hai ppls. omg wut r we going to call you guys D:! to da story! :D{when da adoption happens and yea...}
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im screwed.
there is no way im getting out of this cage.
so, this is how im going to live my final minutes...
stuck in an tiny cage, bored, and extremely unhappy.
i have what, five minutes now?
and now i have to live my final times with a random guy staring at me.
how fricking embarassing.
im picked up by the lady who i bit {no regrets.}
she smiles at me, knowing she is the one to destroy me.
but nooooo. she doesnt get charged with murder, shes just 'putting me to sleep'.
bullcrap.
i whimper, what? i cant help it. im scared.
she pulls me near the clerk counter, which has the door of soon to be my death, behind it.
she plops me on the counter.
what is she doing?
she let goes of me, and i hear the click of the counter.
why is she locking it?
she reluctantly opens the lock.
i literally fall out.
something goes and touches my neck, probabaly to grab the collar of my suit and drag me into the doom room.
thats what ill call it for th rest of my life.
my life was only prefarably five seconds though.
i look up to see 2 guys.
one was a... astronaut? uhm... ok then...
the other, the guy who was staring at me a few minutes before had a slightly off white v-neck, brown hair, jeans, a red and black checkered hoodie with white sleeves comeing out of it, soft brown eyes, and the sweetest smile ive ever seen, was petting me.
HOLY CRAP! I WAS ACCTUALLY BOUGHT!?
WOOOOOOOOO
SCREW YOU COUNTER LADY!
they lead me out and into the car.
im so frickin exuasted.
the most comfy thing ive ever sat on is sending out serious sleep rays.
ugh! I cant resist any longer!
*:D at le house*
I yawn. best sleep ive had in the time span of about what, five minutes?
i run into the house.
the first thing i see is a fricking HUGE FLAT SCREEN.
omg. ive only seen tv through windows without sound.
then the guy with the checkered jacket says to me, "you can watch some tv."
how did he?
im drooling aren't i?
the astronaut guy is lying on the couch watching something ive never seen.
ive always wanted to see the avengers. so many people walk past me in shirts with it.
its a tv show right?
i cant talk. or it gets back to the doom room. oh notch no.
so i cant ask for the remote, why not just get it?
it will also see what kind of people own me now.
i pounce on the astronaut guy.
he struggles, and after about 30 seconds, gets what i want and starts to yell.
"UNCLE UNCLE UNCLE!"he squeals
was that the guy in the checkered jacket?
he tosses me the remote and i get off of him and reposition myself off of him.
so they are funny guys eh?
perfect.
i hear someone dying of laughter and i turn my head for a second.
uncle is on the floor, slamming his fist into the ground, successfully making the 'XD' face.
i laugh to myself.
uncle gets up and walks up the stairs.
the astronaut guy points down the hallway, "you room is at the end of the hall, to the right."
i go there once the movie was done.
HA LOKI! IN YO' FACE! YOU CANT DO CRAP!
my mind is fully murked with the thought of superheroes, and i find myself walking a bit like the hulk.
i jump on the bed and fall asleep, dreaming about superheroes.
