Oh crap we getting serious

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I took everyone home. as we were driving home everyone had a box on their porch. An angel sized box. I took mine and put it next to my rubbish bin.( sorry to everyone from the uk, I apologize for all if the inaccuracies.) when the man asked me what was in it I said, "trash, what else?"

He took the box and threw it in. As I blinked I saw a hand emerge from the box. Then, the compactor did it's thing and I saw a lot of stone dust fly into the air. Then we turned around. All of the angels were out of their boxes. with the cardboard torn around them. like something had clawed its way out of the box. oh no.

"Rory, go inside will you? In fact, lets both go inside."

"Why are w-"

"Just get inside you little-"

Ok I'm going."

We really need to work on communication.

We walked inside. I checked the house. No statues. No angels. No nothing. I breathed a sigh of relief. My phone chimed. Well, actually, it is a recording of the TARDIS in flight. but I picked it up. it was my neighbor.

"How do you like the new statues?"

"I think they look ugly"

"You're full of rubbish"

"I think they are terrible"

"Hey! Did you know they have motors in them? The science behind these things must be amazing! this thing just moved, but when I look at it, it stays still! So amazing!"

"I got to go."

"Ok, TTYL and all that."

"Bye"

crap

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