Not A Good Morning
By Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus
"Good Morning!" Uncle Grandpa exclaimed as he raised his arms in the air.
Giant Realistic Flying Tiger roared in response as Uncle Grandpa frowned.
"Oh, it's not the morning?" Uncle Grandpa replied as he shrugged. "Oh well. I guess I better go take a look for myself!"
Uncle Grandpa then went right through the ceiling, being in the kitchen as he spotted Mr. Gus and Pizza Steve, waving at them.
"Good morning, guys!' Uncle Grandpa stated as he held a picture depicting a bright, sunny morning in a grassy meadows. "Isn't this morning just good?"
Pizza Steve and Mr. Gus looked at each other as they sighed in unison, turning to Uncle Grandpa.
"It's not the morning anymore, Uncle G." Pizza Steve stated as he munched on a slice of cheesy pizza.
Mr. Gus nodded in agreement as he was reading through the newspaper. "Yeah. It's just passed midnight."
"But..." Uncle Grandpa stated as he frowned, dropping his pic as his mustache drooped down, sighing. "Oh well... I guess I'll just go and rest..."
Uncle Grandpa began slumping to his bedroom as he sighed, with Mr. Gus and Pizza Steve looking at each other as they felt a bit bad.
"Oh, it'll pass." Pizza Steve remarked as he finished up his slice of pizza.
Mr. Gus nodded in agreement as he went through the newspaper. "I'm sure he'll think of something to take his mind off this."
Uncle Grandpa suddenly ran past them, screaming as he was being chased by an angry sun, with Mr. Gus and Pizza Steve shrugging as Mr. Gus kept reading while Pizza Steve went to get another pizza slice.
