Robin sighed in satisfaction as he put his new Animorphs book onto the couch. That was really good, he thought, as he got up.
He wandered into the kitchen. Cookies, he thought. I need cookies. He pulled a box of Oreo Cookies out of the cupboard and poured himself a cup of milk. He pulled out a handful of Oreos, picked up his milk, and walked back into the television. He sat back on the couch, placing his glass of milk on the table next to the couch.
He bit into the cookie, savoring the chocolate and vanilla flavor. I wonder what's on television tonight, he thought. Maybe I should check. Where is the remote?
Robin groped around on the couch with his hand until he found the remote control. He held it in his hand, aimed it at the television, and hit the "On" button.
The television picture flickered onto the screen. For a second, Robin just stared in a combination of awe and horror at the television for a few seconds.
Then he started screaming. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he screamed. He fell off the couch and collapsed on the floor, screaming and writhing in pain.
He screamed, louder and louder, as he rolled over and over on the floor in agony. Blood seeped from his ears, leaking out onto the floor, leaving a dark red halo surrounding his head.
The inhuman moans of fear and pain continued until he twitched three times, screamed again, and his head exploded.
The mangled remains of Robin's body lay sprawled on the floor, next to a spilled cup of milk and half an Oreo cookie.
The only sound in the house was the blaring of the television saying,
"Tune in next week for another exciting episode of Animorphs Television…"