The Shelby from Hell

Disclaimer: I do not own McDonalds, Tiger Electronics, or Weiß Kreuz. Please don't sue me I'm poor! T_T

Author: Whew I got the last chapter up before Saturday.. this means you aren't aloud to sick Farfie on me! ^..^ Woo! ~dances around~ And now I present to you the fifth and final chapter of.. The Shelby from Hell!

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*CRUNCH*

"Ehhh..?" Farfarello looked around. "Where is everyone? I was looking forward to torturing them.. but if no one is home how will I inflict pain on God?" he thought for a moment and then cackled as he decided to go into the living room and bleed over the sofa. "Bleeding over the sofa pisses Crawford off and also hurts God!" Farfarello walked into the living room.

"Nasogu.. faldy kooku.." the Shelby muttered. Farfie hadn't noticed, but he had stepped on it. "BZZZZZzzzzzzZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz.." the Shelby was buzzing, signifying it was dead. Yes, dead.. after all that, one step from an insane Irish-man had ended its torture. The same torture that had plagued ¾ of the Schwarz members to.. unconsciousness. Oh, well. That's how life is.

THE END



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Author: Eheheheheh.. that's it. Yup, the end. No more. Though my little brother's friend is making a sort-of sequel. ~shrugs~ Well I hope you enjoyed the story! Now go review! Thanks! ^..^