Entry 7
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I decided since this party is going on, I should have fun. After I poured Chuckola Cola into a glass, I heard the phone ring. The caller was Mario. He told me that he's coming back in 3 hours. This made me drop my drink, shattering the glass, which gave everyone the idea of breaking everything in the house, but that doesn't matter right now. I need to think of somthing, and fast!
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I'm currently in the closet, woring on my Poltergeist 3000. I borrowed it from E. Gadd. And with a few modifications, I could blow everyone away! Well, I have 2 hours left to go. I better hurry.
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Yes! It worked! I switched my Poltregeist 300 to the new blow setting I have added and I used it to blow everyone away, including the guy who was swinging on the chandeleir. That's when I noticed that I made a bigger mess then before. So all I have to do now is clean up the mess in an hour. It's up to you and me to clean this up.
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You're not going to help me? Jeeze, for a diary that's supposed to express your feelings, you sure are mean. You know what, I'll stuff you in my pocket. You are totally useless in my times of need.
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I'm in the closet again, but this time, I'm trying to dig up parts of the wall so I can escape. You see, I managed to clean up the place, that's when mario came home. That's when the chandeleir finally gave way, and it crushed him. So I'm inside the closet, trying to dig up a way out, while he's trying to get out. That's when i heard Mario shout and pounding sounds. Then he opened up the closet. he was not happy at all. In fact, he was literraly red in the head with blood. That's when I hit him in the head with my shovel. So this is why we are now on a bus on the road to the Bean Bean Kingdom, where I will start a truck stop and hopefully live for the rest of my life.
To be continued...