Unpopcorning Homestar Runner

[spinmybuzzer.livejournal.com]

"So where are we, anyway?" Homestar asked, looking around. He had just come out of a room full of popcorn, and he seemed to be in a long hallway. "And what's with all this butter?"

There was no answer. Homestar had some trouble with his R's, but it had never stopped anyone from talking to him before. Perhaps a bit more encouragement was required. "I mean, not that there's anything wrong with butter. Just…on popcorn, you know? Not on me. Cause then it's kind of gross."

He waited; still nothing. "I need, like, a shower or something. Maybe you could just point me in the direction of Marzipan's house? Or the nearest hose?"

Silence. Homestar frowned and glared suspiciously. "Hey, are you making fun of me? Cause that's getting really annoying. I have a wand," he held it up and made little tapping motions, "and I know how to use it. Seriously." A pause, then, "Whoa! Where'd I get this wand? I don't remember getting a wand." He had vague memories of some kind of school. And a hat. And Homsar and the Pea Soup guy were there.

"Am I in Oz?" he wondered, looking around again. He didn't yet seem to have realized that he was talking to a wall.


((Sorry, could someone help me out with Homestar's tag? It's not letting me add one myself.))

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[spinmybuzzer.livejournal.com]

"Lucky Charms are bad for you," he explained. "I am an athlete, so I have to stay on a strict diet of bacon and Mountain Dew."

[assmeat-hunger.livejournal.com]

Mountain Dew was pretty awesome, even Tenna would agree. It was really the pee to the Lucky Charms marshmallow poop of gods. Still. "Bacon? It's all stringy and bacon-y and such. And comes from pigs. PIGS. Would YOU think of pigs as a prime example of a healthy athlete? I THINK NOT."

[spinmybuzzer.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Homestar said as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. Speaking slowly, as though to someone stupider than he, "That's why we eat them." Then he narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "Hey, you're not one of Marzipan's veggie-torium friends, are you?"

[assmeat-hunger.livejournal.com]

Buh? Did he just seriously suggest that? Vegetarian! Tenna?! "I am offended, sir!" she yelped automatically, waving her arms around like a windmill and sending a few pennies flying out of her wallet. "An apology is demanded at nigh!"