Chapter 3 Benny

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1 day later...

Imagine a radioactive butterfly, bat, t-Rex, antelope, and jackrabbit on the hot streets of Los Angeles, holding a sign that says 'Charlotte or bust' on it. Yeah, that's us. He pulls up to the curb of the street we are on, in a gigantic truck that could hold a dinosaur! Wait... That was its purpose...

"Get in guys!" He says. We all get in the back, and Rexy in the way back. Oh yeah, you're probably wondering why the cops don't kill a giant green T-Rex. Well, this is a fictional book so the author of this book does not want to kill off a giant green T-Rex character of his.

The driver, Harry, and I we're making small talk and I said "Whoa, man, you have a serious scar on your head. How'd you get that?"

"As my friend would say, Bloody Hell' you don't want to know." He replies.

Okay...

We just entered the city limits and Harry had to go to the bathroom, at a pub, and Jimmy the radioactive antelope yelled to a mustache biker guy "Hey idiot, I want your mustaches autograph!" The two exchanged some R- rated words I am not going to say even if someone paid me to say those words, and two minutes later, they were in a back alley going at it. He punched Jimmy, and Jimmy shot a scorching-hot laser at him. Ouch!🔥. "Pépe was yelling 'Fight! Fight! Fight!' in French. Hey, do any of you French students know what that means? (Tell the author below.😃)

We made it to Phoenix!

Next stop: Houston!

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