Part Three
Vyv walked out of the hotel. Bags in his hands.
"Right how are we going to get home?"
"I dunno," replied Mike."
"Taxi?"
"No, we are banned!"
"lift?"
"We have Rick with us. No one would give us a lift?"
Rick looked at Neil. Neil had an idea.
"My friend NEIL!"
"What about that smelly hippy?" Rick said.
"He is here on holiday."
"Neil, I am not getting in a car with another smelly hippy called Neil!"
Suddenly Vyv legs grew to one hundred feet. Ricks head became a fish. Then Neil woke up.
"Oh, NO!" He got out of bed. "Another dream."
He walked down the steps and came to the living room.
"…and then I said to him."
"I don't bloody care!" Shouted vyv. He walked over and kicked Rick.
"We are going to America now. So shut up Fat face!"
Sorry it's a bad ending, I didn't plan for this to happen. I am now going to write another one.
