I felt like writing something, and my strange mind gave me THIS idea out of NOWHERE…
It was a beautiful day in an American city. The sun was shining, cars were belching toxic gas into the air, and people were cursing at one another; all was well in America.
A man walked through the crowd, contentedly munching on a hamburger with an annoyingly happy smile on his face. He had an annoying piece of hair that stuck straight up, and whenever he talked he had a particularly annoying voice. His leather jacket had annoying badges on it. To those who knew him (could stand him), he was Alfred F. Jones. To the rest of the world, however, he was-
"Oh no! Help me, somebody help me!"
Alfred turned around swiftly. A few feet behind him, a blond man with a maniacal grin on his face was dragging away and innocent, pretty, and extremely large-chested girl into an alleyway.
A young girl with short blonde hair and a purple bow in her hair turned around and shouted,
"Come on! Somebody save her!"
But nobody did anything.
Suddenly, a loud and particularly annoying voice boomed out from behind them.
"Never fear!"
The man stopped in his tracks as the crowd turned to look towards the sound.
*insert description of Alfred wearing a red, white, blue, and heroic spandex suit here.*
He was standing on an old crate in a particularly heroic pose.
"ALFRED-" The box collapsed and Alfred stumbled a few feet forwards. He straightened, cleared his throat, then said-
"ALFRED THE HERO IS HERE!"
With that, he leaped into the air-
GASP!
He flew forward, one leg out and his fists up-
WOW!
And was just about to kick the evil man in the face-
"Mon dieu, what is that?" He dropped the pretty girl and backed up a few feet, pointing towards the thing in Alfred's right hand.
"This?" Alfred asked, landing and looking at it. "It's a hamburger."
The man took off, one hand over his mouth, muttering about "disgusting, revolting American foods…"
The crowd turned to look at Alfred. "Hurray!" They cried. "Hurray for Alfred the Hero!"
"Oh sir!" The girl cried, running up to Alfred and looking at him with doting eyes. "How can I ever repay you?"
"Care for a flight, miss?" Alfred said dramatically so everyone could hear, then grabbed the girl around her waist a lifted off, flying into the sky.
"Hurray!" the crowd cheered. "Hurray for Alfred!"
"Boy Hero!" Little America cried, leaping of the couch and zooming around the room.
Arthur came in. "Alfred." He said.
"Vrrrrooooooom vroom! Pow! Pow!" America shouted, punching the air.
"Alfred, it's time to get ready for bed."
"NEVER, EEEEEEVIL VILLAIN!" Alfred exclaimed, turning around and pointing his hands at Arthur, making a gun shape.
"Alfred." Arthur said with a sigh.
"NEVERRRRRRRR!" Alfred said, and with a rather evil laugh sped out of the open door and down the hall.
"Alfred!" Arthur shouted, sticking his head out of the door. "Alfred, get back here this instant!"
He was answered by a maniacal giggle and some shooting noises.
Arthur took off down the hall, after Alfred.
"ALFRED! Alfred, I'm warning you-"
Alfred ran even faster.
"ALFRED!"
Alfred laughed.
This was very entertaining to write. Was it entertaining to read?