DISCLAIMER: I own everything! Even Alicia! Mwahahahaha! No, I don't.
Comment and fav plz peepz! XD Flames will be used to cook mah next chicken and taters dinner LOLOLOL I'm so random XD XD XD
It is a beautiful night, the heavens awash in a sea of stars. The dinner setup is illuminated by the gently smouldering remains of the freight plane a hundred meters away.
"What a lovely evening," Denise says amicably. Alicia looks up from her half-eaten chicken leg and whispers, "Farts."
Having polished off three chicken wings and two drumsticks and five other miscellaneous fried chicken limbs, Denise rises to her feet quickly and whispers, "I must go." Alicia jumps to her feet as well, yelling, "FARTS! FARTSFARTSFARTSFATDRTASTAS!" which Denise takes to mean, "No! We have so much more farting to do together!"
A single cold tear rolls down Denise's cheek.
"Canada needs me, Alicia. Canada needs me to crash land my plane into other uncharted territories to bring fried chicken and tater dinners to unsuspecting schmucks," she cries out in desperation.
Alicia begins to throw a tantrum, but the other girl whispers, "You have to stay quiet, Feasts,"
and does a double take because where the hell did that come from that wasn't part of the script
Alicia opens her (thankfully chicken-free) mouth and begins to scream.
In the midst of the confusion, a random sea appears! If one swims across this sea, it takes you straight to Canada, because I said so.
Anyway, Denise throws the script to the ground, barely disguised rancor in her eyes, and dives into the murky depths and disappears. Worried, Alicia decides to follow her; the sight that greets her underwater takes her breath away, literally.
A handsome, effeminate young mancreature by the name of Kira Kira Elf-chama notices the wildly flailing human girl a few meters above him slowly thrashing her way into unconsciousness. He swftly swims to her rescue. It is not specified whether he is a merman or a Nukaruka, but nobody really cares.
Kira Kira Elf-chama takes her to shore and gazes quietly upon the (loudly) slumbering Alicia. Suddenly the girl sits up, coughs up water, looks at her saviour and yells, "DINNER", and attacks him with her nailclaws.
Kira Kira Elf-chama, brave and lauded inhabitant of the depths, was never seen again.
The lesson of this story, boys and girls, is to always be wary of girls that seem to say nothing but "farts" and have claws for nails. You might be their next dinner.
But, you say, you can't prove it! How do we know this isn't just a story? Well, my intrepid little booger factory, this is why I know:
My name is Denise, and I saw everything unfold with my own two eyes as I swam to Canada and turned to look back at the friend I had left behind.
Who is Kira Kira Elf-chama? Is he the dude in the cover picture? Will this ever get a sequel? Stay tuned!
Don't forget to R & R! LOL ! ^_^