When the Writer Plays Vicky...

This is a short comic written by a fellow #1 Vicky fan. Well?

Written by PookaMustard (talk) 16:48, September 21, 2012 (UTC)

When the writer plays Vicky
[The comic strip opens] [Timmy suddenly wakes up] [Timmy falls down again] [An anvil falls on Vicky] [The END!]
 * Mr Turner: Timmy! We're leaving off to the movies!
 * Timmy: That same sinking ship again? I hate Titanic...
 * Mrs Turner: Sorry dear, but its a remake, with new dancing stars!
 * Timmy: The same scenario. You go see the sinking ship, tell me I can't watch because I'm too young, and leave me with... can I stay with Chester?
 * Mr Turner: No! I, as your father, have prepaid Vicky to babysit you...
 * Timmy: UH OH! I must activate the black screen of fainting in my eyes! [Door opens]
 * Vicky: Hello Mr and Mrs Turner!
 * Mr Turner: Take good care of Timmy!
 * Mrs Turner: And turn Timmy's OS back on when he gets the BSOF!
 * Mr Turner: Bye kids! [They leave]
 * Vicky: OK twerp! Time to destroy you on my own! Without the floating talking spider box, the crazy teacher and the galactic emperor! [Pulls out a laser blaster]
 * Timmy: Ahhh!! Why do you want me destroyed? Can't you remember all the good moments we spent together? [Gets a book out of the bookshelf. Its dusty. He blows off the dirt, revealing "Scrap Book of Pain Vol. 10"] See? I missed the chores, I missed the wedgies! And being frozen too! Why?!!
 * Vicky: Umm... Good times... Why, you writer?!! I want to torture Timmy not destroy him! [Cries]
 * Timmy: What?
 * Vicky: Nevermind! Prepare for you to get destroyed! And get revived in the nearest 2TeeFort! [Points laser blaster at Timmy]
 * Timmy: I blame Titanic for the writer... I hate sinking ships with anchovy pizza babysitter writer... [In computer voice] SYSTEM SHUTDOWN! [Falls to floor]
 * Vicky: Now where is the button that boots him back on... it doesn't exist?!! Me trying to destroy Timmy, and the OS button doesn't exist, its the writer's fault!
 * Timmy: See? I told ya! The writer you're talking about could make hundreds of disasters at once!
 * Vicky: Why not take all these problems, and blame it on... Dinkelberg?
 * Vicky: Curse you, Dinkelberg!!