Warnings: Dead Bird
Oh Shit.
I just killed that bird.
I stare down at the bird laying on the ground before me before giving it a light tap with the very tip of my shoe.
Yep, definitely dead.
What do I do with it?
Do I just leave it here?
No, I know what must be done.
I pull out my phone to call Richie.
*Ring*
*Ring*
"Hiya!" Richie's annoying voice rings through my phone, "What's up Stan?"
"I just killed a bird and I don't know what to do or how to react"
"Oooo! Where are you?? I wanna see the dead bird! Can I see the dead bird??" His voice over the phone makes me cringe.
"I'm outside my house"
"Alrighty! Be there in one clickerino!" I hear a beep as the phone call end.
Well I guess all I can do is wait.
Why not call Bev.
*Ring*
*Ring*
*Ring*
"Hey Stan!" her voice is nice and calming to listen to after that nails on a chalkboard voice Richie has.
"Hey, so uh, basically, I killed a bird, and need help burring it, um, can you help?"
"Weird question, but sure I guess...? Um, may I ask how you killed it?"
"Oh ya, I hit it with a rock."
'Okay, three questions. One, why'd you throw a rock at it? Two, where are you. And three, please tell me you didn't call Richie."
"Answer one, I wanted a good photo of it flying so I threw a rock to startle it away. Two, i'm at my house. Three, ya I called him, he's going to be over here in like, 2 minutes."
"Stan, your an idiot. I'll be there in like, 3 minutes. Don't let Richie do anything stupid."
*beep*
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Oops Bird Down
FanfictionOh shit, Stan just killed a Bird! ------------------------ A story told completely from Stan's point of view. Current status: Ongoing
