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Drago could just feel his temples throbbing with a headache. So much for meditation. He pulled himself off of the roof of the car and twisted, leaping off of the stack. "WHAT could you idiots possibly be doing?" He demanded.
Strikemaster Ice and MC Cobra paused in their argument, where they looked at Drago. "Hey, D!" Cobra said cheerfully. "We're talking."
"About vegetables." Drago said.
"Yeah! This idiot thinks Carrots are worse then Broccoli." Ice added. "He's a total idiot!"
Cobra turned to glare at the shorter male. "I'm not an idiot, man! You are!"
"Urg!" And just like that, Cobra tackled Ice and the two began to roll around, fighting. Drago was ready to kill the both of them. He turned to glare at Fist. "And what the fuck are you saying, huh?!"
Fist just shrugged a bit. "I like Eggplant."
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That same day, Jackie's funeral was held. Frollo read from the bible.
"And so it is on this day, that Jackie Chan will enter the gates of Heaven, and enter the loving embrace of the Heavenly father." Sanford listened to the words, glancing down at the grave. He felt guilty.. No one deserved to die like that. So horrible.
He looked up around the room, spotting the small, dark haired girl from the day before. Bubbles and Jet were there, his eyes falling on the young blond female. Jet glared at him, wrapping his arm tight around Bubbles.
"God rest Jackie Chan." Frollo spoke the end. Everyone began to head home, while the young girl stood at the grave. She shivered a bit, then moved to follow Sanford. "Mr. Constable, wait!"
Sanford turned to look at her. "Hello, Young Chan."
She smiled weakly. "Well, now it's just Jade Chan. I'm the last one.. and I'd like to help you." She offered. Sanford smiled slightly, patting her on the head. "That iss a nice
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The next morning, Sanford became further acquainted with the town. A man was kind enough to give him a horse. Out of the stables came a tall, blond haired man with a beard. Phoebus (Hunchback of Notre Dame), held the reins to a scraggly looking horse.
"His name's Gunpowder. He's a little old but he gets the job done." Phoebus spoke. Sanford smiled flatly, giving the horse a slight pat. "Well.. He'll do jusst fine, won't youss?" The horse snorted.
Out of the house came a dark skinned woman with black hair, in a white shirt and purple skirt. This was Esmeralda, Phoebus's wife and the mid-wife for the town. She handed herbs to a pregnant woman. "Now don't worry. These herbs will make sure the baby will be fine." She smiled kindly, before turning towards the stables. "Zephyr! Breakfast!"
A little blond haired boy ran up to Phoebus, who lifted him up. "Go on to breakfast. Kiss your mother once and twice for me!" The little boy grinned and went along.