"I gotta go! I gotta go! I gotta go!" The young lad with his bumpy spine, big eyes, and long hair ran mucho fast. You may ask where he was going. "I'M GOING INTO THE VOID!!!" He cannonballed off a flight of stairs and rolled on the ground like a parkour mastermind.
"I need two airplane tickets and a bag of chopped nuts," he said to remind himself, but then realized that the airplane most likely had peanuts, but also no, he wanted specifically cashews.
"Aya," he said his own name confidently, like a pokémon, with a grand smile across his silly face, as he landed on a moving cargo ship. He begins to scream.
"RAAAHHHHHH!!! I FORGOT MY CASHEWS!!!" He bent backwards while he yelled, eventually landing on his back.
"Oh I guess I'll get them when I get off the boat," he said sadly, realizing he wouldn't have his special cashews, and that he would have to buy plain ones.
He sighed and simply laid out on the deck. He took a nappy. He rolled around the deck like a teal limp spaghetti noodle while he happy nappy. "Why my my!" a voice called, "You'll get burnt bum!!" but Aya could not hear for he was asleep. "Honk mimimimimi, Honk mimimimimi"
Aya dreamt of the void he craved, a place where he could find anything he could imagine. "What a cool zone," he thought, "I like cool zones." If he got into it yuh he could have hamburger sandwich and diet Cococola. He could have jumping higher than the jumper no way! He could have free stuff. He could get some index cards finally. That's another thing, for some reason every time he needed an index card they were sold out, stores didn't have any, no one he knew had noticed and lived their lives without them. It's not like he needed the index cards, I mean he can use paper, but it's just odd. The lack of index cards was something he found so odd that it made him crave them more, whereas usually he wouldn't care.
He drooled at the idea of diet Cococola, mmm Cocococola, Aya dreams of it. "I dream oh hamborgar sandwich o diet Cococola I dream oh hamborgar sandwich o diet Cococola I dream oh hamborgar sandwich o diet Cococola."
And then he couldn't feel himself breathe.
He woke up squirming, a large bird stumbling off of his chest.
"Caaw!" it screamed.
"CAAWWW!!" Aya screamed back, and the bird flew off.
He sprayed his luscious locks with Batiste in order to keep his luscious locks looking fresh and valoominous.
He thought to himself, "Where the nyx can I get a hamburger sandwich and diet Cocococola on this cargo ship?" His valuminous cascading mane flew with him as he whipped his head around, looking for himself a meal to soothe his tummy. He saw the fated sign.
"UNDER THE SEA SUBWAY!" he salavated and wiggles his didgeridoos, "Don't mind if I do!"
Aya dives under water, his massage valomonos head strings flowing behind him as if he was a kite.
"The glowing lights," he thinks, "I see thim."
"I can't breathe... Am I gonna make it?"
"I'm not gonna make it..."
