Ow: I'm not even gonna start on how happy I'd be if I owned Cheese-or anything about Foster's!
CHAP. 1- CHOCOLATE MILK!
Cheese woke up in the bed he shared with Louese. He got up and walked out silently as to not wake her up. He was quiet all down the stairs, out the door, down the driveway, down the street, inside the wrong story, and all through the park. He sat on a bench, and waited. He sang as he waited,
"I'm a horsey! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! Bud-da-dump! BUD-DA-DUUUUUUUUMP!"
A lady with a walked by and stopped at the sight of him. People usually stop to see cheese because of something he's saying or doing. But this time it was because of his face. It wasn't because of the way his whole head moved when he talks, but because of the fact that his face was blue from not breathing while he pretended he was a horsey.
"Oh, you poor thing! Here have a juice box." She said, pulling a green juice box out of her perse.
"Thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaank you!" Cheese said.
The lady walked away, and cheese was waving his hands around and screaming,
"Bye, lady! Bye! Bye! Bye lady! Lady, bye! Bye, lady! Bye!"
Cheese looked at the juice box.
"Chocolate milk." He said.
He took a long, annoying slurp; followed by,
"I like chocolate milk!"