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Spazmastic speaks: Yea I made Jordan look like such a Pothead, lol sorry.
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Inside a large cage hung from the ceiling on a large chain sat inside was the Bondage Pastry. Singing away all the songs that he knows annoying the Witch that sat near glaring at him.
"Don't you ever shut up?"
"Umm.. Yea... LAAA lalalaalallaaa!!!!!"
"_ Uggghhhhh!!!!!!!" And the witch who was none other then the writer wrote down for Michael's mouth to be shut and so it was. He sat there thinking to himself, "No love what so ever.. ;_;"
Mean while..
Jordan walked into the castle, "Ha haaa, :D"
The hallway led into the main chamber where the Bondage Pastry was pleading for help.
"AH! AAAAHH!! NO DON'T EAT ME!!!"
He was being lowered into a boiling pot as the witch snickered.
"What the hell?" Jordan asked as the witch saw him.
"AH! How did you get here?!?!"
"I walked :D What'cha doing with him?"
"O_o; Gonna eat him.. He's a pastry after all.."
"But don't you want the Red Slippers?" Jordan asked.
"He only has one red shoe the others black and he's a pastry so i'ma eat him."
"AH! JORDAN HELP ME! MY SEXY BODY WILL BE COOKED!"
"O_o;;;; Speak for yourself.." Jordan said as Mike was only a few feet away from the boiling pot. "Look, he's not a pastry.. He's human..." The witch frowned thinking for a moment.
"Oh screw this." And everything faded into black but them. Mike was in the air but nothing was holding him and he fell to the floor. "X_X; What happened?" Asked the Pastry when he slowly got to his feet.
"Ehh, I don't really have a good ending so I just end it there like that."
Jordan and Mike gave her a evil grin.
"What? o_O;" Asked the witch as they proceeded into chasing her. "AH WHAT DO YOU WANT?! AAAHH!!!!"
And they chased her round and round! :D
l~*The End*~l
"Look out!!!"
"HUH?! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!"
Until..... The sign fell and crushed them all......... O.o;
Spazmastic speaks: Yea I made Jordan look like such a Pothead, lol sorry.
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Inside a large cage hung from the ceiling on a large chain sat inside was the Bondage Pastry. Singing away all the songs that he knows annoying the Witch that sat near glaring at him.
"Don't you ever shut up?"
"Umm.. Yea... LAAA lalalaalallaaa!!!!!"
"_ Uggghhhhh!!!!!!!" And the witch who was none other then the writer wrote down for Michael's mouth to be shut and so it was. He sat there thinking to himself, "No love what so ever.. ;_;"
Mean while..
Jordan walked into the castle, "Ha haaa, :D"
The hallway led into the main chamber where the Bondage Pastry was pleading for help.
"AH! AAAAHH!! NO DON'T EAT ME!!!"
He was being lowered into a boiling pot as the witch snickered.
"What the hell?" Jordan asked as the witch saw him.
"AH! How did you get here?!?!"
"I walked :D What'cha doing with him?"
"O_o; Gonna eat him.. He's a pastry after all.."
"But don't you want the Red Slippers?" Jordan asked.
"He only has one red shoe the others black and he's a pastry so i'ma eat him."
"AH! JORDAN HELP ME! MY SEXY BODY WILL BE COOKED!"
"O_o;;;; Speak for yourself.." Jordan said as Mike was only a few feet away from the boiling pot. "Look, he's not a pastry.. He's human..." The witch frowned thinking for a moment.
"Oh screw this." And everything faded into black but them. Mike was in the air but nothing was holding him and he fell to the floor. "X_X; What happened?" Asked the Pastry when he slowly got to his feet.
"Ehh, I don't really have a good ending so I just end it there like that."
Jordan and Mike gave her a evil grin.
"What? o_O;" Asked the witch as they proceeded into chasing her. "AH WHAT DO YOU WANT?! AAAHH!!!!"
And they chased her round and round! :D
l~*The End*~l
"Look out!!!"
"HUH?! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!"
Until..... The sign fell and crushed them all......... O.o;