THE CODY CHRONICLES

CODY vs.THE THING IN THE BACK OF THE FRIDGE -
A/N: Yeah, here's another part of this...thing!
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Cody sat on the cold, hard ground for what seemed like hours. It was now dark and Cody was freezing. He finally decided that he should call his Grandpa again.

Actual Phone Call "Hello"
"Hi Grandpa. It's me"
"Oh good Lord, not you again." Cody frowned.
"Could you please come get me?" Grandpa thought for a moment.
"Your lucky I have to get some ex-lax so I can put it in your drinks or else I wouldn't come to get you. Be waiting." The grandpa hung up.

Ten minutes later, the grandpa drove up in his hummer and almost ran Cody over. Cody climbed into the front seat and the Grandpa stuck his tongue out. Cody began to cry.

Cody had been home for a day and he was hungry so he went to the fridge to get something to eat. He reached towards the prune juice when something bit his hand. Cody tried to pull away but the THING had a hold of him and it soon began to devour his hand. Cody screamed but his Mom and Grandpa just sat and ignored him, watching Maury. Cody sobbed. The thing ate his right hand and Cody now lay bleeding profusely on the floor. He cradled his bloodied stump, calling weakly for one of his family members to help him, or even his Digimon. Armadillomon waddled into the kitchen and stepped over Cody's body, be careful not to step in the puddle of blood surrounding him. "Armadillomon..."Cody coughed. The Digimon spat in his face and grabbed some sushi rolls. He waddled to where Mom and Grandpa were. Cody cried, wondering why nobody loved him. He decided that once he overcame the obstacle of his amputated hand, he would try to find someone who could love him.

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A/N : I almost feel sorry for Cody...NOT!