Alright, I know this isn't a story, and I know this probably breaks the rules, but I don't care. They can delete this document, they can delete my account. I don't care. And if this is all just a joke, and the show isn't canceled, I won't be ashamed or embarrassed in the least by this submission, I'll be overjoyed and eternally thankful.
It's the end of the world. They cancelled Billy and Mandy. The day I have been dreading for so long has come. It's over, It's over, It's over, It's over, It's over, It's over, It's over, It's over. THE BASTARDS CANCELLED IT!!! GOD DAMN IT!!!!!
ARGGGHHHHHHHHHUGEHYIOGYIHBGOYGBYGBYGBYGBVUYGFWFNUFIHBNIG!$!$#$!$#!$#!!!!!!!!
Crap.
Seriously, they cancelled it. At least according to wikipedia, some guy at a tv website and a letter supposedly written by the creator (I'm assuming its authentic).
I don't know what to do. All the other cartoons on tv suck. I don't even feel like writing stories anymore (maybe that's not such a bad thing). I just don't know…
Does Grim ever escape from Billy and Mandy? Is General Skarr gay? Is Billy really Jewish? And what's the deal with Billy and Mandy's improbable friendship? We'll never know. We'll never freakin' know.
In order for this to qualify (according to the guidelines) it has to be a fan fiction story. So here we go…
The Badgers Cometh.
A story by frogman.
One day, Grim was walking down the street, whistling happily to himself and stopping occasionally to smell the flowers.
Suddenly, a disgruntled Eskimo dressed liked a highly-paid business executive appeared, carrying with him a garbage bag full of a rather ornery pack of prize-winning fighting badgers.
Grim stopped to say hello, "Hello Mr. Eskimo, how are-"
The reaper was very rudely interrupted by his artic friend, "It's Inuit! Inuit you jackass!!!" He screamed, flinging his badgers at the skeleton with reckless abandon.
"ME BONES!!! ME BEAUTIFUL, AWARD-WINNING BONES!!!" Grim wailed in agony, as the blood thirsty rodents (badgers eqauls rodents? I don't feel like looking it up) sunk their fangs into his tender, white flesh. Within seconds, the beloved death bringer was torn to shreds.
NEW WORLD ORDER, NEW WORLD ORDER!!!
THE END (there was so much deep symbolism in that story that it scares me).
Now what the hell am I supposed to do?