Mllaahhh... I'm bored...
Disclaimer: I AM MANNBUTT SHART!
Me: *swinging watch back and forth* No, you're not. You're an airplane singing It's The End Of The World As We Know It, (And I Feel Fine) by R.E.M.
Mannbutt: *dreamily* Ready for takeoff... Six O' clock TV hour don't get caught in foreign towers. *falls off cliff* and we're up. get ready for some turbulence, folks. Birthday party, cheesecake, jellybean, boom. *crashes on ground and makes mushroom cloud*
Me: And he's gone! YAY!
Story story story storyyyy!
By now, Dan was laughing maniacally, and Vlad looked like he was wearing gnarled tree roots as a face mask, his face was so twisted. Blue chose this very moment to re-enter the scene, which only made Dan laugh even harder. When she saw Vlad's mangled expression, she burst in to peals of laughter, convulsing with giggles and struggling to breathe. "Hey, kid," she gasped, "Got a camera? I have to take a picture of this guy's face!"
Dan's expression hardened for a split second, then he looked at the fanged ghost again and burst back into giggliwibblisillytopia. "I already got a photo," he called, "Want a copy?" "Oh my god, YES!" she exclaimed.
And done! Not the strongest ending, but I can deal. Okay. Five more chapters, then I'll be out of prewritten stuff. My brother is hovering over my shoulder, so I'll have to get off soon.
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Luv U all!
Fear my Fuzz,
Bear out.
