Idea: Flagg1991
It was a Tuesday afternoon, for Flagg, and you know what that means!!!
"DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS!!!!" Flagg and his friends shouted in the privacy of their public library.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!" Yelled the librarian.
Flagg's friends were Andy and Bunsen. Andy was 15 year old skinny kid that wore a jean jacket over a collard shirt. He also wore a pair of khaki pants over his clogs. Bunsen was a three hundred pound fifty year old man that lived wirh his grandmother.
Flagg was a 15 year old, riddled with acne, and a very noticable bald spot, dominating most of his scalp. He wore a spinny hat to cover most of it up, with his rainbow suspenders. He also wore 'above knee' shorts that formed around his frail penis. He had his rainbow dash pin on his collard shirt.
Rhe library was housing a public event today, so the kids were all present.
"Alright men! Are we ready to enter the world of fantasy???!!!" Flagg yelled with a lisp.
"Affirmative admiral!" They both shouted as an answer.
Flagg pushed up his glasses. "They all pulled out air guns and began firing at each other. Flagg fell dead with Andy as Bunsen blew his air guns.
They all rose as a girl entered the library.
"Luan Loud" they all said at the same time.
She simply walked over to the fiction section as Flagg stared wide eyed. He reached his hand down and touched himself a little.
"Flagg, you should ask her out!" Bunsen said.
Flagg looked at his feet. "I dont know deputy... it's still Dungeons and dragons tuesday!"
Bunsen sighed. "Flagg, you may not get this chance again."
The pimple riddled geek thought for a moment.
He stood and began to walk over to where Luan was, Andy and Bunsen cheered.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!"
Flagg came up behind Luan and said "Aww! I see that you're a damsel that enjoys the work of fiction, very admirable."
Luqn turned and looked around to see who he was talking too, once she noticed that it was her, she looked back.
"What?"
Flagg cleared his throat. "(ahem) I see that you are a proud reader of fiction, a place to escape from life."
Luan made a look of disgust. "Are you saying my life is bad?"
Flagg shook his head as if he was trying to get his brain out. "NO! I mean- Of course not!!!"
Luan shook her head. "What do you want?"
Flagg took a puff from his inhaler. "I was wondering if you would partake in the act of physical movement in a sensual form at the public event being held in our location of educational prowess."
"What?" Luan asked in confusion.
Flagg was very sweaty now. "Would you go to the dance with me?!" He said a little to loud.
Luan laughed. "You're in band right? When you're marching, do they ask you to go in-front of the the rifles, or on the bayonets?"
Flagg looked horrified. "N-no!"
All the other kids in the library saw this and began to approach and watch.
Luan laughed. "Boi, yo face look like a pepperoni pizza, fuck you mean. It looks like the only sexual experience you've had is trying to cram your dick into a cowbell. Look at that smile, looks like some 3 year olds need to stay by the swings. This one time at band camp... You got sexually molested by your camp supervison! You look like the "hip" and "cool" art teacher who makes offhandedly sexual comments to the attractive girls in class, shows movies on Fridays and suddenly gets fired halfway through the school year. Now get dat ass outta here!!"
Flagg shit his pants and cried on his way out, kids laughing and watching him run off. He began having an asthma attack when six jocks appeared out of nowhere and revealed baseball bats and switch blades.
"Sup nerd, heard you tried asking a hot chick out today?"
Flagg slipped and his head hit a beer bottle. The bullies rose above him and began beating him, until he looked like a can of chunky tomato soup.
The End.
