A Land of Tales and Dreams

VICTORY AT LAST!!!! (and the rats' feast)

WEEK 37

Prompt:

"It's okay," he said, wrapping his arms around her as she shook with terror. "It's over now."

"No it's not," she whispered back. "It hasn't even begun."

Warnings: death, the usual utter destruction and chaos

Arnold blinked as he looked at the girl in his arms, "What do you mean?"

"It's all going down, any second now."

The male's eyebrows furrowed in worry: she was talking in riddles. Tears began streaming from her eyes.

"Lara, what are you talking about?" Arnold demanded, getting worried for his friend.

"You wouldn't understand!" she sobbed.

"Then make me understand," he pleaded.

Lara sighed, lifting her head up to meet his worried gaze. "Aliens are coming, Arnie."

"But aliens have been here for years!"

"No, not those aliens; something worse is coming.... And no one is prepared."

"Oh...you mean humans?"

"Exactly," she whispered, her bottom lip quivering.

"Humans are coming here?" Arnold demanded, his grip on her tightening in fear.

"Yes," she whimpered.

"Welp, we're doomed then! See you all in heaven," Arnold said, as he started to pack up to move to another planet.

"But we have to fight! Like we did last time!" she shouts desperately.

Before anyone could say anything else, a group of humans appeared from a random teleporter... And died the second they showed up.

"That's what happens when you destroy all the warming up emotions!" Arnold screamed in joy.

Then some more angry humans appeared and nuked them.

Unfortunately, Lara and Arnold were immortal. But soon the humans had a plan to take over the world with their strange powers of manipulation and corruption. The plan was to utilize the adorableness of puppies to their advantage.

They sent a hundred and one dalmatian puppies out to attack, only for the Dalmatian puppies to just love the people they were attacking. One of Lara and Arnold's species saw the spots of the Dalmatians, and thought that they would make a very nice fur coat.

"Try zebras and leave the dogs!" an ant screamed. The zebras looked scared.

Hundreds of cheetahs surrounded all the zebras in the land, and suddenly the grass wasn't green anymore, but blue.

"Ayyyye, want some cheese that goes crunch?" yelled a cheetah called Chester.

"Yes, let's crunch it up a notch," replied a cheetah called Rocky.

The cheetahs evolved into flamin' hot cheetahs, with fire burning from their pelts and a long cheeto necklace hanging on their necks.

They jumped off a cliff, falling to Cheese Island. And the cheetahs had a tea party with the zebras. The zebras got drunk on tea and cheese.

One thing led to another, soon they were dancing and zoo po-pos crashed the party because some were even dirty dancing. They were doing such a dance that it summoned the devil, who had awoken from his long-winded slumber.

Then the devil told the zoo po-pos to leave it to him to take care of them.

Sarah crashed the party, scaring everyone senseless, until they all died from fear of the mighty Sarah.

"FINALLY," Sarah roared, pumping her fists, "VICTORY WILL BE MINE!" Before Jeffery the middle finger came back and shot her.

Then Sarah exploded in cheese, leaving Jeffery a smack of cheese on the cheeks.

All of a sudden, Jeffery the middle finger exploded into cheese as well, making all the rats very happy. They had the best feast of their lives.

THE END.