Falling.
Falling.
Fallinggggggg.
That was all Phil could think. The wind rushed through his feathers as the truck fell. The passenger seat window had cracked. Mariomasta420 lost all his cool, and began squawking, just as loudly as Phil. The pressure made the back of the truck break open, and Phil realized that they had fallen into the Grand Canyon!!! He grabbed onto the rope that was lying in the corner, and held on with all his strength (which wasn't very much). Then he realized that the rope wasn't tied to anything, and he and mariomasta went flying out of the van, plummeting through the air. Only then did they realize that they were pigeons, and they had wings that they could fly with.
Flapping with all his might, Phil flew as far away from Mariomasta as he could. Sadly, Phil was quite out of shape, and mariomasta, even though he was sixty, caught up with him, and grabbed him with his talons. Phil squawked, and bit him. Mariomasta cursed, and dropped Phil. Phil gained speed flying through the air, and was able to get enough momentum to fly like a jet, tucking his wings in and plummeting towards the side of the canyon. When he was nearly at the side, he stuck his wings out, and he went flying straight up, and landed safely on the side. Mariomasta420 glared at him as he escaped.
It was a long way home, and Phil was very out of shape, so he could not make it all the way home. He took a break, and fell asleep on the side of the road.
ZZzzzz
(─‿‿─)
Phil awoke by someone shaking him. He sat up blearily, still a bit high from the drugs. He blinked a few times, and he realized that it was the cops!
"Hey little guy, what are ya doin?" one of the cops asked.
"a;slkdfjsal fjksa;flk!" Phil replied, happy that school was paying off and he was getting much smarter. The two cops looked at each other and shook their heads. "Little guy, we're gonna have to take you in for a drug test." the second cop said. "asdlkfj;asfblurb." Phil smartly replied. The two cops grabbed him and put him in the back of the car.
****
After a long car ride, Phil and the cops arrived at the police station. He had to pee in a cup for a urine sample, which was difficult because pigeons don't pee, they just poo. So he pooed in a cup, which was not pleasant at all. He handed the cup to the cops, who were dogs by the way, and they whimpered and handed it to a parrot with gloves on.
Phil and the cops waited for a little while, and the parrot came back, squawked something in the first cop's ear, and looked at Phil disapprovingly.
"Kiddo, you just tested positive for cocaine. We're gonna have to send you to juvie," the cop said. Phil said nothing but, "asldkfjddarn."
YOU ARE READING
Phil the Pigeon
RandomA pigeon who has become an outcast tries to stand up for what he believes in. (Ok this story is kinda a joke, be warned)