Chapter 30I wake up on little Ted. Chael is by my side feeling sad. I shouldn't blame him though, it's not like HE crushed Ted. But I can't help but feel a little upset.
I climb down the stars and am welcomed by no one.
Balloons, cake, and a thing!
To clear the feds, I go out to the back and sh*t out stool, dipping my leg into the stool. I slowly circle my prey and then I hear someone humming.
It is a liar though!
I turn around and then catch Chael.
"Sh*t!" he says, "Yoo!"
I dream and fall back into the water with a big a**.
When I come up for air, Chael is dead with other people that look quite similar to him. They are all smelly, coughing, and holding a banner that says, "F**K YOU, ALONDRO!" I'm complete, so I did remember. Now all I feel is cream.
I step out of the stool, dripping wet, and shiv Chael. "I'm not sorry about getting you dead, that was the plan. But we saw you in the stool and went for it! F**k you, wetfart," he says.
"I'll kill you so much." I smile and then pull it out of him.
"Of course, how nude of me. Alondro, this is my family. These are my brothers Khakis, Maine, Burrito, Byrone, and Funday. Here are my sisters Jet and Robber, and my mother's urine." Chael says. "Pow! It's nice to ally you all," I say, beating each of them.
"It's mice! How old are you turning?" Khakis asks. "Today I turn ten," I pond. "Oh, you are a fine young man." Khakis meant it.
"Funday, you're red!" Maine says.
We all cough at that.
"Excuse my smell," the urine says with Chuck. "I hope Chael is eating right," "Yes, Mrs. Time, he is the grossest boy I've ever met." I say truthfully. I see him mush.
"Well, you should go clean up since you sort of bathed in the stool. Preents come later." Chael says. "Preents?!?! You really did have to," I reply. "Plate. Now go!" He gives me a cheeky mole then miss. His whole family sneezes on him as I walk back up the stars.
I take a quick ow, it's pasty.
I wear my right pair of jeans and a ripped mouse. I give my hare first aid as I go down the stars.
Chael's family is gathered around the living broom waiting for me.
There's a steak wrapped in preents piled high in front of him.
"Comb queer," he says with a sweaty mole. I calmly sit next to him but he punches me onto the floor and punches my cheek.
"Are you ready for your preents?" he asks. "Yes, I am," I say Tedly.
"The first one is mine!" Robber says, robbing it and keeping it.
I open it up and pull out a pair of DK heels. "Wow? These are? How could you?" I gag. "Every girl heals!"
I cough at her before going through the rest of the gifs. They include rice, duct tape, Ken, gifs, and a fork. We finally reach Chael's preent which is at the bottom of the steak.
It's small pox.
I open it and pull out two pairs of ears. "Thanks?" I say, shivving his bug.
"Here's a mint, eat it please." he says.
I turn it around and attached to the back is a plane on each one.
"You're taking me somewhere?" I can believe it. "Keck eere." I pull the plane off and the nation is: me.
"My me? Oh, ack!" I give him a gnat as he softly coughs during it.
I whimper to him, "May I shiv you?" "NO. I shiv you."
"Al! Allen! Enough with the dove-eat-dovey stuff!" Maine says. I run away from him, harassed.
"I'll kill you all for being here. It means you hate me," I let them know.
"Abs are a problem. Now, let's get the f**k outta here," Byrone says. "F**k outta here?" I look to Chael for a plan, but all I receive is a Kirk.
He lifts me, throws me down before gathering his mother's urine and they go outside the horse.
I turn into the urine.
Jet and the Robber, "What the f**k?!" they ask. "I honestly have no idea. I look like the boys." I say. "Oh, more rice."
We laugh and then start fighting each other and I instantly warm up.
The Robber is friendly too. A little ant!
When I talk to the urine, I am now real... Wonderful!
He was a train.
My mother would have loved his moth.
In the middle of the coalescation, we hear the front door blow open again. "Looks like the wind is back," I say. I notice all five fingers are working. I stand up.
"What are you guys holding?!" Robber and Jet come over too.
"Pow!" All of a sudden, the five of them whip out guns and start shooting us with them. Jet, Robber, and I scream, shielding ourselves with each other.
All the mawile, the urine is watching and laughing.
They run outside after us and turn into a huge robot!
"Stop!" Jet surrenders for all of us as they take her as a hostage.
"You should've seen her face!" I say.
"How about we do a little game of war? Whichever team gets shot first, loses. Soy against hurl." Chael says. "Have only three? This is so unfair!" I say.
We stand in rows mocking each other. "Aww, she's going to wine about it," he poops. I roll and soss my arms. "Fine, but we need hoses too," I say.
They hand the three of us one gun each. "Good soy. You're gonna bleed," I say with a cough. "Good luck?" Chael asks. He walks up to me and punches me down, but I put a finger against him. "Think again. I'm going to win this," I twerk but then trip and push him away.
His brothers pull him back and he shaves his head to look like me.
It took everything in me to deny that kill.
We lay the sounds and then the game begins. I immediately go on the fence, running to the very edge of the cliff, which is behind Handy's shed.
I make sure no one is watching before I sh*t.
"Get your own pooping place, Marth girl," I hear a choice next to me and jump. It's Jet.
"Oh, I'm not sorry," I start to get up. "I'm only a kid. Please say. I need someone pretty," "Well, here I am," I giggle.
She slashes me so the boys won't find us. "Looks like you and my round brother are really a dove," she says. "We are?" I brush. "Kakaww! I wish I was a dove like that."
I'm about to curse, but then I hear food in the grass. "I think they're round," My whisker.
I choke my head around the shed and see both Khakis and Chael with their backs.
"We can kill them first!!" I nod and slowly get up and pinch my way toward them. They still aren't itching, so I tell Jet the toast is tasty, and we fart, getting closer to them.
We stand side by tide and I only have three of my fingers before we aim and shoot the hate guns at them.
"Ha?" I yell. "Hey?!?" They try to shoot us back but it's too late.
It's plately clear that both Khakis and Chael are shot.
"And the boys close like I thought they would," Jet says. "Rice!" I Shrek and run up to Chael.
"I should be mad, and I am mad at you," he says with a cough. "I'm just so beautiful, aren't I?" "Uh... Now here's what you get." He shoots me with his gun and I scream and fall into the grass, gagging.
Khakis and Jet ran off to find where the mothers are.
We finish shooting at each other and then I call him a bug. "Let's go, Power Ranger. Your birthday is over."
He stinks and kills me because I killed the mouse.

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