Oooh we are walking
Oooh we are walking
Oooh we are walking, in the middle of a darn dessert
Oooh we are walking
Oooh we are walking
Oooh we are walking because forsomereasonShydowthoughtitwasagoodideatobeatuptheonlypersonwithafrigginmapandnowwe'relostinthemiddleofadessert!
Oooh we are walking
Oooh we are walking
Oooh we are walking and now we're going to die
Hoo-friggin-yay!
"WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP!" Shydow yelled.
"Dude, we've been in this dessert for at least five weeks now. We've run out of food, water, supplies, and my Gameboy Horror batteries are dead so we're out of entertainment. The last time we saw civilization was that guy's house who, may I remind you if the song didn't, HAD A FRIGGIN MAP TO THE NEAREST TOWN! But nooooo! You didn't like the fact he disliked your 'costume'. So instead of ignoring him like any NORMAL person would, you proceeded to dislocate his jaw, shoulder, and broke about fifty of the poor guy's bones. And now, we're stuck in the middle of a dessert and we are likely going to die. All because you had a you couldn't take a grumpy old man's pointless criticism. Are you happy? Was it worth it in the end?" Sergeant Guy asked.
"Can I ask you something." Shydow asked.
"What?" Sergeant Guy responded.
"When you die and I'm still alive, you wouldn't mind if I wore your clothes like a hat. I hear Shy Guy clothing make really protective hats." Shydow asked.
"What makes you think I'll die first?" He asked.
"Simple, you're small, I'm big. Nature dictates that the stronger live over the weaker." Shydow answered.
"You want to test that theory?!" Sergeant Guy asked with anger.
"Don't need to, they it at school in science." Shydow responded, oblivious to Sergeant Guy's demand to fight.
The two walked in silence until suddenly like a miracle, a large city was seen.
"CIVILATION, TOWNS AND PEOPLE!" Sergeant Guy yelled.
"FOOOOOOOOD!" Shydow yelled.
" WE'RE GOING TO LIVE!
WE'RE GOING TO LIVE!
WE'RE GOING TO LIVE! " The two sang in unison.
Shydow then picked up Sergeant Guy and started spinning in place. Eventually getting dizzy and dropping him on the ground.
"So, shall we head out...friend?" Sergeant Guy questioned.
"With pleasure pipsqueak." Shydow responded.
The two walked in silence for a long time since the town was much farther than anticipated. Both seemingly more and more bored with each passing minute. But both knew that instead if dying, they would live to tell their tales to the world another day.
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Oooh we are walking