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Off they went never looking back on that old train station Ross felt a little tear in the corner of his corneal. "NO, NOT TODAY TEAR." Ross preached. "Hey let's stop at that truck stop up ahead!" Said marmalade. So they did, but it was no ordinary truck stop, no it was a very sketchy truck stop. With vines growing down the edge and broken glass everywhere. But it's for some reason marmalade looked past it all and saw it's inner beauty which was really just month old sprite and expired lotto tickets. When they finally walked inside they saw a man in a salmon tunic and gray stilettos. He seemed to be buying a bottle of murky water and a single piece of gum. "DO ANY OF U CITY SLICKERS KNOW WHERE THE DANG DESERT IS?!?" Ross screamed with such passion and grace. "Gotta go north chum". said the strange man. The employee behind the counter didn't seem to notice anything about this conversation. "Oh thank you sir, im Ross and you are?" The man waited for a moment and then said "I'm ChArLiE." "Pleasure to meet u Charlie." Said Gerald. "No it's ChArLiE." The man spoke again. "Oh well thanks again!" The snails were cautious of this man and thought it was now time to leave just as they turned around and headed towards the gas station door they heard ChArLiE speak his final words to them " just remember you never know what's gonna come through that door..."

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