Campfire Stories From Hell
Chapter 1
**Authors Notes: This fic is in script format the *s around words are actions and the ( ) with words in them are my comments. Thanks and please read and review!!**
Joey was in the kitchen of his house.
Joey: *begins stroking the bag of marshmallows he's holding* Hello little sweet marshmallows. I love you, oh yes I do! *he shuts his eyes and continues petting the plastic covering the pillows of puffy sugar*(I have more about this somewhere . . . when I find it I'll enter it!)
Squirrel on the windowsill: *stares blankly* chikoo chikoo! (this character comes around a lot in the fic tehe)
***
Joey packed up all of his camping things and put them in a backpack. Kaiba was bringing a tent for three, so was Yugi, Ryou and Tea. But Joey wanted to pick up the last thing . . .
Joey: Yeah, I'll take the special - the 16 piece bucket for $9.99.
Clerk: I'm sorry, but we don't have the special
Joey: *jaw drops* But -
The door opens and Seto Kaiba storms in.
Kaiba: I want the special!
Joey *grumbles* The don't have the fuckin special
Seto *scoffs and looks to the clerk*
Clerk: We don't have the special
Seto: *gets pissed off* What the hell do you mean?
Clerk: We aren't running that special anymore
Seto: Fuck you! I saw a T.V. add today for it, so what you're saying is bull shit.
Clerk: No, it really isn't
Seto: Yes, it is *raises a fist*
Joey: *looks from the clerk to Kaiba* He's right; you guys have the fucking sign up. It has your fucking kernel mascot guy on it! So damnit, I want the damn special!
Clerk: I told you, we aren't running it anymore
Seto *reaches into his trench coat and pulls out a gun. He points it to the clerk* Wanna run that by me again?
Clerk: Not really
Kaiba: *evil grin* Go ahead, make my day!
Clerk: I'd really prefer not to
Kaiba: Give us the damn special!
Clerk: Of course! How would you like it? Original or crispy? *walks to the counted and grabs a bucket and the tongs*
Kaiba: Half and half. Well bitch, move! Get my chicken before I shove it up yer ass!
Clerk: Yes sir would you like butter and honey with your biscuits?
Kaiba: Damn right I would!
As Kaiba and Joey walk out the door with their chicken Kaiba puts his gun away. The clerk turns to the other clerk and laughs.
Clerk#1: You'd think they'd figure it out that we aren't running that special anymore.
Clerk#2: I know! They come in here every week demanding that special. The sign outside says "special prices" *points to the sign* and the commercial is on a taped episode of the Simpsons!
Clerk#1: Stupid bastards, never learn. And they never even notice that we charge the normal price! *laughs*
Squirrel: *jumps onto the chicken counter and slips into the chicken bin. He grabs a chicken strip and jumps away with his chow* tehehe
**So?? What do you think? Please review this fic, if I get enough reviews I'll release the next chappie!!
In the next chapter: The group arrives at the campsite, and the setting up occurs, what trouble shall happen there?? More laughs guaranteed!! So send in those reviews!! NOW, GO! Don't make me sick Bucky on you! *points to the squirrel*
Chapter 1
**Authors Notes: This fic is in script format the *s around words are actions and the ( ) with words in them are my comments. Thanks and please read and review!!**
Joey was in the kitchen of his house.
Joey: *begins stroking the bag of marshmallows he's holding* Hello little sweet marshmallows. I love you, oh yes I do! *he shuts his eyes and continues petting the plastic covering the pillows of puffy sugar*(I have more about this somewhere . . . when I find it I'll enter it!)
Squirrel on the windowsill: *stares blankly* chikoo chikoo! (this character comes around a lot in the fic tehe)
***
Joey packed up all of his camping things and put them in a backpack. Kaiba was bringing a tent for three, so was Yugi, Ryou and Tea. But Joey wanted to pick up the last thing . . .
Joey: Yeah, I'll take the special - the 16 piece bucket for $9.99.
Clerk: I'm sorry, but we don't have the special
Joey: *jaw drops* But -
The door opens and Seto Kaiba storms in.
Kaiba: I want the special!
Joey *grumbles* The don't have the fuckin special
Seto *scoffs and looks to the clerk*
Clerk: We don't have the special
Seto: *gets pissed off* What the hell do you mean?
Clerk: We aren't running that special anymore
Seto: Fuck you! I saw a T.V. add today for it, so what you're saying is bull shit.
Clerk: No, it really isn't
Seto: Yes, it is *raises a fist*
Joey: *looks from the clerk to Kaiba* He's right; you guys have the fucking sign up. It has your fucking kernel mascot guy on it! So damnit, I want the damn special!
Clerk: I told you, we aren't running it anymore
Seto *reaches into his trench coat and pulls out a gun. He points it to the clerk* Wanna run that by me again?
Clerk: Not really
Kaiba: *evil grin* Go ahead, make my day!
Clerk: I'd really prefer not to
Kaiba: Give us the damn special!
Clerk: Of course! How would you like it? Original or crispy? *walks to the counted and grabs a bucket and the tongs*
Kaiba: Half and half. Well bitch, move! Get my chicken before I shove it up yer ass!
Clerk: Yes sir would you like butter and honey with your biscuits?
Kaiba: Damn right I would!
As Kaiba and Joey walk out the door with their chicken Kaiba puts his gun away. The clerk turns to the other clerk and laughs.
Clerk#1: You'd think they'd figure it out that we aren't running that special anymore.
Clerk#2: I know! They come in here every week demanding that special. The sign outside says "special prices" *points to the sign* and the commercial is on a taped episode of the Simpsons!
Clerk#1: Stupid bastards, never learn. And they never even notice that we charge the normal price! *laughs*
Squirrel: *jumps onto the chicken counter and slips into the chicken bin. He grabs a chicken strip and jumps away with his chow* tehehe
**So?? What do you think? Please review this fic, if I get enough reviews I'll release the next chappie!!
In the next chapter: The group arrives at the campsite, and the setting up occurs, what trouble shall happen there?? More laughs guaranteed!! So send in those reviews!! NOW, GO! Don't make me sick Bucky on you! *points to the squirrel*