Snippet #1795694

This wasn't the big soft room he was used too. Where were all the men with the white coats? If he was dreaming again, then where were the little puppies, the cakes and the demon duckies made of rubber that were always trying to eat his face? AND WHERE WAS HIS PANTS!?

.... Oh wait, he was still wearing them. Never mind!

These were all the thoughts, along with a large amount of untranslatable garble, that went through Looney's head. If Looney paid attention what the man and the woman said he gave no show of it. He was too busy rocking back and fourth in his chair and trying to figure out where he was to show that he was paying attention. He knew he wasn't in the mental ward anymore.... or maybe he was. Maybe he was just having another happy happy dream, and any minute now Mr Johnson and MR Philip were point to come in and use the pock pock stabby to send Looney back too his quite place... No no no no, Focus! He remembered this place, or at least he felt he should remember it. Yeeeeah... he had a dream about this place. With the animals and stairs and the STABBING! No no no no no no. That was last weeks dream. What was this weeks dream?

As his mind continued bounce from one end of his shattered conscious to another Looney continued to bounce up and down in his chair. His struggles against the binds got more and more fierce as time went by. The man that was responsible for letting him loose stepped forward, muttering "calm down I'll have you out in a second" as he move to cut Looney's bonds. He would have, if the ropes didn't already fall off just as he reach for them. Probably wasn't a good idea to loosen the former detainee's straitjacket before they tied him down.

Looney shot forward, placing both hands on the firmly mans shoulders as he headbutted the poor man. He bolted over the fallen guard toward where the table that held the orbs was. He sniffed each one, like a dog trying to pick out a particular sent. After a moment of that, he seemed to pick one entirely at random, biting it with his teeth and swallowing the orb whole.

He let out a small belch and, like he hadn't just had a psychotic episode, proceeded to to calmly walk out of the room in an up right and relax manner. Humming a little tune to himself gently as he examined the walls around him while he walked.