Chapter Three
Distractions Alore
Actions will be in bold ex. I look to see a clown (runs away in fear)
HDM: I have made a decision!
Nny: All by yourself?
HDM: Yes! All by....HEY!!!!
Pepito: (snickers)
HDM: grrr anyways, I have decided we will be using a camera man to show us this chapter!
Nny: What the fuck? There isn't a camera man involving a written story!!
Pepito: oh oh oh! I want to be on T.V.!!
Camera Guy: yo...
HDM: here we go!! Note that I do not own Johnny although somehow he owns me
Nny: (shows contract) that's what happens when you drink Nyquil in the daytime
HDM: ;;;
All Johnny could think of was getting toward the door, every meniscule second ripping away from the being of his soul not being able to reach the handle. The corridors seem never ending. Why can't he reach the basement door, leading him to the front of his house? Was there a sheer force keeping him away? Could he be subject to running on a treadmill that was going the opposite way like Scooby Doo?
(Camera suddenly focases on a mouse)
HDM: hello?! What happened to Johnny?!
Nny: (looks down) HEY I AM ON A TREADMILL!!!!!!!!!!!!
Camera: but the mouse is sooooo cute!!
Mouse: O.o;;
HDM: (shoots camera man with cross bow)
Nny: THAT'S MINE!!!
HDM: c'est la vie, Nny...SEND IN THE NEXT GUY!!
He finally got to the door but the handle was stuck. Why are the Faytes fucking with this poor man's head every chance of a sheer glimmer of hope? Can he not have a good hair day, a day he wins a random contest, a day he gets a free Brain Freezy? He rams the door with force. He goes down with the door and hits the linoleum floor hard. "Damnit..." he muttered, "The decomposing body smell isn't very homely..." he mused aloud. He walks towards the front door and turns the knob to find--
We interrupt your schedule reading for Squibbly's World
Squibbly: Huh? Why am I coming in on this scene? Oh well....
I went to the circus today; I saw lions and elephants and the ringmaster. Then...I saw the clowns. Oh how I hate the clowns! They stuffed me into their car and squirted iodine and paper bits in my eyes. Oh how it buuuuurned...
End of Squibbly
As I was saying before interrupted. Johnny walks towards the door and turns the knob to see-- (CRASH!!!!!!)
HDM: OH MY GOD THE MUTANT HAMSTERS ESCAPED MY TRAP!!!!!!
Nny: WHAT IS FUCKIN' WRONG WITH YOU?!? WHY MUST YOU INTERRUPT EVERYTHING!?!?!
Hamsters: GRRRRR!!!!
Audience: AHHHH!!!!!!!! (getting mauled by hamsters)
Please Stand By...
beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
HDM: (has angry mob surrounding her) Please be patient people!! Kly is sniffling because we left her outside too long.
Kly: Ma dose iz do clogd up and ma ead urts!!!
Audience: GET HER!!!
Hamsters: YEA!!!
HDM: ahhhhhh!!!!!!
Please Stand By Again...
Myep...
How's your day going?
The weekend is coming...
Yea...
Any minute now...
Any second...
Nny opens the door to see Kly slumped against the wall half asleep. Her chopped up black and purple hair hangs wet against her peachy colour skin. Her long lashes cover her aquamarine eyes. She clutches a red bookbag close to her chest. Nny pushes away her bangs to see her left eye blackened. Johnny clutches his face tight, knowing full well that her father still lays a hand on her fragile face. He picks her up with ease and lays her on the overstuffed couch to rest.
HDM: Well that's it!
Nny: WHAT?! You're not finishing it?!?!?!
HDM: No?
Nny: (chases HDM with knives)
HDM: NOT AGAIN!!!!!
Please don't sue, I'm funny!