The Adventure of Mr Socky

The Adventures of Mr Socky

Once upon a time there lived a vey special school sock called Mr Socky! Mr Socky was extremely important to his sock keeper Moonpie as he kept her feet warm and free from any form of yucky blisters and she loved him dearly.

One day, after Moonpie had dismissed Mr Socky from his daily duties, Moonpie took Mr Socky off her foot and placed him carefully onto a pile of clothes she had made earlier. She was planning to put them in the laundry basket,which served as a second home to all of Moonpie's clothing.

After picking up the pile of clothes, Moonpie walked off to place them in the laundry basket, not noticing that she had left her beloved Mr Socky all on his lonesome on the cold, hard floor.  

Being alone was something Mr Socky did not like one bit, as socks are made to be in pairs. After being left by himself for a few minutes, Mr Socky started to worry for his wife Mrs Socky and their ten children, who help Moonpie keep her fingers warm as well as her feet.

As time flew by, Moonpie still hadn't noticed that she had missed a sock in the pile and Mr Socky was absolutely terrified about being left by himself. Luckily for him, Moonpie's servant brother, Nightwing, had walked passed that specific spot where Mr Socky was lying, hopelessly alone. Nightwing called out to Moonpie and she came rushing through just to sort out the dilemma, to find her favourite sock lying abandoned on the floor. Delicately picking him up with her hands, Moonpie carefully maneuvered her way to the laundry basket so Mr Socky could be reunited with his friends and family.

Being the ever so beloved sock he was, Mr Socky thanked both Nightwing and Moonpie on being returned to his second home and for being reunited with his family. He was extremely grateful that they had saved them and swore that he would be the best sock that had ever existed. And that, he was!

Now true to his word, Mr Socky continued being the best sock to Moonpie and, with his family, lived happily ever after in his home of the laundry basket.

The end!

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Don't mind my mindless dribble! Even though it's based on a true story! About my sock! Don't worry, you're just as sane as I am! ;D

Stupid people, not mentioning any names @bitterglass1, said I had to write a story in order for her to fan me! Stupid idea I think!

So if you happen to come across this story, don't judge at my horrible writing skills coz I wasn't very awake while writing this and blame @bitterglass1 for this magically appearing on here!

Oh yeah! Don't hurt me for the bad grammar and all that jazz coz writing theses things on an iPod is kinda hard!

I loves you alls! Except for Firefox ;)

~missmoonpie