OopmaLoompas

Hmmm...stackable Oompaloompa staircases... 
"Ow! Oo! Ee! Ouch! Ah! Arg! Ick! Oomph!" 
Actually, sounds kinda fun. <g> 

Hmm... Stackable Oompaloompas... wonder if you could make them into a chain... 

envisioning Epyon's heat rod made entirely of Oompaloompas... 

maybe that's how Wing's wings flap. Ooopmaloompas with oars...

Oompaloompas and Gundams...hey, I feel a song coming on... 

Oompa loompa doompa dee do, 
I've got a perfect puzzle for you, 
Oompa loompa doompa dee dee, 
If you are wise you'll listen to me. 

It's all fine and good to fire Dr. J, 
As long as you give him due severance pay, 
'Cause if you leave him without any cash, 
Guess what he'll use for cheap Gundam gas? 

Oompaloompa slave labor! 

Oompa loompa doompa dee dah, 
If you're not an a****** you will go far, 
You will live in happiness too, 
Like the Oompaloompa doompa dee do! 

<g> 

Duo: Ne, Heero! What's that? Another toy for Relena?!
Heero: Hn.
Duo: Lemme guess. Another Teddy Bear?
Heero: Iie. Stuft OompaLoompa.
Duo: ....

Professor G: "So, how should we go about getting our revenge on OZ?" 
Master O: "Well, we could build a giant robot..." 
Dr.J: "What a stupid idea!" 
Instructor H: "You have a getter idea, then?" 
Dr.J: "Yes. A army of invincible Oompaloompa soldiers!" 
Professor G: "What?" 
Dr.J: "You heard me. Oompaloompas trained to kill without hesitation or remorse. The perfect soldiers! In fact, I've already created a small contingent of them!" 
OL1: "I'll kill you." 
OL2: "Mission...accepted." 
OL3: "I like candy. Err, DEATH candy that is..." 
Dr.J: "Now, demonstrate your incredible power! Assasinate that cat over there!" 
Oompaloompas: [rushing over to the cat] "Oompa loompa doompa dee do..." 
Doktor S: "What are they doing, exactly?" 
Dr.J: "They're, ah, that is...they're using their Oompaloompa Song of Death to sing their target into insanity! It's brilliant, don't you think?" 
Professor G: "So, back to that giant robot idea..." 

Ooo... The OompaLoompa cannon vs. the Poodle launcher from the Tick... 

[OompaLoompa Cannon Launches] -click!-
[Poodle Launcher fires] -click!-
OompaLoompa: AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!
Poodle: RRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
OompaLoomp + Poodle: -SPLAT!!!-
Dr. J: Hmm... messy, but not unexpected. But it neither proves nor disproves the superiorness of either one. Launch the next ones!!!

Treize: "Now Zechs, we're experimenting with a new weapon...switch your leo's rifle over to secondary fire mode and fire a round at the target." 
Zechs: "Okay..." -CLICK!- 
Oompaloompa: [flying out of rifle] "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH--" -SPLAT!- 
Treize: "Hm. That was a bit...messier...than I'd expected. I'll have to have a chat with that Dr. J. I'm beginning to think that maybe he's not cut out for military science." Noin: "@#$% VENDING MACHINE! I pushed ROOT BEER! Stop giving me @#$% OOMPALOOMPAS!!!" 
Zechs: ^^; "I'd have to agree with you there..." 

Dr.J: "I've greatly improved the Secret Weapon!" 
Zechs: "How much can you possibly improve an OOMPALOOMPA CANNON!?" 
Dr.J: "I've added root beer!" 
Treize: "And what, exactly, is that supposed to do for it in battle?" 
Zechs: "It's STUPID!" 
Dr.J: "You've obviously never seen a carbonated Oompaloompa." [fires the cannon] 
Oompaloompa: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH--" [KABOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!] 
Treize: "-Exploding- Oompaloompas. Impressive." 
Zechs: "It's STILL STUPID!!!" 
Treize: "What's wrong, my eternal friend?" 
Zechs: "Well...it's just that...Noin won't give me any." 
Treize: "Ah..." 
-LATER- 
Zechs: "But I tried my best!" 
Noin: "No buts. I'm not giving you any more of MY root beer." 

Oompaloompas on pixie sticks. Bad. Very. 

Oompaloompa 1 [on sugar high]: So whadda we gonna do now?!
Oompaloompa 2 [also on a buzz]: Take over the world?
Oompaloompa 3: We did that last week.
Oompaloompa 2: Ooohhhhhhh yeahhhhhh.... 
Oompaloompa 3: We could always scheduale it for next month again.
Oompaloompa 2: Nah. Until we gave it back, we couldn't a better way to take up the evenings....
Oompaloompa 1: How 'bout we pants the Gundams?
Oompaloompa 2: Boxers, breifs or other?!
Oompaloompa 1: Nah-uh. The mechs.
Oompaloompa 3: Whooooo-hooooooooooo!!!

Suppose it's part of some kinda plot by the Oompaloompas to take over the world by leaving everyone who could stop him immobilized by hyperactive giggle fits? 

Oompaloompa1: "Yes! The world will be OURS!" 
Oompaloompa2: "The humans will be weak and defenseless thanks to our sugar-based warfare! The world shall fall into our hands, because only WE shall remain unaffected!" 
Oompaloompa3: "That's right! We can't be hypered into brainlessness because OUR brains were rotted into NOTHING by the sugar LONG AGO!" 
Oompaloompa2: "No, you idiot! We're not gonna EAT the sugar!" 
Oompaloompa3: "Oh. That could be a problem, then." 
Oompaloompa2: "Why?" 
Oompaloompa3: [points at #1] 
Oompaloompa1: [washing down mouthfuls of taffy with Pixie Stix powder] "WWHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!" 
Oompaloompa2: "IDIOT!!! But...at the same time...soooo tempting...I...can't...resist..." [jumps into a pile of taffy] 
Wonka: "And people wonder why I employ only sugar-addicted Oompaloompas." 

The Oompaloompa Pixie Stix Song: 

Oompaloompa doompa dee do 
I've got a perfect puzzle for you 
Oompaloompa doompa dee dee 
If you are wise you'll listen to me 

SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR! 
SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR! 
SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR! 
SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SU...GAR!...SUGAR! 

SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR!SUGAR! 

Oompaloompa doompa dee dah 
If you've got SUGAR! then you will go far 
You will live in hyperness too 
Just like the oompaloompa doompa dee do! 


::Bunch of OompaLoompa's dressed in sheets and smelling of a strange combination of Roses and Root Beer come running into the safe house.::
OompaLoompas: To-GA!! Su-GAR!!! To-GA!! Su-GARRR!
::OompaLoompas pick up the GW boys and carry them over their head out of the safe house as they try in vain to escape::
Duo: I gotta be dreaming!!! There's no place like Home!! There's no place like home!!
Wu Fei: We're not in Kansas, Baka!!!

Durmail: "I say, doesn't it bother you, the way those two go on? I men, always '69' this and 'Chinese Root Beer Boy' that...it's not a proper way for a military organization to behave, dammit! You know full well that it's unacceptable for OZ soldiers to run around using terms that I don't understand!" 
Treize: "Ahem. Yes. Don't worry about it. I've sent in an espionage team to find out exactly what's going on, so that we can know the best course of actoin to take." 
Durmail: "Espionage, eh? Are they any good?" 
Treize: "Good enough to stake the carrers of the entire Weapons Development Team on their success..." 
[ZECHS' ROOM] 
Noin: "Zechs?" 
Zechs: "Yes Noin?" 
Noin: "Is it just me, or are your quarters covered in hyper, root-beer-foamy Oompaloompas?" 
Zechs: "Damn. I was hoping I was hallucinating..." 
Oompaloompas: "TOGA! TOGA! TOGA! TOGA!" 
Wufei: "HEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!!" 
[THE LAB] 
Inst.H: "I knew those things were gonna get us fired..." 
Mast.O: "Well, it sounded like a good idea at the time. Who'd ever suspect an Oompaloompa?" 
Dok.S: "Guess that whole getting-drunk-out-of-our-brains thing that came up with our giant skirt-wearing codpieced robot idea was just lucky the first time." 
Prof.G: "So what do we do now?" 
Dr.J: "Send them into Tuberov's quarters, of course!" 

Prof.G: "What are you doing?" 
Dr.J: [watching a remote monitor] "I'm unleashing the leftover Oompaloompa troops on the Gundam pilots." 
Prof.G: "Why?" 
Dr.J: "There's nothing good on TV." 
Prof.G: "Isn't 'The Big O' on right now?" 
Dr.J: "They cancelled it." 
Prof.G: "What!? It included a really giant robot!" 
Dr.J: [gestures at the monitor] "Guess giant robots just aren't good enough for today's teenagers." 
Prof.G: "...suppose the Oompaloompas still remember the Macarena command codes?" 
Dr.J: "Only one way to find out!" 
GW Boys: [on monitor] "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" 


[Heero walks into a room, looking pleased.]
Duo: You look happy.
Heero: I hacked into Dr. J's files.
Trowa: And-?
Heero: I may have found a way of counter-acting the OompaLoompas.
Quatre: Wah-hooo!!!
Wu Fei: When do we start? 
**Later**
Trieze: DOCTOR!!! WE ARE UNDER ATTACK!!!!
Dr.J: Your point?
Trieze: By little blue men. It stinks of your handy work.
Dr. J: I'll unleash the OompaLoompas at once!
[Smurf scrambles up onto the desk, looking in the monitor]
Random Smurf: All your Smurf are belong to Smurf!!!
Dr. J: Ack!
[Noin comes out of her room, tying an old, patched black bath robe around her]
Smurfs: AAAhhhh!!! It's Gargamel!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!
[Smurfs begin to run around in circles, screaming their heads off]
Noin: I did SO not need this first thing in the morning...