This is a story that, I believe, will be quite entertaining. But more than likely, like my halloween story, it might be a mere bore.
Thanks, however, for reading this story, if you are.
-At the lunch room-
Crystal made her way into the cafeteria. Plenty of tables were lined up, each with some other students chatting away. Crystal made her way to her typical table. There sat the blue dragon, Ryan, and the red ghost, Max.
Crystal sat herself down opposite Ryan and Max, both happy to see her.
"Hi Crystal. Hey, do you think you could help us with our little chat." Ryan said.
"What's there to help with? I told you, Clint Eastwood definetly kicked Bruce Lee's butt in that rap battle!" Max said.
"What are you talking about? Bruce Lee definetly delivered the blows!" Ryan replied.
"Guys, did you hear what happened with Gumball?" She immediately asked, interupting their arguement.
"What happened again?" Ryan asked.
Crystal explained the weird happenings, which caught their attention.
"So insulting a website caused him injuries. Why?" Max asked.
"If he doesn't know, how should I? It's very weird." Crystal stated.
"Relax, it's probably just some coindcidences." Ryan said.
The other two stared at him with a look of disbelief.
"What?"
"When was the last time that something happened that seemed so crazy, and it really had a logical explanation in Elmore?" Crystal asked.
"Well, eh..." He began.
"Look, this has a reason behind it. But i'm not sure it would be logical. It's probably along the lines of defying physics." Max said.
"Well, you think he'll stop insulting it aloud?" Ryan asked.
The three turned around to see Gumball, entering the cafeteria, muttering with a face of anger. Then they witnessed Juke fall over, his tray hitting Gumball square in the face.
"Typical." Crystal said.
-Flamesworth residence-
Ryan was sitting at the dinner table with his parents, obviously enjoying their meal.
"So son" His father, Brad, spoke "how was your day today?" He asked.
"Oh, it was fine. Although, the weirdest thing happened." Ryan said.
"What? His mother, Vanessa, asked.
Ryan then proceeded to tell his parents the story about Gumball''s injuries. The two, however, were somewhat shocked.
"Um, are you sure that happened sweetie?" His mother asked.
"Yeah, I saw it myself. Why?" Ryan asked.
"No reason. Well I think i'm about done here. Let me get that." His father said as he stood up and brought his plate with him to put in the kitchen sink.
"I'll take care of the plates Ryan. Me and your father are going to go stay in our room for the rest of the night. Once your about to go to sleep, check the doors to make sure they're locked." His mother said as she immediately gathered the plates and hurried into the kitchen.
They both then dissapeared in their room.
Ryan had a confused look.
Was it something I said?
-At school the next day-
The trio walked in the hallway. Ryan had already explained the endeavor he had with his parents the previous night. Crystal was surprised, but Max wasn't. This was mainly because...
"The same thing happened with me and my parents. I mentioned it to them, and they practically left and didn't say a word." Max explained.
"So your parents might know about these strange happenings." Crystal said.
"Maybe? But so what?" Ryan asked.
"Maybe we should figure out why this keeps happening." She said.
"What? Why? We're not going to go solve mysteries that don't even involve us!" Max said.
"Well, we should still do it, if not for us, then at least for Gumball's sake." She replied.
Just then, the incredible blue feline dimwit strolled by them in a wheelchair.
"Hey guys, how's it been?" He greeted.
"Eh, it's been fine. So... whats up with your leg?" Ryan asked.
"It's fine." Gumball replied.
"We heard about your little rants. Don't you think that its somehow related to your injuries?" Crystal questioned.
"Yeah, like talking about a DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMB Website like taht will caus eme to get hurt." He replied.
The locker right next to him flew right open, smashing his face. The locker closed back up, and his face was pushed far in his skull.
"Ow." he muttered.
He then rolled away, obviously heading to the nurse.
"What's the deal with him hating that website anyway? He makes it sound like it killed his family." Max said.
"Who knows? Probably some kind of past experience? Anyway, what do you say. We figure this all out, and hopefully stop Gumball from killing himself." Crystal said.
The dragon and ghost looked at each other. Ryan then heaved a sigh.
"Fine, i'm in." He said.
"Well, I got nothing better to do." Max stated.
The late bell rang.
"except for maybe getting to class without recieving detention." He stated.
Sometimes I wonder if i'm wasting my time on these stories. And then I kick myself in the face and tell myself that someone out there enjoys my stories. And then I punch myself wondering who the heck would like this. And then I cut myself, trying to tell myself that my stories are interesting. And then I shoot myself, stating that I can't possibly write interesting stories.