Improv Story

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  • Dedicated to Leeroy Jenkins
                                    

The broccoli has been stolen. That is the third time this week, and it is getting annoying. I suspect the NINJAS (Network Integrating Nocturnal Jabberwocky Assassin Society), but the SHEEP (Sneaky Hamburger Eating Electric Pandas) could also be responsible. I could use my muffin spy camera to find out, but since jabberwockies are scared of muffins, they might sit on it. And I can’t have that happen, because the muffin camera cost me two cauliflowers and a 6 toe long rubber band. I shall now enter my hut, made of 50-year old lobster shells and cantaloupe seeds; it is the second largest hut in the town, after Jimbob’s, made of cheese and lollipops ( I secretly ate some of his lollipops but they were yucky and stale). I enter my hut, and take a

chocolate bar from the oven and lick it until it is gone. Then I hear zimbo barggin-in screaming I grab my old school knife made of lollipops and candy corn and suddenly zimbo slammed through the door he was really barging-in I stab him with my candy weapon and he cries his face is really sad so I shoot him with my squirtal gun and he cries more so I grab my healing powder and heal his holy facness with my powder of healing...ness after he thanks me and leaves and I go outside and jump into my cannon and fly away suddenly i'm superman fighting crime a ninja (Not the society) was sneaking up on a girl I flew down and stopped him from punching her with his stupid fist and I hit him in his candy hating arm, She thanked me for being a hero above heroes!

I ran back after that and hid my costume in my ninja closet and ran outside I see inspector licorice and his friend captain Hurcu-weak.

“Whats up I ask the inspector”

“Random spot check for terror-wizards”

“Ok you can look around”

“OK then”

They search my house for a long time and find nothing until they look in my shed and find a wand-o-terror the terror-wizards most renown tool.

“Well well well what's all this den’?”

Curses i've been set up by hobo-jobo no doubt.

“Hobo-Jobo set me up I swear!”

“No he did not your going to the slammer punk!”

I spent the last of my years in the “Slammer!”

THE END

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