The call...

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The other hamsters and I marched through the kitchen, out through the tables, and out the door of the restaurant. We kept marching but then realized we smelt like shit (literal shit), but we still kept marching. We were getting sticky and it was hard to walk so we stopped by a gas station to lick ourselves clean. It kinda tasted like pistachio. Once we were all clean, we continued marching. We marched and marched until we got tired... Groin said "look! That man has a phone" and ran over to attack him. He climbed up his leg up to his head. Groin crawled down his throat and started kicking really hard until the man died. He climbed out and took the phone out of his pocket. Groin dragged it over to us. I asked "what are we going to do with it?" Groin replied with "call friends." in a very serious voice. We turned on phone and went to the emergency call. We typed in 12345678910 and pressed call. It was ringing. Soon a  creature picked up. It wasn't a human thought. It had a crackly voice. Groin said "Sir! May we please visit planet icecubeboom? We request a meeting with mayor Martinmith. Officer poopinburger turned us into Scottish hamsters and we need revenge." the creature on the phone replied with "quarkkkkkk mmmmm fineeee... seeeee you sooooooon." Then he hung up. I looked at groin, he looked at me, and we started marching again.

85 days later...

We finally reached Groin's secret rocket ship... all 760 hamsters border first then groin, then me... groin started the ship and 3, 2, 1, BLAST OFF!!!

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