Where We're Going, We Don't Need Logic...

Jul. 14, 2012 at 4:19pm with 25 notes

If only Clow had cell phones

911: 911, what is your emergency?

Syaoran: Yeah, uh, my girlfriend just sprouted wings and started to melt into a wall-

911: Sir, I’m going to have to have to repeat that.

Syaoran: My girlfriend just sprouted wings and melted into the wall.

911: You’re sure?

Syaoran: Well, no, okay. I mean, she’s not my girlfriend girlfriend. We’ve haven’t actually, like, confessed or anything, but I swear I’m going to, just as soon as I get her out the wall.

911: …

Syaoran: Hello?

911: Sir, have you been taking drugs this evening?

Syaoran: What? No. We were hanging out down by the ruins and she just…THERE ARE WINGS AND WALLS AND WE NEED SOME HELP HERE.

911: Right. Sir, I’m going to go ahead and dispatch the king to help you out.

Syaoran: What? The king? Is that really necessary? Don’t we have a royal guard or something? You know, like one that follows him around and makes sure he doesn’t get attacked by crazy men with claws?

911: No, I’m pretty sure the king doesn’t have anything like that. See? Here he comes right now-

Syaoran: But it might be dangerous. Are you sure that it’s a great idea to send the KING? I mean, he’s the only ruler this kingdom has and his sister just got sucked into a WALL-

911: Sir, I can assure you that sending the King directly into harm’s way is a time-honored tradition of Clow Country and if you have a problem with it, you can take it directly to city hall. In the meanwhile, it’s not like anything bad is going to happen to hi-

Syaoran: …

911: Oh. Well, it looks like you might be up the proverbial creek. Here, let me put you through to the Warp Zone, I think they might have just the solution to your problem…