The Pickle that was in a Pickle

Percy the Pickle and the Bubble Thief

In the pickle suburb of Pickleton, there sits an upset pickle called Percy. Percy the pickle was in a bit of a pickle due to the new resolution he had came to which consisted of him being 2 cool 4 school, but 2 lame 4 fame. He most definitely wasn't 2 glam 2 give a damn, as he gave a damn alright.

He plodded outside of his house to get some space as he knew that if you talk shit you get hit. After sitting outside for awhile Percy saw tiny glistening bubbles starting to surround his house. "Unbelievabubble." He said to himself as he saw another group if bubbles floating his way.

Percy in his upset state if mind then plodded over to the nearest bubble ad opened his mouth wide hoping that he could get a taste of this magical transparent sphere. As it floated closer to Percy, Percy's mood lifted only for it to come all crumbling down as the bubble popped due to Percy pickle exterior. "Don't hate me cos you ain't me." He shouted in disgust at the liquid remains of the hater bubble. He couldn't grasp the idea that haters are gonna hate.

Percy then, at a moderately high speed, plodded over towards the next bubble and opened his minuscule mouth around the bubble as his one tooth pooped the bubble sending the sickly liquid down his pickle insides. To which he responded "I'm feeling rather bubbly." and just like a mosquito he had pierced someone's happiness.

He plodded inside to tell his family and friends his newest experience to which they replied " v cool v swag I like it." And "yoda grapetest."

It was safe to say Percy the pickle was no longer in a pickle.

This is dedicated to Sarah as her story is no where near as hip and swag as mine.
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