88 and 89 (American Dragon: Jake Long) are kicked out of the Huntsclan after a particularly big screw-up and try to strike it on their own as supervillains in their own right, with predictably mixed results.
88 and 89's Bogus Misadventures! (Disney Villains Victorious Story)
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Chapter 1: Striking Out on Their Own
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Chapter 1: Striking Out on Their Own
New York, New York. It was a heck of a town. Well, City, but whatever. It was currently home to all manner of creatures and people. At a bar in the suburbs, business was bustling. Suddenly, the doors are kicked in.
"Alright, folks, listen up! The Huntsclan and us have cut ties, meaning there's nothing holding us back!" A mildly obese black kid smirked.
"Yeah! So cough up your dough or face our wrath!" A scrawny white kid added. The bar's various patrons.... Looked unimpressed.
"Aren't those the The Huntsclan recruits that got kicked out for incompetence?" An ogre deadpanned.
"Aye." A Leprechaun nodded.
"I'm surprised they're still alive." An elf waitress mused. The two kids flushed, embarrassed and angry.
"Hey! Take this seriously! We're threatening you!" They complained.
"Look, dorks, are ya gonna buy somethin' or what?" The completely unconcerned owner quipped. The two try to tackle him.
.....It promptly cuts to them being thrown in the trash outside the bar in the back.
"....Well, that God damn sucked." The black kid grouched.
"Language 88!" The white kid scolded.
"Shut it 89!"
The now identified duo grumbled and griped as they crawled out of the trash and trudged back to their base (AKA An Abandoned Fast Food Chicken shop).
"How'd it go? Oh so well I assume?" A robot version of Marilyn Monroe sarcastically quipped as they walked in, brushing garbage off themselves.
"Oh hush you." 88 grunted.
"In all seriousness, you guys are running out of food and cash. You really need a successful scheme soon."
"Gee, Marilyn Monroe-Bot, we never would have guessed that!" 89 griped.
"Yeah, I figured." The robot said in a sing-song voice. The two disgraced Hunstsboys seethed. It was hard being villains on their own...
Time will tell if they can get better!
New York, New York. It was a heck of a town. Well, City, but whatever. It was currently home to all manner of creatures and people. At a bar in the suburbs, business was bustling. Suddenly, the doors are kicked in.
"Alright, folks, listen up! The Huntsclan and us have cut ties, meaning there's nothing holding us back!" A mildly obese black kid smirked.
"Yeah! So cough up your dough or face our wrath!" A scrawny white kid added. The bar's various patrons.... Looked unimpressed.
"Aren't those the The Huntsclan recruits that got kicked out for incompetence?" An ogre deadpanned.
"Aye." A Leprechaun nodded.
"I'm surprised they're still alive." An elf waitress mused. The two kids flushed, embarrassed and angry.
"Hey! Take this seriously! We're threatening you!" They complained.
"Look, dorks, are ya gonna buy somethin' or what?" The completely unconcerned owner quipped. The two try to tackle him.
.....It promptly cuts to them being thrown in the trash outside the bar in the back.
"....Well, that God damn sucked." The black kid grouched.
"Language 88!" The white kid scolded.
"Shut it 89!"
The now identified duo grumbled and griped as they crawled out of the trash and trudged back to their base (AKA An Abandoned Fast Food Chicken shop).
"How'd it go? Oh so well I assume?" A robot version of Marilyn Monroe sarcastically quipped as they walked in, brushing garbage off themselves.
"Oh hush you." 88 grunted.
"In all seriousness, you guys are running out of food and cash. You really need a successful scheme soon."
"Gee, Marilyn Monroe-Bot, we never would have guessed that!" 89 griped.
"Yeah, I figured." The robot said in a sing-song voice. The two disgraced Hunstsboys seethed. It was hard being villains on their own...
Time will tell if they can get better!
Cancellation
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Fair warning, this story is now cancelled in favor of an upcoming, very similar story.