mikcons

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They all heard a loud boom and Donald was shot. Many people ran to him and security came for the mikus. Obama was holding trump as his wounds bled. They locked eyes and trump pulled him in and whispered in his ear "get the mikcons we need them. Theres a map in my room under the bed. Go now while the clones are here." trump kissed him using the little bit of strength he had left. Obama let go of him and booked it to trumps room.

He got to trumps room and looked under the bed. He saw a black bottle that he opened releasing a aroma of strawberry milk. He saw the coordinates and went into the streets. "I need a car... but they'll know mine..." he though. As someone rode by. He knew what he had to do. Obama took his hand gun and shot the car causing it to stop. He ran as fast as he could to the car and opened the door grabbing the driver and throwing them into the yard. Obama started speeding going as fast as he could following the map.

Once he got to the destination he was extremely confused. He turned the paper to see it saying "They're Magically Delicious!" its lucky charms... it clicked! A rainbow! Look for a rainbow!! He got out of the car and looked around everywhere. He was about to give up when he saw a mini door in the bushes... "there's no way ill fit" he thought but he tried anyways. He bent over and opened the door... he got dizzy and shrunk. He was tiny!! He walked through the door and got teleported to a gorgeous factory.


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