Crumpets

"We're out of crumpets!"

"Go get some more then!"

"You know the party starts in five minutes!"

"Arguing will get us nowhere. I'll just go and get some then."

The dinosaurs were arguing non stop. They could barely get the rest of the refreshments in order for the New Year's Eve party.

"Why do we even NEED crumpets?"

"Because the guests will love them!"

"You're only saying that because you like them- *ding dong*

"Shoot, they're here already?"

"Maybe if you hadn't thrown a fit about those stupid crumpets, we would have been more productive- *ding dong ding dong ding dong*

"I'll get it." Bob walked to the door knocking things over along the way. His giant tail was something that he said cursed him.

"Greetings! How are you this evening Mr. and Mrs. Kooke?"

"Fine, just fine."

"Good, come on in!" Bob turned right around to let them in and nearly hit Mr. Kooke in the head.

"We haven't had such luck with the snow this year," said Mrs. Kooke, "Why one day, we couldn't see two feet in front of our car."

"Oh my that sounds quite horrible. How about you go say hello to Joe." Bob was one to always believe in bad luck and fairy tales. He never left the house without his book of fairy tales. He took that thing everywhere.

"Do you have any crumpets?" Bob could faintly hear the voice of Mr. Kooke talking to Joe.

"I told you Joe, we needed them!"

"Settle down Bob, I'll go get some then." Joe was very ticked off, but Bob knew he'd cool down, eventually. Joe slammed the door, leaving a couple snowflakes from outside behind.

"I hope he comes back soon."

The wind was howling while Bob and the Kookes were sitting at the fire watching television.

"The wind's really picking up, I hope Joe is okay." *CRASH!* The lights went out and everything was pitch black.

"AHHHHHHHH! What happened!?"

"Bob, the power just went out, it's okay."

"Quick, get a candle from the kitchen." Mr. Kooke went into the kitchen, there was dead silence and then a loud blood curdling scream.

"Mr. Kooke!" Bob and Mrs. Kooke yelled, "What happened!?" There was no response, just something that could have been recognized as snickering, but Bob wasn't sure. Finally, they ran to the kitchen in search for Mr. Kooke, but there wasn't a trace of him.

"Where did he go Bob?"

"I don't know, but we really need to turn on the power."

"Where's the power box?"

"In the basement."

"Don't make a sound, we don't know if someone else is here." Bob and Mrs. Kooke were slowly walking down the creaky stairs, they were completely scared to death. Suddenly, they heard a loud crash.

"What was that!?"

"I don't know, we need to get to that box." They finally got into the basement before they heard another crash.

"I'm going to go investigate, you find the power box."

"I don't think that's a good-

"Just go."

"Fine." The next minute Bob heard a loud scream.

"Mrs. Kooke?! Are you okay? Mrs. Kooke!" Bob flipped on the power switch and ran towards the scream. He saw three shadows pop up from behind him and turned around.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Ha ha ha ha, wow Bob I really scared you didn't I."

"That wasn't funny Joe. Mr. and Mrs. Kooke, you were in on this too?"

"Yea, Joe wanted revenge from you arguing about those stupid crumpets."

"THIS WAS ALL ABOUT CRUMPETS?!" Bob yelled.

"And knocking my collectables over." Just like that it was over, they all watched the ball drop on T.V. and counted down till midnight.

The End