AN: Heya readers! It's me the Taito-lovin' Heaven's Angel Chick on a joint account with my best friend. So anyway, we were bored one day and thus is born the Cody Chronicles. EXTREMELY stupid and with no point whatsoever. So don't flame. This is suppose to suck. It's suppose to be funny and stupid and gay and etc... Anyway onward!
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Dislclaimer: I don't own nuthin', not even my own sanity.
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CODY CHRONICLES
Chapter One
Cody vs. The Weed Wacker ((AN: DUM DUM DUM!))
One boring day, 10 year old Cody Hida ((AN:I have no fin' clue how old Cody is so he's 10)) sat in his room playing with his Digimon, Upamon. Upamon was an off-tan color and had messed up looking ears and he was a head. Literally, he was a talking head. ((AN: Kinda like Koromon huh? Anyone remember that episode? Well anyway, sorry, you can continue)).
"Cody-san, don't you have Kendo today?" his mother asked. Cody got up and walked out into the kitchen where his mother stood.
"No mama, grandpa broke his leg." Cody said, hoping to get out of Kendo.
"Oh well okay. Well, since his leg is broken, you'll have to go outside and do lawn work." his mother told him.
"o.0? Like what kind of lawn work?" Cody asked.
"Well, your grandpa just bought a weed wacker and since he can't go out and wack those weeds, you'll have to do it for him." She said and went back to her cooking. Cody left the room, sulking.
"C'mon Upamon, we have to do lawn work." Cody said as he went back to his bedroom.
"HUZZAH!" Upamon shouted and turned to face Cody. "Go do it yourself." He went back to jumping on the bed. Cody frowned.
"What a helpful Digimon." Cody muttered to himself and went outside to the garage and got out the weed wacker.
He turned it on and went along the edges of the fence, wacking weeds and letting the weed wacker do it's job. What he did not notice was a plastic toy elephant scrunched up in a corner and when he came to it, the weed wacker cut into millions and millions of itsy bitsy pieces, some of which flew at Cody and one of which flew into his eye. He quickly dropped the weed wacker which spun outta control and seared his leg. With one hand on his eye and the other holding his gash in his leg closed so the blood didn't come gushing out and make him die.The weed wacker made it's way over to his mother's flowers and his grandpa's prune plants.((AN:Prunes are dried plums, but I don't care.)) "NO!" He yelled and tried his best to crawl over to it. Unfortunately, the weed wacker was faster and after mauling the flowers and prunes it went after Cody. Cody let go of his eye and leg, which produced gallons and gallons of blood. He ran into the house into the kitchen crying.
"What's wrong Cody dear?" His mother asked, completely oblivious to her daughter's--er--son's eye and leg. Cody crumbled to the floor sobbing.
"Th-the weed wacker got me! It jumped me, ma!" Cody sobbed and convulsed, throwing up all over the tile.
"Cody, what's wrong with you! Now go get a mop and clean this mess up!" His mother ordered and went back to cooking once more. Cody sobbed harder and crawled his way to a closet. He grabbed a mop, dripping blood all the while. He cleaned up his pukey mess and made his way into the bathrrom. He took one look at himself and almost fainted. He quickly grabbed his cell phone and dialed 9-1-1.
ACTUAL 9-1-1 CALL
"Hello, what is your emergency?" The lady said.
"MY EYE! MY LEG! MY BLOOD! All over the place! I'm bleeding! I can't see with both eyes!" Cody sobbed.
"Sir, do you know who did this to you?" the lady asked.
"THE WEED WACKER!!!!! It jumped me, I swear! I do not lie!"
"....um, sir where do you live?"
"IN THE WOMB!" Cody yelled, going delerious.
"....Sir, do you need help?..."
"BRETHREN!"
Click-dial tone. The lady had hung up.
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Just then Cody's grandpa walked in. "OMFG!!!!" He yelled and ran, his leg obviously not broken, to Cody's side. He magicked a stretcher out of thin air and placed his grandson upon it and flew on a magic carpet to the hospital.
END OF CHAPTER ONE
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AN: Yes, extremely stupid. BUT I laughed out loud a few times writing this. The next chapter will be done by my best friend and co-writer, Ze aka NiteMair. Until then tell me what you thought of Cody Chronicles and stay tuned to Chapter Two: Cody vs. The IV Needle, lol. So long!
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Dislclaimer: I don't own nuthin', not even my own sanity.
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CODY CHRONICLES
Chapter One
Cody vs. The Weed Wacker ((AN: DUM DUM DUM!))
One boring day, 10 year old Cody Hida ((AN:I have no fin' clue how old Cody is so he's 10)) sat in his room playing with his Digimon, Upamon. Upamon was an off-tan color and had messed up looking ears and he was a head. Literally, he was a talking head. ((AN: Kinda like Koromon huh? Anyone remember that episode? Well anyway, sorry, you can continue)).
"Cody-san, don't you have Kendo today?" his mother asked. Cody got up and walked out into the kitchen where his mother stood.
"No mama, grandpa broke his leg." Cody said, hoping to get out of Kendo.
"Oh well okay. Well, since his leg is broken, you'll have to go outside and do lawn work." his mother told him.
"o.0? Like what kind of lawn work?" Cody asked.
"Well, your grandpa just bought a weed wacker and since he can't go out and wack those weeds, you'll have to do it for him." She said and went back to her cooking. Cody left the room, sulking.
"C'mon Upamon, we have to do lawn work." Cody said as he went back to his bedroom.
"HUZZAH!" Upamon shouted and turned to face Cody. "Go do it yourself." He went back to jumping on the bed. Cody frowned.
"What a helpful Digimon." Cody muttered to himself and went outside to the garage and got out the weed wacker.
He turned it on and went along the edges of the fence, wacking weeds and letting the weed wacker do it's job. What he did not notice was a plastic toy elephant scrunched up in a corner and when he came to it, the weed wacker cut into millions and millions of itsy bitsy pieces, some of which flew at Cody and one of which flew into his eye. He quickly dropped the weed wacker which spun outta control and seared his leg. With one hand on his eye and the other holding his gash in his leg closed so the blood didn't come gushing out and make him die.The weed wacker made it's way over to his mother's flowers and his grandpa's prune plants.((AN:Prunes are dried plums, but I don't care.)) "NO!" He yelled and tried his best to crawl over to it. Unfortunately, the weed wacker was faster and after mauling the flowers and prunes it went after Cody. Cody let go of his eye and leg, which produced gallons and gallons of blood. He ran into the house into the kitchen crying.
"What's wrong Cody dear?" His mother asked, completely oblivious to her daughter's--er--son's eye and leg. Cody crumbled to the floor sobbing.
"Th-the weed wacker got me! It jumped me, ma!" Cody sobbed and convulsed, throwing up all over the tile.
"Cody, what's wrong with you! Now go get a mop and clean this mess up!" His mother ordered and went back to cooking once more. Cody sobbed harder and crawled his way to a closet. He grabbed a mop, dripping blood all the while. He cleaned up his pukey mess and made his way into the bathrrom. He took one look at himself and almost fainted. He quickly grabbed his cell phone and dialed 9-1-1.
ACTUAL 9-1-1 CALL
"Hello, what is your emergency?" The lady said.
"MY EYE! MY LEG! MY BLOOD! All over the place! I'm bleeding! I can't see with both eyes!" Cody sobbed.
"Sir, do you know who did this to you?" the lady asked.
"THE WEED WACKER!!!!! It jumped me, I swear! I do not lie!"
"....um, sir where do you live?"
"IN THE WOMB!" Cody yelled, going delerious.
"....Sir, do you need help?..."
"BRETHREN!"
Click-dial tone. The lady had hung up.
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Just then Cody's grandpa walked in. "OMFG!!!!" He yelled and ran, his leg obviously not broken, to Cody's side. He magicked a stretcher out of thin air and placed his grandson upon it and flew on a magic carpet to the hospital.
END OF CHAPTER ONE
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AN: Yes, extremely stupid. BUT I laughed out loud a few times writing this. The next chapter will be done by my best friend and co-writer, Ze aka NiteMair. Until then tell me what you thought of Cody Chronicles and stay tuned to Chapter Two: Cody vs. The IV Needle, lol. So long!