Kim: I just want to let all of you know that my life dream was completed. I saw panic! At the disco. I was happy. I died 3 times that day and came back twice. I also dropped half of my popcorn because I flipped out when they walked on stage….I really wanted that popcorn too. I also made a bad impression with panic! At the disco because the guitarist (Ryan Ross) glared at me.
Heres what happened: I was like in the front row and I could see them, they could see me (if they choose to) and then I pulled out binoculars and started staring at the lead singers butt (yes I know, I have problems) and then I brought the binoculars up and Ryan was glaring straight at me. He was glaring because I had binoculars in the front row and staring at Brendons butt… I was frightened.
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA or That 70's show (I used one line from it)
Note: I wrote this while eating sour skittles…so…. be warned.
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Roy groggily got out of bed because he heard a clanking noise coming from downstairs in his house. Maybe it was Santa Clause or a robber…or Al…or all three.
He made his way down the stairs, the noise was softer but it appeared that it was coming from the kitchen. He poked his head in the kitchen to see a figure looming over his fridge. He flicked on the light switch and sighed with relief.
Al was standing near the fridge with his hand firmly against the door handle. Roy sighed yet again, "Al, did some one glue your hand to my fridge door?"
Al shifted his eyes back and forth, "no"
Roy rolled his eyes, "did you glue yourself to my fridge door?"
"…. Yes…."
"Figures"
There was a loud crash that boomed in the living room. Roy gasped and fainted and Al laughed hysterically.
Roy suddenly woke up to see Al on his knees with his hand still stuck to the fridge and laughing hysterically. Roy was scared. Very scared. He came up with a solution. He would get a giant stick and hit Al with it until he died or fainted, either would do.
He stalked up to his room and grabbed a giant stick which he found at the park one day. He ran back downstairs to find Al still laughing. He brought the stick up and started beating Al. But sadly Al would not faint he was like…indestructible. It must be Jamba juice. It gives people strange abilities.
Roy put the stick down and walked into the living room because he heard a ruffling noise. He gasped when he saw a fat man in a red suit. It's Santa Clause! He is real!!!!! Riza lied, she said he was fake but he's here!
"OMG!!!" Roy screamed and ran up to Santa, "YOUR REAL! WHAT DID YOU GET ME!"
The fat man turned around, "I got you coal…you wanna know why? Because you're tall and I don't like you."
That was harsh. Roy came up with a solution to this coal problem. He would open a can of whoop ass on Santa until he gave him a present.
"YAYEOOOHHHHH!!!!" Roy cried his battle cry and tackled Santa.
Santa fell to the ground and obtained a bag of red-hot chili peppers (not the band) and stuffed them in Roy's mouth.
Roy screamed as his eyes watered. He had to fight back! So he got some jellybeans and started chucking them at Santa's head. Santa screamed with Rage and stole Roy's shoe and ran out the front door and somehow jumped onto the roof and rode away on his sled.
Roy ran out attempting to catch him but he could not fly so he just decided to sit on his front lawn and watch the grass die.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!" Al screamed and ran out of Roy's front door with the fridge door still stuck to his hand. Dang that boy was strong.
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Kim: MERRY CHRISTMAS READERS!!!! –Gives readers skittles and candy canes and a lot of other goodies- First 3 people to review get the next drabble dedicated to them as a present from me!!!!
Ed: what she said.
Al: -drinking egg nog-