Bob returns

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Bob was happy as he slirped up his llama concoction in a coconut shell. "Ahhh." He had escaped prison just a week ago ans was enjoying his time in Hawaii. He had drank at least 65 gallons of orange juice for breakfast and was feeling as fresh as a hot icecream sandwich. He sat on the beach watching the seagulls splatter their wet sloppy poop on the picnic tables. It was one of his many hobbies. "Isn't this a nice day?" He askes his only friend his loyal adviser. His adviser nodded. "Indeed your bananajestyniest." He said as Bob waddled over to the water. He splashes around with his long banana butt swinging behind him. "This is bananatasticiniest!" He said flapping his arms around in his bikini. He had seen pictures of models in them and thought if he wore it it would make him look handsome on his blubbery banana body. "Don't I look amazing?" He said as he tried to swim but looked more like he was a sick child with a violent mental disease. His adviser tried very hard not to cringe. "Of course...your bananajestyniest!" He shook his long banana butt and took a selfie. He thought he looked even more wise and handsome in his bikini. His adviser sighed. Bob spent the whole day on the beach drinking orange juice afterwards. When he got home. He poured himself and his loyal adviser a glass of orange juice and turned on the TV to the new channel, the reporter said...

The banana who was recently caught has just escaped from prison! The police are on the look out for this psycho fat banana and demand that whoever sees him shall call the police imidietly! He is still not to be found...

Bob turned off the TV. "The police are looking for you your bananajestyniest! You must hide!" Bob scoffed. "Those chubby chicken nuggets will never find me my chumped up Chimichanga!" He said as he waddled back to the kitchen to get some more orange juice. "And... Well there's something I forgot to tell you your bananajestyniest!" Bob turned around and gobbled down his orange juice. "What?" He said. "Um... You see after we spent alot of money on our vacation, we um... Well... Ok. We're broke your bananajestyniest!" Bob frowned. "I think I'm in one pieces of spaghetti!" His adviser sighed. "No... We have no more money bananajestyniestheist." Bob was devastated. How? He thought. What was he to do. Suddenly, he had an idea, he knew what he had to do. He opened his computer and went online. Bob, needed a job.

In five minutes Bob knew exactly what he wanted to be. A super model. He had everything it required to be gorgeous. He had a wise face a long butt a big belly, and most of all he had a long tounge. He would be an amazing super model.

The next day was try outs. Bob wore his favorite outfit... Nothing. He hopped onto his llama and rode through the city until he arrived at the modeling agency. He watched as crowds of beautiful banana girls walked in, wearing very fashionable outfits. Bob tried to look extra handsome in his outfit ( he was naked) by swinging his arms around so fast he started to take flight but didn't realize it till he was at least 3000 feet off the ground. "Oops!" He said as he started to plung from the sky at a hundred miles per second landing smack into the cement concrete. "He felt as his spine crackled all the way down and as his liver spit open inside him. "Ahhh." He said. All the models around him were staring at him like he was insane and walked away in disgust. "Ew. Who's that weird naked guy running around, is he some sort if creep?" Said one girl. "Yeah omg he's so weird." Said her friend as they walked away. Bob got up. He wasn't going to let some pretty bananas take away his self esteem. He stomped into the building and stormed off to the try outs room where a very long line where a bunch of girls were waiting. He waited for what seemed for hours. When it was his turn, he was more than ready. The judges looked at him in disgust. "Um... What brings you here?" Said one banana judge. "I'm here to become a handsome super model!" He said. They judges bursted with laughter. Bob was sad. "Oh really? Show me your cat walk." Said the judge. Bob waddled down the run way as fast as he could with his long banana but swinging furiously behind him. He did his favorite pose which he called, the squishy burrito. He twisted his left arm behind his back and under his right arm and wrapped his legs aroung his neck, tripping over his right arm and tumbling off the stage into the pews. But he didn't stop there, he ran back and pushed his fat body onto the stage and waddled back backstage. The judges however were shaking there heads and writing down things in their notebooks. Bob came back for the results. "You sucked. Get lost." Said the judge. Bob thought he was going to cry. "Goodbye." Said the judge. "Wait..." Said Bob. "What." The judge replied. Bob stepped forward. "I like lasagna." The judges thought for a moment. "Ok...  CONGRATS OF COURSE YOU CAN JOIN THE AGENTCY!" Bob smiled. His dream was coming true.

The night of the fashion show was now and Bob was more than ready. He was last. He watched as the last contestant walked back stage. It was his time to shine. He had tight jeans and a huge fluffy fur jacket. He waddled off as quickly as he could down the run way flapping his arms up and down as he frolicted closer to the audience. "Hello my fans!" He yelled as he jumped off for his adoring fans to catch him. Everyone backed away and he landed smack onto the hard ground. He felt his liver splatter open inside him again. He weezed his way back on stage and started to head back. But... He couldn't move his legs. His jeans were so tight on his long banana butt he had lost his blood circulation and couldn't even waddled back any more. His legs collapsed lifelessly under his torso making it look as if his lower body was deflated. He watched as the audince roared with laughter. Suddenly the auditorium doors burst open. "STOP IN THE NAME OF THE LAW!" Said the police. He was in trouble. Again.

Hope you guyz liked chapter four/five sorry I haven't written in a while hope you guyz enjoyed it! Chapter five will be out soon!🍌🍌🍌

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