Maharaja…!!!


Chapter 7

The group are sitting outside a café discussing the issue of Parkinson. Horo sighs in exasperation.

Ho: this guy's a maniac! We have to stop him at all costs!

A: I agree, he must pay

K: How?

H: Death by flames! Mwhahaha

K: Okaaaaaay…

H: He deserves it

A: We need some background information on this lunatic

The group separate and after fifteen minutes of research they meet up again outside the café.

A: Guys, I've got a plan

After Angel has explained her wacky idea the group go to a field and place a packet of cookies in a blimp. They hide behind a tree and stare at the blimp until…ah ha! Parkinson's head pokes out from another tree and his nose twitches, as he smells the cookies. He cautiously approaches and when enters the door slams shut and locks. Not noticing, he continues to the cookies licking his lips.

Half way through his cookies he notices a toaster and a pile of crumpets. With a wide smile he places a crumpet in the toaster and waits for it to cook.

P: hakuna matata, what a wonderful phrase…you've got a friend in me, you've got a friend in me…under the sea, under the sea

Crumpet pops up and he jumps. He leans over the toaster. He suddenly feels something tickley on his head. He frowns and stares into the toaster (which is metal) to see a reflection of his head, and a spider on it. He screams very high pitched (like a girl) and starts running around tip-toed, too frantic to realize that the blimp was taking off. Five minutes passed of running and screaming. He tosses his head, the spider goes splat on a window, he looks out to see a flock of geese heading towards the blimp!!!

P: ahh!

He runs around even faster repeating, "aaaaahhhh!" He screams as the geese advance. A loud thud penetrates his cries and he stops to see a squished goose against the window. Unknown to him a punk goose with attitude decides to fly through the blimp, puncturing the thin material. A big farting noise emits from the failing blimp as it floats to the ground. Whilst Parkinson is still screaming, like a girl, the spider climbs into the seat and presses the eject button. The spider ejects and Parkinson is left shouting. When, he coughs.

P: need a drink.

He rummages round and gulps down some lemonade. The blimp finally lands on the ground and just lays there. Parkinson's stomach growls and he feels bloated, as if he is going to explode, and suddenly a large quick, wet, and loud fart comes out his bum. Everything instantly goes up in flames. Parkinson stands in flames thinking how hot it has become.

The group happily watches in the distance as the blimp explodes. The plan had worked perfectly! They all grin at the sight of the fire and at the sound of Parkinson's cries of pain as he was burning alive. After a very good show, the cries died down and all was silent.

H: I told you so!

There was a short pause before the group cheered:

"!!!!!!"

The group goes back to their normal lives, sipping coffee at the usual café.


Parkinson is dead! Woo Hoo!!!!

More to come =D ;D