Authors Notes:
I've got an outline of my six pack.
In a abandoned warehouse that laid ahead, two young girls were found cuddling eachother in the lacking of light corner; it was as if they knew that they were not alone.
A frigid breeze entered the dark room; penetrating the girls fragile body. Their azure, abridged hair danced rhythmically with the arctic wind..
.. One of the girls felt a faint touch upon their shoulder; A whistle in their ear.
She turned sharply around to find herself separated from her sister abruptly; no noise was produced from her sister's action. Instead, the room remained silent..
A hero clad in green was on the path to discovering the girl. His name, quite evidently, was Link.
After searching repeatedly for clues, a strand of cobalt hair floated in the wind. Strangely, the sudden breeze was produced from Link's rear, and left a revolting stench as his rear 'deformed'. His rear then perked up excitedly as he grunted with glee; Link was proud of what he had produced.
Unfortunately, much to Link's horror, an angel abruptly appeared from his buttocks; cleaving Link's rear in half. Link groaned in agony as the angel flew around in circle above him.
"Hey!" The angel's clarion voice squeaked- attracting Link's attention.
"Your mama's so fat, I mistook her for a bus!"
Link immediately bursted into tears; his mother was dead.
Sniffling, Link immediately responded to the mean angel.
"Yeh, well," Link paused momentarily as he choked on a tear, "Your mama is so fat, I thought her belly button was a trampoline!"
The angel began screeching, "Your mama's so fat, I don't know what breed she is!"
Link narrowed his eyes down at the angel, before becoming enraged with him. Or her.
"Your mama's so fat, I thought she was you!" Link crossed his arms smugly, before continuing himself, "Oh, and we all died."
Suddenly, silence ruptured the street. Or banana.
The angel released tears as he revolved himself away from Link,
"You hurt me, man. You really did."
Link opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the angel's hand.
"You really did- we're over, I'm going home."
Desolate music began playing as the angel turned on his heels to leave. The angel began preparing himself to enter his home; Link's rear.
Link was sad.
"Come on man, don't be like that." Link pleaded. Almost immediately, the angel entered his buttocks; causing Link to yelp at the abrupt pain.
A crippled old lady walked past Link, ranting on about 'hobbies'.
"Urgh, I just hate constipation!" The lady complained vigorously, before dying of a gorgeous appearance.
Authors Notes:
The outline is still there.