Bored.
Alfred F. Jones, the personification of the United States of America but more commonly known as America, was so bored.
Bored. Bored. Bored bored. Bored bored bored bored bored. . .
Wait for it…
BORED!
And it SUCKED that is was HALLOWEEN, and NOBODY was doing ANYTHING to CELEBRATE IT!
Come on; it was the perfect time to scare the crap out of his bosses and employers! He could remember that one time he successfully scared the individuals in one of his bosses meetings with the help of a fog machine, a blanket, some glow-sticks, fake potion ingredients, and a banana.
You do not want to know what the banana was for.
Anyway…
Here he was, sitting in front of his monitor with five buckets shaped like jack-o-lanterns filled to the brim with his spoils, and searching YouTube for any paranormal crap he could try next year while gorging himself with the chocolaty and sugary goodness.
It was pretty pathetic, he admitted.
Seeing that he was getting nowhere, he brought up another search engine and typed in the web address for this chat room he found some time back. He figured he could drown all of his sorrows into whatever pitiful being would dare strike a conversation with him. But, after fifteen minutes, the dreaded feeling was coming back again. Sighing, he decided to try once more if anybody would respond to him.
American Hero FTW: this is by far the WORST HALLOWEEN EVER!
Sighing once again, he turned around to dunk his hand in one of the buckets of candy and unearthed it to reveal a king-sized Hershey™ bar. Unwrapping it and taking a large bite, he turned back to the monitor only to raise a brow.
Go Momma Green: it can't be as bad as mine
Chewing thourghtfully, he typed his response.
American Hero FTW: oh really?
American Hero FTW: my so called friends had promised to meet up at the neighborhood tonight in freaky costumes to scare the kids
American Hero FTW: if done so correctly, they will drop their bags of candy and we will feast on them while having a horror movie marathon at my house
American Hero FTW: it was going to be EPIC! TT-TT
His response arrived surprisingly quickly.
Go Momma Green: sounds like an awesome plan
Go Momma Green: so what's the bad news?
Lips twitching, he finished his candy bar and typed in his answer.
American Hero FTW: my friends abandoned me in the middle of the forest and made sure to take the bulk of my candy
American Hero FTW: AND they took my car!
It was about five minutes before she responded. During that brief moment he started munching on a crunch bar and sipping some Cola.
Go Momma Green: wow…
Go Momma Green: that DOES sound bad
Go Momma Green: still got some candy
He smirked.
American Hero FTW: of course!
American Hero FTW: who do you take me for?
He nearly choked on his cola with the next statement.
Go Momma Green: a sexual predator?
Coughing hard into his elbow, he took a few gulps of air before typing again with a broad smile.
American Hero FTW: DUDE!
American Hero FTW: you almost made me die of drowning!
American Hero FTW: caused by a too sudden intake of breath!
Go Momma Green: so basically you laughed while you were drinking your coke, causing you to have some soda go down the wrong pipe
He was already starting to like this person. Then he raised a brow.
Go Momma Green: well, as a token of apology, I shall help you devise a plan to get back at your 'friends'
American Hero FTW: and how do you suppose we do that?
Even though they were separated by a monitor and probably thousands of miles of land, he could almost imagine an evil smirk on his… acquaintance's face
Go Momma Green: well, it goes like this
Go Momma Green: make sure to write it all down
I'm tired.
The next chapter should come out tomorrow.
Hopefully.
Maybe,
Probably.
Goodnight.