(Omg! I uploaded the wrong file! this was supposed to be it but I guess you got a sneak peek of the next chapter. Sorry! I gotta delete it! It wasnt finished.)
Ok. I had enough of saying this. You can say bad things about my grammar but you cant tell me how to write my story!
Blue: You tell 'em!
Shut up blue!
Blue: O.o'
Anyways, I dont give a crap about how you guys think about my grammar. I do give a crap if you tell me how to write my story.
Green: Haven't we been through this already? –.–'
–.–' Someday, Im gonna hit you with a bat.
Green: O.O
Where was I? Oh! And At least i'm trying! Its not like you can do better. You never thought about the story i'm making. You never even made it up. If you don't like the way my story is played out, then don't read it. Its so simple.
Green:...Im afraid that if I say something, I will be burned to my death.
*Takes out match* Yes Green. You will be burned to your death. I am pretty sneaky you know...I know where you live.
Green: O.o' WHAT THE HELL? YOU ALREADY KNEW WHERE I LIVED ANYWAYS! PALLET TOWN! THERE IS ONLY 4 HOUSES OVER THERE!
...Yeah. So. Doesn't mean I cant burn your house down.
Green: I will report you.
What proof do you have?
Green:...Crap.
Blue: Do I still have to-
I SAID SHUT UP THE SECOND WE STARTED TALKING! SHUT UP BLUE!
Blue: O.O