Carl screamed as he fell towards the jagged rocks below,

''GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! MOMMAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"

He sounded like a complete idiot but he wasn't caring because he was about to hit rock bottom anyway...literally. And then, when all seemed lost,

''Hello Carl.'' An uncannily calm voice said. Carl turned around and saw...

"DRACULA?!"

Yes, the leech prince was falling beside him, in a sitting postion, looking non-too bothered about the fact they were about to meet their dooms.

"What are you up to then, little friar?" he asked though it was pretty obvious.

"I'm TRYING to escape from you, you stupid leech!!"

''Oh don't use that word, its ugly! And it certainly does not describe me! And just for that comment, I am not going to save you.''

''But- please! I'm going to die if I hit the ground!''

''But you're already dead you idiot! You silly sod.''

''But then, it will hurt!''

''Well, of course. But you won't die!''

''I don't wanna be in pain! I'm allergic to it!''

''You're allergic to reality.''

''What's that supposed to mean?!'' But the leech king had already gone.

''I'm doomed. Hey. how come I havent hit the -'' Splat. He hit - porridge? PORRIDGE?

Carl awoke feeling very confused. Well that was an odd dream. He noticed Dracula sitting in the corner staring at him.

''What happened?'' Carl asked faintly. He probably fell out the top floor window, and theres like 16 floor and it was incredible that he actually survived!

'' You fell out the ground floor window and knocked yourself out, once again.'' Dracula said with a smirk. Carls face turned redder than a beetroot.

---

Well, that's a weird and pointless chapter, but I hope you laughed... you did laugh. Now, review, or Carl has to eat all that porridge he fell into. And it's in his list of things that frighten him! And its... MINT flavour!

Audience: EEEWWWW! MINGING!

Yes, revolting. Now, review, or the oatmeal goes down Carls throat!

Carl: NoOoOoOoOo! You can't do that to me, I'm the main character! Everybody loves me!!! I cant die so soon!

Mouseisi: for once you have a point....i'll make you die some other time.

Carl: phew...i mean, OH NO!