I finally have ended one of my stories. Congratulations.
~Spottedpaw13~
Date: August 26th | Weather: Cloudy | Mood: Kinda Freaked Out
Evil Diary,
It's not today that freaks me out. It's yesterday.
First, I started folding clothes. Then my dad, Spottedstar/fur, made me breakfast. Then I finished folding clothes, took a shower, and cleaned my room.
My room cleaned up where it need to be cleaned, we moved the entertainment center, small TV, Sega Genesis, the other Sega Genesis, the Super Nintendo, the broken PS2, one of the Nintendo 64s, and a bunch of video games up to my room.
Many, many hours later, I went up to my room. I decided to play Sonic 3 and Knuckles.
I got the Sonic 1 and Knuckles screen.
I managed to fix the thing, get Sonic 3 and Knuckles up, and get a good idea during game play for a new story for Spottedpaw. I hit a Goal thingy and got the same screen.
Here's what the screen looked like:
1.
2. 3. 4. 5.
[1. NO WAY? NO WAY! NO WAY? NO WAY! NO WAY? NO WAY! NO WAY? NO WAY! NO WAY? NO WAY! NO WAY? (Scrolling across the screen)]
(2. Sonic stands here shaking his finger)
(3. Tails just randomly stands here. He's not in either games, why is he here?)
(4. Knuckles randomly stands here.)
(5. Eggman stands here, laughing.)
Wouldn't that scare you?
On the other hand, I got to eat a piece of a year and a half old ice cream cake, which was my dinner, and I didn't get sick.
Strangest. Day. Ever.
~Cinderpaw~
Happy Birthday! (written on cake with yellow frosting)
Yes, it was for my birthday. One and a half years ago it was, anyway.
~Spottedpaw13~