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Emma's POV
He counted the last 3 pennies and put them away. He gave me the ticket as I boarded the plane.
I took my seat next to a stuffed hippo, maybe a kid forgot it on the plane. I shrugged it off and looked out the window as the plane rode the runway and took off in the air.
My ears began popping so I started chewing my cinnamon gum. Suddenly, the hippo was thrown at me and someone sank into the chair by me. A stench filled the air and my eyes teared up. An old, smelly man had sat by me and was holding a bag of McDonald's big Mac. I gagged and turned away.
I furiously chewed my gum to fix my ears. The seat belt sign turned on because of turbulence. I reached for my seat belt until I saw something terrible. The old man's wrinkled feet were in my lap and he snored as drool dripped down to his ratty shirt. I screamed and took out my knife.
"ARRRGHHHH!" he screamed. He looked at his cut off feet in horror.
"You thought you could put your filthy feet on me without suffering the consequences? Just for that, I'm throwing them out the window!" I declared and smashed my window. The howling wind almost deafened me, but this was worth it.
"Security!" the guy shouted. In less than a second, thirty body guards had squeezed themselves in the aisle way. "Bet you didn't know that I'm the king of Tonga when you did this!" He pointed at his bloody leg.
"Oh don't worry about that!" I said kindly and farted right on his leg. The blood instantly dried up. "And sorry to tell you, but literally no one knows what Tonga is. So bye bye!" Before the body guards could protest, I pushed him out the plane window.
"She killed the king!" a bodyguard roared and swiftly pushed me out too. Thankfully, I had a parachute with me, so I quickly let it out.
It's not working!
Oh no! I'm doomed, I'm doomed, I'm doomed. All because Jacob wanted fries from a McDonald's in North Korea. I shook my head as I plummeted to my death, and suddenly laughed when I realized I would die trying to get fries for my sworn enemy.
"Emmmmaaaaaaa!" Jacob yelled. I looked up and saw him above me, falling to the ground. I let out a yelp and tried to get away, but a second later he had his arms wrapped around me.
"Oh my god, you smell like barf," I grunted and kicked him in his stomach. I stuffed a burrito in my mouth and let a fart fly me around and help me land safely to the ground. Jacob, on the other hand, landed in a shark's wide mouth.
I deeply inhaled the fresh salty air and looked around. I was on the beach of an empty island, seemingly uninhabited. "No way. Is this some Man vs. Nature story now or something? Gonna make me survive, alone, on an island?" I set my hands on my hips and glared at the sky. The narrators shrugged and walked away with a grin.
