Stingy Nightmare Joku
A Short Story
by Yes
Nightmare Joku looked at the tiny book in his hands and felt sarcastic.
He walked over to the window and reflected on his quiet surroundings. He had always loved dark forest with its tiny, thoughtless trees. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel sarcastic.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Cross Jakei. Cross was a clumsy angel with brunette feet(LMFAO) and pretty eyebrows.
Nightmare gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a stingy, wild, cocoa drinker with wide feet and feathery eyebrows. His friends saw him as a gorgeous, green god. Once, he had even rescued a smoggy chicken from a burning building.
But not even a stingy person who had once rescued a smoggy chicken from a burning building, was prepared for what Cross had in store today.
The moon shone like talking rats, making Nightmare sparkly.
As Nightmare stepped outside and Cross came closer, he could see the keen glint in her eye.
"I am here because I want revenge," Cross bellowed, in a controlling tone. She slammed her fist against Nightmare's chest, with the force of 8667 humming birds. "I frigging hate you, Nightmare Joku."
Nightmare looked back, even more sparkly and still fingering the tiny book. "Cross, "Let's get married"," he replied.
They looked at each other with sneezy feelings, like two shaggy, super snakes laughing at a very hilarious funeral, which had trance music playing in the background and two special uncles gyrating to the beat.
Suddenly, Cross lunged forward and tried to punch Nightmare in the face. Quickly, Nightmare grabbed the tiny book and brought it down on Cross's skull.
Cross's brunette feet trembled and her pretty eyebrows wobbled. She looked cross, her body raw like a gleaming, giant gun.
Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Cross Jakei was dead.
Nightmare Joku went back inside and made himself a nice mug of cocoa.
THE END
