This is story I thought up when I first read the book "Interesting Times".
It's a really stupid story about Rincewind finding a cheese grater made by
B.S. Johnson. Sort of inspired by the book Finn family Moomintroll. My
first fic so please READ AND REVIEW.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from discworld except for the cheesegrater. If I did own it, I wouldn't be living under a rock with $2 left so don't sue.
THE CHEESE GRATER
He hadn't known it would be so hard. All the archchancellor had asked him was to go into xxxx for a small time, just to find out why there had been strange portals opening up all over Ankh-Morpork. He had traveled to xxxx and had been searching around when he had been attack by several large black chickens. The luggage quickly killed them, and Rincewind ate them.
The next morning, however, he learned from the luggage that the chickens belonged to another man, and that man was now gathering the townsfolk to come and slowly rip his body into four pieces. As he considered himself to be a sane man, he began to run away as fast a possible. Looking forward, he saw the shore with a handy boat floating in it. Rincewind had of course jumped into the boat and began to paddle. On the boat he found a bag of potatoes, and two oars, so he began to paddle.
As he paddled he finally looked at the ocean itself. It was dark red, and looked like blood. He then saw, out of all things, a cheese grater floating by. He grabbed it, and picked up a potato to grate. As he picked it up, he failed to notice the engraving on the side. It read, "made by B.S. Johnson."
As he began to grate, the bits of potatoes began to change shape and color, and slowly became...
AHHH! A cliffhanger, and a really bad one at that. I'm horrible at this so don't blame me if its bad. If you didn't like it, please offer constructive criticism.
Anthropomorphizer
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from discworld except for the cheesegrater. If I did own it, I wouldn't be living under a rock with $2 left so don't sue.
THE CHEESE GRATER
He hadn't known it would be so hard. All the archchancellor had asked him was to go into xxxx for a small time, just to find out why there had been strange portals opening up all over Ankh-Morpork. He had traveled to xxxx and had been searching around when he had been attack by several large black chickens. The luggage quickly killed them, and Rincewind ate them.
The next morning, however, he learned from the luggage that the chickens belonged to another man, and that man was now gathering the townsfolk to come and slowly rip his body into four pieces. As he considered himself to be a sane man, he began to run away as fast a possible. Looking forward, he saw the shore with a handy boat floating in it. Rincewind had of course jumped into the boat and began to paddle. On the boat he found a bag of potatoes, and two oars, so he began to paddle.
As he paddled he finally looked at the ocean itself. It was dark red, and looked like blood. He then saw, out of all things, a cheese grater floating by. He grabbed it, and picked up a potato to grate. As he picked it up, he failed to notice the engraving on the side. It read, "made by B.S. Johnson."
As he began to grate, the bits of potatoes began to change shape and color, and slowly became...
AHHH! A cliffhanger, and a really bad one at that. I'm horrible at this so don't blame me if its bad. If you didn't like it, please offer constructive criticism.
Anthropomorphizer