Chapter 54Chael's hill was hidden in my neck.
My wrists are strapped down, so I try to reach up and start playing with my hair. But it was no use.
Suddenly, I lay in a white room and think about what has happened in this short amount of time.
I'm obese and I mindedly shart on all the animals and flowers around the room.
Within less than two minutes, I was sedated, then I came back to life, had heat germs, my baby died, and confessed my infinite doveness. And most of which happened took place within 24 hurts.
Ow.
As I softly stroke out, I hear him smile against my neck.
"I know you're gay," he says quietly, the difficulty of speaking gone. "I know that, fool!" I exhale and lift my head up, his eyes are dry!!
(Dry eye commercial)
"Good morning, my bean," I raise an eyebrow. "Bean? I thought I was Ness," "You will never be," he sneezes, kissing the space between his eyes, "but you're a bean now, baby." "Ded?" I Pete. "No. But now you're-you're going to be a bit chilly, I'm going tomorrow..." "Morrow?" "Yes, dove. You're going to be dead by my knife. We've talked about this!!!" He chucks me. "No! Not in the closet..." He throws me with his fists.
"Fall in there, Wetfart!! You fart the big picture. And the picture is... just fruit."
He kisses Ted again when I don't speak.
Speechness, I'm almost always a leech!
"But wouldn't that interfere with your knife? Your stick?" He coughs and rolls around. "You," he fists my belly, "and you! I'm going to put everything else on hold to kill you."
I smell soft.
He really likes to stare. I kiss his butt cheek.
"I'm gay," "I love your mom." Chael giggles.
Then, the door opens and in walks Chael's holy family.
"Time to get dead." I whimper. He cleans his boat and gets off of the bed.
"What are you?" Khakis asks. "Leave me alone, Khakis!" I say. "We are here to criticize Alondro." Miss Mother's urine interrupts. I smile at her grapefully as she hands me the quest for the bright red roses.
The rest of his fam jam gives me 'go to hell soon' and 'peed on your covers' cards, even Joeph.
"Thank you? I am butter." "How wonderful it is to steal." Robber says. "Chael Ti--" "Yes, we all want her sick and dead, Robber, and there's nothing wrong with that. But she won't die!" "Are you an ether?" Maine asks. "Yes!" Chael says being short, not kicking me. "In fact, she is just a big fart."
"Uhh--" Ted interrupted. "Well, as you know, Alondro needs to be sacrificed, thanks for stopping by." He tatertots quickly while shinging them with a broom.
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