Short, pointless
stories
By Kupo's little
sister
Part 1
Disclaimer: Any characters off video games, movies, books, tv shows etc. are not owned by me, they belong to squaresoft or whoever made the video game, movie, book, tv show etc. Sorry, i'm kinda pants at the disclaimer
thing.
Story note: Anyone who has no sense of humour, does not laugh easily or hates 5-15 line stories that waste thier time should go read another, more sane, fanfic. NOW! Reviews that say stuff like "Who said you could write?!"
or "This isn't funny, get a life!" or "This was just a total waste of time!" should not be sent, because I just warned you! Anyone else please
feel free to R&R though : )
So for those crazy people who want to carry on, let us begin...
The story of the cup of tea. (This story was originally written by my psycho 18 year old cousin, Marie. She wrote it last winter when my dad's fire totally gave up on us. We all
froze to death!)
It was a cold winter saturday and Faye had gone to her dad Phil's house for the weekend. Her aunt Kate and cousin Marie had come for a visit, like they
do every week.
"Marie, I think your mum wants a cup of tea." Said Fayes dad.
"Aww, can't she do it?" Complained Marie, who seemed to be sadistically on a rampage as an old lady in an 18 wheeler on Grand Theft
Auto III on the PS2. She called it 'Granny theft auto'
"No, because your mum is talking to me, and you're just playing on the
Playstation"
"God, it's freezing in here, can't you put the fire on?" Kate asked Phil. Phil got up and tried to turn on the fire whilst Marie went to make
the cups of tea.
"Anyone else want anything?" Marie asked in a sarcastic tone, but suddnly she stopped. She had heard a gun shot! She dropped the cup! Marie re-entered the living room, where Phil had shot Kate because she called his
fire 'crappy'.
THE END
Time for another story, I think!
ESCAPE FROM VENDA (This story is actually being written by me right now, a kind of make-it-up
as you go along!)
Chapter 1: The Escape
I opened my eyes, my vision was blurred. I came to my senses and got up. Where I was I couldn't remember but I knew I had to get out. The lights were blacked out, I couldn't see a thing. I lit a flare and I saw where a really funny smell was coming from. Next to me were my comrades Sophie and
Ethan. Dead.
"Now the only comfort is happy thoughts," I thought to myself. "Happy
thoughts like, err, fluffy white bunnies. Oh bugger, that reminds me! I forgot to set my VCR to tape the last ever Buffy! I wish I didn't have to
save the world now!"
Pathfinder landed on my shoulder, a tear ran down his cheek of cold metallic feathers. Next to me were my djinn, all seven of them; Mist,
Hail, Sleet, Tonic, Dew, Fizz and Spritz.
"Lets get outta' here!" I cried.
I ran as fast as I could, my djinn and Pathfinder close behind. I didn't know where we were going, I didn't care. As long as we were getting
out. Then I heard a noise. Out of nowhere came a huge tidal wave.
"Frost!" I shouted. The tidal wave froze. We sneaked past, and carried
on down the hall. A door was in front of us.
"Sleet!" Screamed Sleet. Launching himself head-first at the door, and
ramming it so hard his it creaked and bent.
"Nice job, you broke the door down!" I cheered.
That's the end of chapter 1.
Continued in Part 3
Since it's december, here are some festive notes:
NEVER accept a gift with air holes.
Referring to Santa as "Reindeer Boy" will get you on his naughty list. When serving Christmas dinner to elves, always have booster seats handy.
Visit your relatives before they visit you!
Bad presents today make great gifts tomorrow.
Never allow snowmen in the house. They leave puddles.
Noel! That's french for "Gimmie!"
Avoid sudden holiday weight gain. Gain weight all year long!
For that person who has everything, get a security system. On Christmas Eve remember the cookies and milk (and leave a little somthing
for Santa, too!)
Keep a tight rein on your cash. Use your credit cards instead.
You gotta wish big to get big!
Before trying that fruitcake, remember... you are what you eat.
No matter how good you have been, it never hurts to bribe Santa!
I will now tell you a alternative ending to Kingdom Hearts:
Sora had locked the door to the light, and he turned to face Kairi. As her
platform slowly fell away, she grabbed Sora's hand.
"We'll always be together Sora! Always in my Heart!" She called
"Yeah, and i'll find a way back!" Replied Sora, holding Kairi's hand tighter. Suddenly the platform moved away, Kairi's feet began to slip, she
lost her grip and fell into the deep depths below...
"Soraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" She called, falling to her doom.
THE END
Well, I just can't be bothered anymore so i'm going to bed now and dream about fluffy white bunnies.
stories
By Kupo's little
sister
Part 1
Disclaimer: Any characters off video games, movies, books, tv shows etc. are not owned by me, they belong to squaresoft or whoever made the video game, movie, book, tv show etc. Sorry, i'm kinda pants at the disclaimer
thing.
Story note: Anyone who has no sense of humour, does not laugh easily or hates 5-15 line stories that waste thier time should go read another, more sane, fanfic. NOW! Reviews that say stuff like "Who said you could write?!"
or "This isn't funny, get a life!" or "This was just a total waste of time!" should not be sent, because I just warned you! Anyone else please
feel free to R&R though : )
So for those crazy people who want to carry on, let us begin...
The story of the cup of tea. (This story was originally written by my psycho 18 year old cousin, Marie. She wrote it last winter when my dad's fire totally gave up on us. We all
froze to death!)
It was a cold winter saturday and Faye had gone to her dad Phil's house for the weekend. Her aunt Kate and cousin Marie had come for a visit, like they
do every week.
"Marie, I think your mum wants a cup of tea." Said Fayes dad.
"Aww, can't she do it?" Complained Marie, who seemed to be sadistically on a rampage as an old lady in an 18 wheeler on Grand Theft
Auto III on the PS2. She called it 'Granny theft auto'
"No, because your mum is talking to me, and you're just playing on the
Playstation"
"God, it's freezing in here, can't you put the fire on?" Kate asked Phil. Phil got up and tried to turn on the fire whilst Marie went to make
the cups of tea.
"Anyone else want anything?" Marie asked in a sarcastic tone, but suddnly she stopped. She had heard a gun shot! She dropped the cup! Marie re-entered the living room, where Phil had shot Kate because she called his
fire 'crappy'.
THE END
Time for another story, I think!
ESCAPE FROM VENDA (This story is actually being written by me right now, a kind of make-it-up
as you go along!)
Chapter 1: The Escape
I opened my eyes, my vision was blurred. I came to my senses and got up. Where I was I couldn't remember but I knew I had to get out. The lights were blacked out, I couldn't see a thing. I lit a flare and I saw where a really funny smell was coming from. Next to me were my comrades Sophie and
Ethan. Dead.
"Now the only comfort is happy thoughts," I thought to myself. "Happy
thoughts like, err, fluffy white bunnies. Oh bugger, that reminds me! I forgot to set my VCR to tape the last ever Buffy! I wish I didn't have to
save the world now!"
Pathfinder landed on my shoulder, a tear ran down his cheek of cold metallic feathers. Next to me were my djinn, all seven of them; Mist,
Hail, Sleet, Tonic, Dew, Fizz and Spritz.
"Lets get outta' here!" I cried.
I ran as fast as I could, my djinn and Pathfinder close behind. I didn't know where we were going, I didn't care. As long as we were getting
out. Then I heard a noise. Out of nowhere came a huge tidal wave.
"Frost!" I shouted. The tidal wave froze. We sneaked past, and carried
on down the hall. A door was in front of us.
"Sleet!" Screamed Sleet. Launching himself head-first at the door, and
ramming it so hard his it creaked and bent.
"Nice job, you broke the door down!" I cheered.
That's the end of chapter 1.
Continued in Part 3
Since it's december, here are some festive notes:
NEVER accept a gift with air holes.
Referring to Santa as "Reindeer Boy" will get you on his naughty list. When serving Christmas dinner to elves, always have booster seats handy.
Visit your relatives before they visit you!
Bad presents today make great gifts tomorrow.
Never allow snowmen in the house. They leave puddles.
Noel! That's french for "Gimmie!"
Avoid sudden holiday weight gain. Gain weight all year long!
For that person who has everything, get a security system. On Christmas Eve remember the cookies and milk (and leave a little somthing
for Santa, too!)
Keep a tight rein on your cash. Use your credit cards instead.
You gotta wish big to get big!
Before trying that fruitcake, remember... you are what you eat.
No matter how good you have been, it never hurts to bribe Santa!
I will now tell you a alternative ending to Kingdom Hearts:
Sora had locked the door to the light, and he turned to face Kairi. As her
platform slowly fell away, she grabbed Sora's hand.
"We'll always be together Sora! Always in my Heart!" She called
"Yeah, and i'll find a way back!" Replied Sora, holding Kairi's hand tighter. Suddenly the platform moved away, Kairi's feet began to slip, she
lost her grip and fell into the deep depths below...
"Soraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" She called, falling to her doom.
THE END
Well, I just can't be bothered anymore so i'm going to bed now and dream about fluffy white bunnies.