OK, here's Part 2 of The Dead Family. Some responses to my requests:
Baron Von Beef Dip- Believe it or not, Chicken Little will have a cameo in this chapter, and he will die. For real.
Deathley © EA-Insanity
The Proud Family and Chicken Little © Disney
Deathley was flying through the portal at a fast speed. Her camera crew had a (very) hard time keeping up with her. She had a special plan for killing The Prouds.
After about 2 minutes, they all landed in front of…The Proud Snack Company. The company makes horrible snack foods that don't sell well. It was founded by Oscar Proud.
Deathley then changed into a men's suit costume and walked up to the company's door.
INSIDE THE FACTORY…
…Oscar Proud was making chicken-flavored popcorn. He was holding Chicken Little, who didn't have his glasses on. Oscar was about to drop him into the popcorn making machine. Chicken Little was tying to escape from Oscar's grip, but failed.
"Please, DON'T DO THIS TO ME!" Chicken Little yelled to Oscar, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Oscar ignored his yells and dropped him into his machine.
CLANK.
SPUTTER.
WHIR.
SMASH.
BOOM.
POP.
In about a second, a bag popped out of the machine. The bag read:
Proud Snacks Chicken-Flavored Popcorn
Oscar nodded happily to himself and opened up the bag.
"OK, Mr. Chips," Oscar said. "Time to test the food out."
Mr. Chips was Oscar's pet monkey. He always had to test out the snacks, to his serious dislike. Never-the-less, Mr. Chips ate all the popcorn with a sad look on his face. Oscar didn't notice this.
"I smell success!" Oscar shouted.
BACK WITH DEATHLEY…
"I smell dead chicken," Deathley said with a groan. She then rang the doorbell.
Ring!
"Door, Mr. Chips."
Mr. Chips mumbled to himself and opened the door for Oscar. Deathley walked in with a fake grin on her face. Clearly, Deathley couldn't stand the smell of the snacks.
"Hi, Mr. Proud!" Deathley said. "I wanna say I just love snacks. I can make you richer than Wizard Kelly! I'll add this GREAT ingredient to your snacks…"
"Hold on! You'll say you'll make me rich?" Oscar said greedily.
"Yep."
"You've got yourself a deal! By the way, here's my card."
Oscar then handed Deathley a copy of his business card. When Oscar turned away, Deathley threw it in a trash can.
"Now, what are you going to do with my snacks?" Oscar said to Deathley in a nervous tone of voice.
"Oh, that's simple," Deathley said. "I'll just add these spices!"
Deathley had managed to sprinkle purple spices onto all the snack foods. Oscar watched in total surprise. Deathley turned on the snack-making machines and they all started to process the snacks along with the purple spices in them. Oscar's eyes are now green-colored dollar signs. Deathley rolled her eyes at this sight.
"There," Deathley said. "You'll be rich in no time."
And she was right.
Oscar then decided to ship the snacks to stores all over town. And people, for the first time, loved the snacks. Oscar was getting very greedy now.
"Daddy," Penny said to Oscar one day, "All of your snacks taste good now!"
But after about 3 hours after the first shipment of the food was sold and people ate it, people began to faint, and their bodies blew up, making them puddles of blood. Oscar was in shock. Lot's of it.
Everybody in town tastes the snacks, so they all died, in a gruesome, bloody but somewhat humorous way. I mean, their bodies blew up like balloons at the circus.
"You…tricked…me." Oscar said weakly. These were his final words. He then blew up and died.
Deathley opened up the portal and flew with her camera crew, until they reached the studio. The audience clapped.
Deathley, Deathley thought to herself, this truly is your finest moment.
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