The Misadventures of Ron the Hobo
One quiet morning in an alleyway in London, a hobo by the name of Ron awoke to start a new day. This day was going to be as trying as the last, but Ron hoped that it would work out in the end. Opening his eyes, he rolled over, the newspapers crumpling under him. He heard a few squeaks and moans, but passed them off as rats he had probably just rolled on. Standing, he looked around to see that the Parkinson's, who he lived by, had recently discarded a decent amount of trash. Overjoyed, he raced to the can and dug in. Finding the good stuff was the hard part. He came out with a good haul, and sat down to breakfast.
As noon rolled around, Ron set off to the local muggle supermarket to root around in the dumpster. It took about a half hour to get there, but the dumpster was filled to the brim. Ron liked sundays the most because it was the day right before trash pickup day. He removed his paper bags tied to his feet and jumped in. Ron was especially lucky today. There was old soda cans and other assorted recyclable trash in this dumpster. He collected all he could carry and set out to the center. Once he reached said center, he exchanged the goodies he acquired from the big metal box of hope, as he liked to call it, for $12.37. Overjoyed, Ron scuttled out of the center and went back to his alley, where he ate a small dinner of apple cores and assorted rodent parts.
At about six, Ron set out for the liquor store. He had $12.37 in his pocket fashioned out of a plastic bag AND a paper one. As he walked in, Seamus, the manager, recognized him right away. "Hey there, Ron! How's you doing today?" Seamus asked.
"Quite fine, thanks. So you got any scotch left after happy hour today?"
"Sure do! Here ya go. That'll be $9.50 for one bottle."
This was Ron's lucky day, he had leftover money even after he got his fix! He paid Seamus happily and went back to his alleyway.
Losing track of time, Ron accidentally fell asleep before he got any food in him. He simply chugged and fell fast asleep with one thought in his head, "I wish everyday was like this one. Oh well." At that, Ron fell asleep in his own filth, only to awaken the next day. Most hobos just live their lives away, but not Ron. What he doesn't know is that after he falls asleep, he awakens again as Superhobo! Fighting crime whereever the Knightbus can take him. Unfortunately for Ron, he doesn't realize this, and can't accept any of the awards that were offered to him. So he again awakens, and fights crime valiantly, but I won't get into that.
One quiet morning in an alleyway in London, a hobo by the name of Ron awoke to start a new day. This day was going to be as trying as the last, but Ron hoped that it would work out in the end. Opening his eyes, he rolled over, the newspapers crumpling under him. He heard a few squeaks and moans, but passed them off as rats he had probably just rolled on. Standing, he looked around to see that the Parkinson's, who he lived by, had recently discarded a decent amount of trash. Overjoyed, he raced to the can and dug in. Finding the good stuff was the hard part. He came out with a good haul, and sat down to breakfast.
As noon rolled around, Ron set off to the local muggle supermarket to root around in the dumpster. It took about a half hour to get there, but the dumpster was filled to the brim. Ron liked sundays the most because it was the day right before trash pickup day. He removed his paper bags tied to his feet and jumped in. Ron was especially lucky today. There was old soda cans and other assorted recyclable trash in this dumpster. He collected all he could carry and set out to the center. Once he reached said center, he exchanged the goodies he acquired from the big metal box of hope, as he liked to call it, for $12.37. Overjoyed, Ron scuttled out of the center and went back to his alley, where he ate a small dinner of apple cores and assorted rodent parts.
At about six, Ron set out for the liquor store. He had $12.37 in his pocket fashioned out of a plastic bag AND a paper one. As he walked in, Seamus, the manager, recognized him right away. "Hey there, Ron! How's you doing today?" Seamus asked.
"Quite fine, thanks. So you got any scotch left after happy hour today?"
"Sure do! Here ya go. That'll be $9.50 for one bottle."
This was Ron's lucky day, he had leftover money even after he got his fix! He paid Seamus happily and went back to his alleyway.
Losing track of time, Ron accidentally fell asleep before he got any food in him. He simply chugged and fell fast asleep with one thought in his head, "I wish everyday was like this one. Oh well." At that, Ron fell asleep in his own filth, only to awaken the next day. Most hobos just live their lives away, but not Ron. What he doesn't know is that after he falls asleep, he awakens again as Superhobo! Fighting crime whereever the Knightbus can take him. Unfortunately for Ron, he doesn't realize this, and can't accept any of the awards that were offered to him. So he again awakens, and fights crime valiantly, but I won't get into that.