(Uh, Hiya, to those who don't know me. I'm Ztarlight, and I'm sure I'm not the only one who's sick of all those stupid Cap'n Crunch commercials that
have been showing on T.V., so...I wrote my own Cap'n Crunch commercial. I don't own Cap'n Crunch or Quaker Oats, I just thought this would be a
funny idea. Warning: If you actually LIKE the Cap'n Crunch commercials, then DO NOT read this, because you WON'T like very much, and I don't
have a high tolerance for flamers. OK? Everyone set? Good. On with "The Perfect Cap'n Crunch Commercial" .)
The Perfect Cap'n Crunch Commercial
Characters :
Jeanette, a Hispanic girl with brown hair and brown eyes.
Sam : a Caucasian boy with blonde hair and blue eyes.
Ben: an African-American boy with black hair and brown eyes.
Setting: Sam's living room
It was a boring, rainy afternoon. It had been sunny just moments before when Jeanette, Ben, and Sam had gathered to play in Sam's yard, but the
rain came anyway, and the three children were forced to re-locate inside of Sam's house.
Jeanette stared wistfully outside at the sky, searching desprately for a break in the clouds. Behind her, Ben sat on the couch in front of the T.V.,
clicking the remote absentmindedly. Sam was across the room, mindlessly clicking the mouse at his computer game. "Woo-hoo. I won," he
declared without emotion.
Jeanette sighed for the 50th time and turned around to look at her friends. " I wish this rain would stop," she told Ben.
click, click, click " I wish we had some Cap'n Crunch," declared a voice somewhere deep inside the couch cushions.
Everyone grew still when Ben said that. The ticking of the clock on the wall could be heard loud and clear. Ben sat up straight and cleared his
throat. " I said, ' I wish we had some Cap'n Crunch,' " he repeated, louder this time.
Tick, tick, tick... The clock's sound of function echoed throughout the room once again. Jeanette walked over to where Ben was, in the middle
of the room. Sam did the same. All three took a deeeeeeep breath, and shouted,
"WE WANT SOME CAP'N CRUNCH ALREADY, DAMNIT!!!!!!!!!!"
The room grew silent once again, but this time, instead if ticking, the sound of rumbling, and a whistle, could be heard.
CRASH!!!
One of the walls in Sam's living room had been shattered by a short midget clad in blue...atop a BOAT, none the less. The little midget finally
asked, "You called?"
Jeanette, Ben, and Sam all jumped up and cried, "Cap'n Crunch!!" Before he could into his "Crunchitze!" routine, another sound was heard.
BOOM!!!...SPLAT!
The kids turned around to see Sam's father holding a rifle in his hands, the barrel of which was still smoking. He stared at them. "What?"
Jeanette ran over to the boat and stood over the bloody heap which was once the Cap'n. Sam poked him. " Is he dead?"
Ben nodded gravely. Instantly the three kids began to cheer. "YAY!!! CAP'N CRUNCH IS FINALLY PUSHING UP DAISIES!!!"
Suddenly, the sun came out, the flowers began to bloom, and everyone was happy.
~THE END~
have been showing on T.V., so...I wrote my own Cap'n Crunch commercial. I don't own Cap'n Crunch or Quaker Oats, I just thought this would be a
funny idea. Warning: If you actually LIKE the Cap'n Crunch commercials, then DO NOT read this, because you WON'T like very much, and I don't
have a high tolerance for flamers. OK? Everyone set? Good. On with "The Perfect Cap'n Crunch Commercial" .)
The Perfect Cap'n Crunch Commercial
Characters :
Jeanette, a Hispanic girl with brown hair and brown eyes.
Sam : a Caucasian boy with blonde hair and blue eyes.
Ben: an African-American boy with black hair and brown eyes.
Setting: Sam's living room
It was a boring, rainy afternoon. It had been sunny just moments before when Jeanette, Ben, and Sam had gathered to play in Sam's yard, but the
rain came anyway, and the three children were forced to re-locate inside of Sam's house.
Jeanette stared wistfully outside at the sky, searching desprately for a break in the clouds. Behind her, Ben sat on the couch in front of the T.V.,
clicking the remote absentmindedly. Sam was across the room, mindlessly clicking the mouse at his computer game. "Woo-hoo. I won," he
declared without emotion.
Jeanette sighed for the 50th time and turned around to look at her friends. " I wish this rain would stop," she told Ben.
click, click, click " I wish we had some Cap'n Crunch," declared a voice somewhere deep inside the couch cushions.
Everyone grew still when Ben said that. The ticking of the clock on the wall could be heard loud and clear. Ben sat up straight and cleared his
throat. " I said, ' I wish we had some Cap'n Crunch,' " he repeated, louder this time.
Tick, tick, tick... The clock's sound of function echoed throughout the room once again. Jeanette walked over to where Ben was, in the middle
of the room. Sam did the same. All three took a deeeeeeep breath, and shouted,
"WE WANT SOME CAP'N CRUNCH ALREADY, DAMNIT!!!!!!!!!!"
The room grew silent once again, but this time, instead if ticking, the sound of rumbling, and a whistle, could be heard.
CRASH!!!
One of the walls in Sam's living room had been shattered by a short midget clad in blue...atop a BOAT, none the less. The little midget finally
asked, "You called?"
Jeanette, Ben, and Sam all jumped up and cried, "Cap'n Crunch!!" Before he could into his "Crunchitze!" routine, another sound was heard.
BOOM!!!...SPLAT!
The kids turned around to see Sam's father holding a rifle in his hands, the barrel of which was still smoking. He stared at them. "What?"
Jeanette ran over to the boat and stood over the bloody heap which was once the Cap'n. Sam poked him. " Is he dead?"
Ben nodded gravely. Instantly the three kids began to cheer. "YAY!!! CAP'N CRUNCH IS FINALLY PUSHING UP DAISIES!!!"
Suddenly, the sun came out, the flowers began to bloom, and everyone was happy.
~THE END~