Orange Juice Apocalypse

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Today was an average day, a normal day, a whatever-else-you'd-call-it day at the ITS. The birds were singing, the fish were flying, and people were happy as could be.

At that moment, the tranquility broke and the orange portal opened up, belching out four people (if you could even call them that, as they were a bat anthro, a ghost gerbil, a fish, and a miniature angel fox anthro) and a whole load of OJ. One of them, the bat anthro, sat up.

"Okay, so I guess the Apeture Science Handheld Portal Gun is not one of the items included in the formula for an orange soda miracle drink." Tree said, squeezing some orange juice out of her labcoat. The ghost gerbil who was lying on the ground drenched in OJ glared at her.

"No duh, idiot! I think it's made with orange soda! Have you ever tried that?" Snowy said angrily. She shook some of the juice out of her fur.

"Why would I do that?! Orange soda does not go bad, so I must figure out how to make the miracle drink without it!" Tree said proudly. Snowy facepalmed.

"Foo, you need ta stop wit da experamens. They be trippin'!" Todd said as he flopped on the ground uselessly.

"Oh no! Tree, we're not in the house anymore!" Ark said, looking around. Tree sighed.

"I've noticed that, and the portal just closed, so I don't think we'll be getting home anytime soon," Tree said calmly, then all of the sudden yelled, "AND IF I DON'T FIND A DRY CLEANER SOON I'M GOING TO KILL SOMEONE! THIS IS MY BEST LABCOAT!"

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"Hello!" said a kind, random person. "Welcome to Dimensiona- AGH!" The person was hit by numerous shuriken and was knocked into the bushes, dead. "That takes care of that" said Thief, stepping out from the shadows.

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Tree didn't take much notice, seeing as she was somewhat busy trying to suck all of the orange juice out of her coat with her mouth. Snowy, however, did.

"You just killed that guy for no reason! What the hell?!" Snowy said angrily. She lifted up her scythe, only to notice the massive amounts of orange juice glob sticking to it.

"TREE! YOU USED ORANGE JUICE CONCENTRATE, DIDN'T YOU?!" Snowy yelled without turning around.

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"He deserved killing. He once went to Elfheim on a sunny day, but he wasn't human. That's the death penalty over there right now" said Thief.

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Snowy facepalmed again. "Whatever. Look, do you know where the nearest dry cleaner is? My friend over there stands the danger of murdering everyone here if that orange juice sets into her labcoat, and I need a bath." she asked calmly, but still firmly held the scythe in case this guy tried any funny buisness.

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"About 1 mile east" lied Thief.

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Snowy narrowed her eyes. "Is that so? Well, just to make sure you're not lying and just thinking of some way to murder us 'poor travellers', you're coming with us." Snowy held her miniscule scythe at the thief's throat. "Does that sound alright?"

"Yay! Go Snowy!" Ark cheered on from behind her, still sitting in the puddle of orange juice.

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Thief grabbed the scythe, yanked it from Snowy's hands and threw it in an unimportant direction. "I don't think so."

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"Ack, my scythe!" Snowy began quickly running after it, zooming through many people in the process trying to get to where it fell.

"Now that wasn't very nice. She has our cash." Tree said. She now had Todd in hand, and was very, very angry.

(OoC: Fixed a title typo. Should have been Apocalypse not Apocalpyse.)

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"Wait, SHE has your cash?" asked Thief. He disappeared into the shadows and reappeared in the shadows near where the scythe was.

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"Well, that was odd. I hope Snowy finds her scythe soon. And why is that guy so familliar?" Tree sat down on a nearby bench and started thinking before jumping off and running after Thief, yelling, "WAIT! I WANT YOUR AUTOGRAPH!"

"Found you!" Snowy held up her re-found scythe proudly before snuggling with it for a second. "Now, to seal this baby up... oh, pellets. There's orange juice concentrate in the control panel. Figures." Snowy sighed and pulled out a washcloth from god-knows-where so she could clean the scythe.