Five Golden Rings
Note: This is my first humor fic. Please review, and don't be too harsh.
"On the first day of christmas my true love gave to me, an Xbox 360!" Mastercheif sang.
"Cheif, pay attention, we might crash!" Cortana yelled.
"Dude, sorry, I just got bored, that's all," Mastercheif replied.
They were driving toward the longsword in the Pillar of Auttum that's soon will blow up.
"On the fifth day of christmas my true router gave to me! Five golden pings!" Mastercheif sang.
"For the last fucking time, pay attention, and a true router dosen't give you pings, it makes it lower, also it's rings, not pings!" Cortana yelled.
"Well your a bitch! So fuck off!" Cheif replied.
The warthog ran over some spec ops grunts along the hallway.
"On the fifth day of christmas, the forerunners gave to me! Five golden rings!" Cheif yelled in joy.
"The halo's aren't golden! They are chromish, and they are weapons of mass destruction you bastard! Now pay attention to the road or I'll-"
The cheif whacked his helmet where Cortana's datachip was.
"I'll prove it to you that halo is golden!" Cheif yelled, turning the wheel, speeding towards a hole in the wall that lead to the desert 50-feet below.
"What the hell are you doing retard! The desert is golden! Not the fucking ring!" Cortana yelled, but the cheif kept on going. "Oh fine! I admit it! Halo is golden! Just turn around you asshole!"
The cheif kept on going, and the warthog flew into the desert sky.
"See you bitch! Halo's golden! If it's not, what's the color of the ground you bitch! See, all you do is scream, I win! Uhhhh oops-" the cheif said.
The hog crashed into the hard, yellow, and sandy ground, and crumpled up. The pillar of auttum exploded, and everyone died. The end!