Deeks POV
A dancing chicken. And not any old dancing chicken, but a headless one. And no, I'm not messing around. Inside our house is a dancing headless chicken. And if that wasn't wierd enough, there was a bright orange sheep next to him, doing the macarana. Shocked and confused, I looked at Kensi, her face one of shock, confusment and amusment. Then we heard a noise, kind of a squeaky one, come from the other side of the room. Looking over, I saw that a life size rubber cow had been thrown in through the window and had started shaking it's butt in the air. A giant cucumber walked over to me and shook my hand. Absently, I shook it back, only later realising that I had just shaken hands with a cucumber. He said his name was Larry. Next, my phone charger walked over to me,
"Hello, I am Finley the phone charger, I come in peace," I looked over at Kensi, who was deep in conversation with her NCIS Badge. For some reason, I didn't even find that wierd.
"Um, hey Finely, can you bring me a cooked and fried rubber goose?" I asked, not even realising what I was saying
"Of course, King Deeks. You are the ruler of the house! You may have as many fried rubber geese as you wish," He announces.
"Why Thank you. In that case, I'll order 13223112123 please," I told him, laughing as he nodded and scurried of towards the kitchen. Suddenly, it didn't seem like any of this was wierd or abnormal. It just seemed normal. Perfectly normal.
"So, has any one seen Jelly bob around here?" I asked loudly, making sure everyone, I mean, everything, could hear me.
"Indeed, he's in Fridgland. Just turn left at cubord 263 and make a right turn at the sink," Miss. Button told me, very helpfully. I wasn't quite sure why I wanted to see Jelly bob, but it just seemed like the right thing to do.
"Why hello Mr. Deeks, I have been ecxpecting you," He cackled loudly, frightening the bejesus out of me.
"Um, hey. So Jelly bob. What is the diplomatic theropy of the inter for the galatic brain juice?" I asked, the words coming easily out of my mouth.
"Ketchup Deeks, we've been over this,"
"Sorry Jel Bel,"
"Ug, loser. Anyway, you are hereby granted the right to own the letter Z, congrats," He said. I started runnong round the house happily, stopping to pick Kensi up and spin her around and around and around and around. Suddenly, her weight seemed to multiply by 100 in my arms and I dropped her, her head landing on a piece of very sharp glass. Crying, I picked her up and rushed her to the hospital, followed by a large crowed of Ducks, Grapes, cheese graters and Blankets. I rushed her inside, karate chopping all the other people in the waiting line, and checked her in. They took her into the swimming pool and gave her some cucumber too put up her nose. The doctors rushed around looking after her, when one of them came up to me.
"If she dies, it's going to be all your fault," He tells me. I sit down in despair. I may have killed my three kids and my amazing girlfriend. I decided to give up chocolate for a month if she died.
"Excuse me Mr. Deeks, you killed her. Kensi Blye is dead," They announced, before skipping away.
Kensi blye is dead, kensi blye is dead, kensi blye is dead. It kept being repeated through my brain, over and over and over again until my head felt like it was about to explode.
And then I woke up.
I looked around frantically, looking for Kensi. Then I realised that it had all been a dream. Kensi wasn't my girlfriend, I wasn't about to have triplets. There were no cucumbers called Larry. It had all been a dream...
A/N: I know, I'm a complete and utter wierdo. I hate myself for doing that but it had too be done I'm afraid. So yeah, please comment and vote! Thanks guys. Bye!!!
