Touch Fuzzy, Get Dizzy

[drawin_on_trees]

Who: YOU

What: FUZZY

Where: EVERYWHERE

When: APRIL FOOLS

Warnings: *FART TRUMPET*

Ah, springtime. The flowers are blooming, the birds are singing, and the weather is warming up! It's a beautiful day to be outside!



wait wtf is that.

It LOOKS harmless enough, just floating there. It's actually kind of cute.

....And suddenly there's HUNDREDS of them. They're everywhere. They're unavoidable. You may end up touching one entirely by accident.

And that's when things get interesting.

In the middle of your dizzy stupor, you may just hear a certain imp giggling....

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[withmindbullets]

Mewtwo didn't want to touch fuzzies and get dizzy.

But the fuzzies touched him.

And he got dizzy.

Mewtwo floated for a while, but with everything swaying around him, he had to land and stay still. How long did it take for contact with one of these things to wear off? He was starting to feel sick...

[frozenfeathers]

Among her dodging of curious floating fuzzies, Articuno spotted her stoic acquaintance perceptibly being hit hard by their effects. She swooped down, avoiding the annoyances as she descended to his side.

"Mewtwo." She nudged him gently with her wing. "Mewtwo, did you touch one of these creatures? Can you stand? We need to take cover until this bizarre phenomenon passes."

To give them some time, she summoned a Reflect barrier around the two of them.

[withmindbullets]

"It's more accurate to say they touched me," Mewtwo grumbled, hand on a wall to steady himself and try in vain to make his stomach stop spinning. "I'll be fine..."

Which was to say, he felt like he needed to retch. "Accursed creatures..." He appreciated the barrier. He wasn't going to outright say it, but he appreciated it. "How dare they do this to me..."

[frozenfeathers]

Mewtwo's ill health was unmistakable to Articuno, despite what he claimed. She hoped her concern wasn't reflected in the tone of her voice.

"Where did they all come from? And why do they have such an effect on us?" she asked him, somehow doubting he had the answer.

[withmindbullets]

"If I knew, I would eradicate them before they had a chance to tamper with us," Mewtwo groused angrily. "They're obviously toxic... Ooh I've never felt this bad before... I'm not supposed to be able to GET sick."

[frozenfeathers]

"Well, they are clearly an entity outside our realm of knowledge. I propose we retreat to adequate shelter before we are overwhelmed. Perhaps in that dilapidated mansion?"

She pointed a wing to the distant front doors.

"Can you stand? Do you need help?"

[withmindbullets]

"Hmph," Mewtwo grumped. "The thought of going to THEM for help sickens me even more than--" He cut himself off. No, he was pretty sickened right now. When was this supposed to wear off?!

"...I can stand," he replied, pushing himself up to his feet and wobbling unsteadily. His vision was blurry. If he had control of his faculties, he could teleport himself away, but that didn't seem likely any time soon. "...Thank you."

[frozenfeathers]

Articuno nodded in acknowledgement.

And smiled.

"Don't push yourself too hard," she advised, pleased at his appreciation. She hadn't received that kind of positive feedback in a long time, simplistic as it may be. She was already starting to warm up to him as a companion in shared experiences.

Just as Articuno turned to make her way to the doors, her Reflect shield wore off. A fuzzy floated straight into her side before she could react and stopped her in her tracks. Suddenly flying was a bit out of the question, what with the onset of vertigo and nausea.

[withmindbullets]

"Articuno!" Mewtwo called out, but it was too late. The fuzzy popped when it came in contact with the legendary Pokemon. There was little he could do to prevent this, but all the same, Mewtwo was at her side when she needed it. Despite his own ill feelings, he leaned against her, an arm around the great bird to steady her, as much as he could. He swallowed his own nausea for the moment. "Don't move too quickly," he warned. "You'll be fine..."

[frozenfeathers]

To Articuno, the world seemed to be teetering and spinning. It was to the point where she wasn't sure which direction gravity was pulling her in. But Mewtwo's support at least made her feel like there was someone being pulled around with her.

Articuno tried to speak, to instruct him to help her to the mansion, but her lurching from the nausea was impeding her words before she could speak them. She tried her best to guide them both toward the doors, but dodging incoming fuzzies was becoming very tiring. As a last-ditch effort, she tried conjuring more Reflect barriers, but her lack of focus caused them to fizzle within moments.

Luckily, she was able to summon a proper barrier before they could be overwhelmed. Now she just had to get them to safety before it wore off. He needed her help, and she did her best to provide it.

[withmindbullets]

Mewtwo wanted to teleport them, but was afraid it would make the nausea even worse as he helped her stumble along towards the front doors. He hated feeling this helpless, but his own fears took a back seat to his desire to help a companion. When they got close enough, and more fuzzes decided to try and poke at Articuno's barrier, Mewtwo decided it was worth the try. His eyes glowed, and in a flash, both he and Articuno vanished.

Moments later, they appeared inside the mansion, just beyond the front doors. He let go of Articuno, and fell to his knees. Oh, that was a mistake. But at least they were safe now...

[vela_nova]

One time, Blaze was exposed to catnip. It was the closest she'd ever come to being high.

This was kinda like that.

She wobbled around campus after being struck by a fuzzy, holding on to the wall and her head, trying not to throw up, but maybe feeling... a little giddy?

[hot_air]

Having an addictive personality is not a good thing, but hey at least these didn't seem to be harmful in the long run right? Right!

So yeah, you know who's round up a bunch of fuzzies and is now cruising with fellow windriders on the ceilings of the big hall? A very giddy and foul mouthed blimp that's who.

[ironrhinocop]

Garrett was having none of this dizzy fuzzy LSD-esque mayhem. He'd round up the student hooligans if half of them were able to stand on their own two feet. Aggravated to his breaking point, he retreated from the grounds and took shelter from those grating fuzzies in the main hallway.

He was taken aback when he spotted a giant blimp floating gleefully around a bloomin' herd of those annoyances. What was she doing, collecting them now?!

"HEY!!" the Aggron cop-turned-hall monitor bellowed at her. "What do you think you're doing up there??"

[hot_air]

Kitty was enjoying the frolic through the dizzying 'clouds'! How wonderful were these things that they made you feel so great? At least till some booming noise came from below. Ugh, what now...

"T'fuck does it look like I'm doing? Havin' a damn good time." She huffed out a puff of air before swaying against the ceiling of the hall with all the fuzzy's.

"What's it to you anyways? All you're doing is being loud as fuck."

[ironrhinocop]

Garrett was taken aback. Such FOUL LANGUAGE!!

"That sort of a good time is FORBIDDEN on these grounds!!" he protested after he'd regained his composure. "This behavior is unacceptable and if use that tone of voice with me again, I will drag you to ... to--"

It took him a moment to remember he was no longer at a school, but at an unsupervised mansion of sorts with no form of confinement for ne'er-do-wells.

"--to the basement and chain you to the wall for insubordination!!"

[hot_air]

"Weee oh weee oh weee oh weeee oh," Kitty sounded out while waving her arms 'frantically'. "Careful the no-fun police has arrived guys. What ever shall we do." Not that the Fuzzy's were really doing much but floating around being cute balls of lsd.

The Drifblim looked down in amusement. "Whoa there fucker, are you comin' onto me? That's some kinky shit you're spouting out. Might sound fun maybe I'll take you up on that offer when you're not being a fucking stick in the mud."

[ironrhinocop]

The NERVE!

"It-- it's not kinky! It's the RULES!!" Garrett sputtered while stomping the ground in frustration. "Follow them or I'll be forced to use ... force!"

There was never a fist so shook as the fist he was shaking at her right then.

[hot_air]

"Oh baby, if I was into fuckin' brutish loud mouths I'd be diggin' this shit." The Drifblim laughed and the movements of the air around her almost made look as if the Fuzzys were laughing with her.

"Now now, I'm sure there's some bia that'd dig that bedroom talk ya spoutin'" she spun around and giggled some more.

[magicdancer]

Shantae was... dazed, confused, and all around a mess as she stumbled back and forth. The fuzzies were a rather unpleasant experience. She ended up tripping all over herself more than once, and even managed to somehow trip on her hair. How did she even DO that?