Grease covered his face as the plump man gobbled down his fresh New York pizza. Philip was in a rush he was late to do his morning runs.
"Oh gosh, oh gosh" Philip ranted on until he finally dashed out the door, "Where to next?" Philip asked. Philip looked out into the distance he saw a hot dog stand a quarter mile away "aha" he mumbled. Philip sprinted towards the stand not looking back, he was hungry, he was the plumpest man, in the city of Marville."Good grief," Philip said "I missed it.''"You should've rolled instead Philip," said Nick in the distance. Philip was now faced with his square-headed rival, Nick. "And I suppose you just happen to meet me here is that right" grunted Philip. Nick ignored Phillip and walked away. "Where do you think you're going" replied Philip angrily. *Silence arose*. A flyer flew in between the rivals. FOOD COMPETITION! Those were the only words Philip needed to see.Philip looked at Nick and grinned " Last one there pays for dinner tomorrow" Philip then rolled away.*"This is much faster my gosh!" Phillip said in his head. Nick without a second to think walked slowly toward the town square, "He didn't read the directions, "That idiot." Nick said. A few rolls away nick can spot Philip in the distanceNick grunting "That crazy bastard followed the smell"Nick finally caught up he has tire like if he was the one rolling. Philip came up to Nick and it a little kid's voice said: "well that's free dinner for me tomorrow yummy!!!" Nick stayed silent and walked he was embarrassed he had lost. Philip signed himself and Nick up you could tell he was excited. He left a trail of drool everywhere he rolled. Nick wanted to give up to this point but he had to beat him if it was the last thing he did. "Listen, Philip, you're going down," said NickWith his confidence regained he looked up into the sky and said "This one for you Obama.""IT IS TIME!!!!!" said the announcer.Philip and Nick looked at each other they knew that this contest was to the death because they were faced with the word most dangerous food. The Obamaniable Burger!The two rivals looked at each other. This was the last meal. Like Jesus and his disciples. Philip was concentrated his belly rumbled it was like an earthquake inside of him. Nick grined. They both took a seat and waited."Just so you know I have never skipped lunch," said Philip. He was serious there was no more joking around."That's just baby talk you're just scared," said Nick as he spat on the ground."It is time all contestant step forward we will go over rules and make you sign waivers". These were the last words before the chaos. The pots were boiling the stoves, the grills, literally cooking up death himself. The first burger came out. Dripping in grease it had the most beautiful buns ever. Slightly sprinkled with sesame seeds and soaked with butter this burger had it. It was gorgeous."Oh boy am i eating good today," Philip saidAs the burgers were being server a surprised guest came in.It was Obama President from the United States. In all his glory he had shown up. Obama With his half-bald head, his tall muscular appearance was standing upon Nick, Philip, and the other contestants. NO words were needed and the contest began. Without a second to react Philip had already eaten 5 burgers in 30 seconds and Nick only 2. The gap was far but the contestants were slowly dropping numbers the burgers were just too good to just eat fast. That's why they were known as death. They made you savor them to death! Nick and Philip Tied 50 to 50 burgers they were NOT giving up. All it was Was much after munch There was no way to stop these wild men. With less than 3 minutes left Nick thought they were still tied. "Just give up," said Nick as he struggled to swallow. But as he looked to his side Philip was knocked out. Was he dead? Or full? Nick wasn't aware of his surroundings or what in the world had happened but he realized that time had stopped for him only. "How could this be, Impossible!" Nick saidHe had been eating for how long exactly? 200 years but he had been munching on the same burger too. Confused he walked out. And saw Obama sitting in a chair right outside. "What is going on Mr. Obama," Nick said in a shrugged voice" The mission was a success boy," Obama said with a smile."What mission"" It's nothing boy" In tears, Nick begged for him to help and Obama simply looked at him. And SHOT HIM.
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I'm Hungry
FantasyIn this short story we will see two childhood rivals attempt to take the prize of winning a eating contest. Both are know for being monster on the table. While one devours the other one will silently consume its pray. See as these two build conflic...