This is a story that I came up with while trying to sleep. I normally write Invader Zim stories, but this came up to me and I couldn't sleep without writing it. In this story, I write in my usual style…random.
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim…err…Kirby. I'm still getting used to this.
The Randomest Ever Story About a Waddle Dee!
King Dedede was hungry. He saw a Waddle Dee nearby.
The Waddle Dee's name was Grover Cleveland the Third, even though:
A. Waddle Dees don't have names.
B. What happened to Grover Cleveland the Second?
"Hey!" He called, "Get me somethin' to eat!"
Grover Cleveland the Third, for some reason, started to roll around the floor. Sparks flew from it's head. Crackle! Crackle!
What was going on? Was it going insane? Did it have too much sugar? Did it get too little sleep the night before? Why am I asking you these questions? Do you know the answer? Why don't I?
Okay, I'll stop now.
*KABOOM!*
It went boom. Many fireworks appeared. Red, blue, green, any color imaginable, you name it. Cool smoke effects went off. There was tons of lightning striking the ground.
Then, a rain cloud appeared out of nowhere. It started to rain…
Figs.
And then an abnormally-sized cucumber fell from the cloud. It cracked open once it hit the ground. And inside it was the Grover Cleveland the Third, holding a sack of potatoes.
And that is how Grover Cleveland the Third used his awesome awesomeness to become the president of the lost city of Atlantis.
I think I may have had a little too much sugar.
Fun Activity time!: Empty out your bathtubs…using a colander!
