This happened during class time in math class. While listening to a video on something really boring( I can't remember what) me and my friend wrote a story. I wrote one sentence and she wrote another. Chaos ensued.
Once upon a time, there was a fan girl. Who squealed at any pictures of her favorite anime character from the show Pokemon. She thought Pikachu was the hottest thing ever. She was so crazy for pikachu that her car was a pikachu, her favorite color was yellow and instead of saying "what?" she says "Pika? Chu?" and tilts her head, just like a pikachu.
But unfortunately tragedy struck, her beloved pikachu car was in an accident and the repair shop painted it GREEN. She cried herself to sleep that night. People now referred to it as the ZOMBIE RODENT CAR OF DOOM that smelled like cheese. The guys at the repair shop where big fans of gouda.
Now she wears only black in mourning for the once hot and beautiful pikachu it once was. Then she had a dream. Pikachu spoke to her, in a Scottish accent. "Use the force…..sorry wrong fan base. Have a bake sale to finance the repainting of your car."
So she created the bake sale, because Pikachu said so, it was a smashing success and she continued to worship her beloved Pikachu. Her car was perfectly painted and she had enough money left over to buy a dress and to go to England. Her mission? To convert the population to Pika-ism, her newly created religion.
So she went to England in a Pikachu shaped carriage and the horses where spray painted yellow and had pikachu shaped hats. When she got to England in her Pika-coach, she created a large speech to promote her new religion that she claimed the creator of Pokemon founded.
At her speech she met the creator of Pokemon and a vampire, the creator sued her for all she was worth and the vampire wore a red hat and sunglasses, at night. The vampire thought to put the girl out of her misery and drew his gun, but invited her for tea with the queen instead. They had a lovely time eating little sandwiches.
She excused her self to the bathroom. In the bathroom she found a blue duck. Only thing was she didn't know she was hallucinating only because the vampire got her high on crack and lots of sugar. The duck told her to go to the stables where she would meet TULIP: the magical winged stallion, mythical god of cheese. The fan girl liked cheese so she went. This time she refused to start a new religion because Kraft cheese would sue her and she'd be miserable again.
During an epic game of hopscotch with Tulip she but his ear and discovered that he was made of cheese under his fur. She ate Tulip and gained immortality, eternal happiness, ultimate power and a hundred pounds.
THE END of our boredom.
Please review and tell me how insane I was.
