Where you Weight More on!
-AngelBolt
Alright, before I start off, I'd like to say something. Something. Nah, I'm kiddin' This is a story my Science teacher thought of, one of those get rich quick schemes. I put it in a CL setting, because, well... I could see Odd doing this very easily... It's actually pretty funny! And it's true too! All of the stuff you find in here is completely do-able, but technically, you can't do it because of false advertising laws. So, this story is dedicated to My science teacher, Mr. Bremburg!
DISSIE: Alright, I don't Own CL, I just use their characters, valuable roller blading time, and a science teacher's ideas. And an overactive imagination!
Setting: It's about ten years from now. Odd's opened his own production company and has now started a hit American TV show called 'Where You Weigh More On!' He's sending out an invitation to his old friends to come and see his latest work!
"Jere, Mail's here!"
"Oh, terrific. I bet it's another piece of junk... YES!"
"Another piece of Junk yes? What's a Junk yes?"
"No, It's an invite to Odd's studio!"
"Great! Where is it?"
"Says in... America? Wow, he went far..."
"Terrific! I always wanted to go there..."
"Well now we are! Says here to get Yumi and Ulrich to come, he couldn't find there address."
"Good thing we kept in touch then..."
Alright, Zoom Up! Now the time is a few weeks later, and everyone just arrived at the airport!
"So, uh, when does he pick us up?"
"Says... about 9. What time is it?" Jeremie muttered off.
"It's uh... Ack! He's three hours late!" Aelita gawked at the little watch.
"No, I mean without the Time zones! That's it, someone find a clock so we can all reset our watches."
"Uh, there's one!"
"Great, and it's 9:05. Brilliant."
"So? Mabey he's here already!"
"Well that's great. But how do we know what he looks like? I mean, we're talking about someone who changes his look every ten seconds..."
"And he's still the same purple loving, artistic, walking black hole for food."
"Oh, my god... It's him!" A swarm of people raced over to the drop off area.
"No! It's a stampede!"
"What are they racing after?"
"Some famous guy I think..."
"You don't think it's?"
"Nah! I mean, come on. Odd's good, but he's not that good."
"No, but he's that good!" Aelita pointed out towards the blob of obnoxious people. In the middle was someone waving their hands a little. The crowd parted in two.
"Well I think we found him!"
"He hasn't changed..." Our little collection of people stared at the man striding through the crowd. He was completely clad in purple, except for a pink and yellow shirt underneath the purple jacket. And he had yellow hair with a giant purple blip in the middle, all done up in a large spike.
"You think that's him?"
"No way, He's too tall. The last time I saw Odd, He was still very short.
"Well, fancy meeting you here!" The person walked up to the stranded people.
"Yup, that's Odd, with a better vocabulary."
"What's the matter? Is there something on my face or somethin'?
"No, Just not used to looking up at you..."
"Funny. Yup, that's definitely Aelita all grown up. Now how about we talk on the way to the studios?"
"Really? So, what are we riding in?"
"What else?" Odd pointed to a very large purple limo.
"Yup, you're Odd, Still as purple crazy as ever."
"Always have, always will. I can't wait to show you guys my newest project!"
Kay! That's enough for now! Now, through this story, I'm going to ask you what this title means. Think it through carefully! Sound it out...
So, where DO you weigh more on?
-Five square productions
Java man knew nothing about coffee.
