Creative sentencing

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  The carts took Akiko to the Buck E' Deez restaurant where people used to go all the time during the 40s and 50s.
She ran up to the door only to realize it was locked tight!
"Oh, yeppers... we lock-ed that dooh...", meekly chimed Bart.

  The lights in the door were turned off, but that didn't stop the curious Akiko from taking a peek.

  A soon to be regretful peek...

  Akiko was taken aback in a negative way.
The restaurant contained a skeleton huddled inside of its playplace, visible through one of those half-sphere colored-plastic windows.

"AAAH!!! Why is there a skeleton in there?! Who is that?!"
"Oh thah...", Said the rather cold Fart, dilated pupils visible. "Is Hank. He visited us every once in a while, but he always had a little issue of sorts. He would never leave the playplace without 30 minutes of whining, so we locked him in there! We went on a good ol' camping trip for a few days, but when we came back he had stopped moving all together and the place stunk like the dickens!"
"Couldn't you have just locked him up in a shed with good air conditioning and food or something?! Humans need food And warmth! You should have known better!"

  Then, Akiko looked closer, and noticed something that made her feel more annoyed than scared.
"Wait... that skeleton is fake! Real skeletons are waaaaaaaaay bigger than that! Let me guess, 'It'S jUsT a PrAnK bRo!'?"

  Akiko stormed off, the leg warmers on both her arms and legs shuffling angrily, same with her pigtails.

(AUTHOR'S NOTE FUN FACT 🎉 🎉 🎉: "Hank" is a shortened version of the name Henry. The more you know, I guess? 🤷‍♀️)

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