The Beginning
So this is a story about an adventure where stuff happens. Shut up, yes it is. No, you're the asshole. Shut up
"I wanna do a thing," Billy compained. Billy was not a boy. Nor a girl. He was a cheese box. He was also autistic. He had no friends.
"Shut up, lol. Ur mom GAY," said the cereal box next to him.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT MOMMY. I'M GONNA TELL ON YOU" Billy yelled.
"Oh, DANGLERDOODLE."
"YOU SAID A BAD WORD ON MY CHRISTIAN FORTNITE SERVER! THAT'S IT, I'M TELLING!"
The cereal box procedes to die.
Billy does not know a mysterious thing is gonna hit him.
A Minecraft pickaxe was thrown at him. He died instantly.
End or whatever. I'm going home. Man, I hope my car didn't run away. Oh, dangit. It ran away. Well what now. Oh, I'll wait for it to return to me.
