(A/n) yes, yes, yes, YES!! I finally did a funny story that is not fanfiction!!go me!! okay, its a bit weird, but all of my stories are...I had to come up with a storie to match this pic. of a grandpa and his grandson and the grandsons dog, and this is what I came up with!

I prefer not too

Once upon a time there was a little old man and his little grandson who lived on a little farm in a little state with the little name of Texas. Now this little grandson went on a little walk one day with his little dog and lit-

will you cut it out with the little? the little narrator heard a little voice from-

I mean it- stop making every thing little!

well who are you to tell me what to do?

I am the 'little' boy from this 'little' story, and let me tell you , I ain't so little.

Fine.

So...you'll stop?

Ya...

okay. Good. You may continue.

Will, gee, thanks for your permission.

You are welcome!

I was being sarcastic.

Do I look like I care?

I can't see you.

Whatever, get on with the story, I have another appointment to keep.

Fine.

Now one day the grand son went on a walk with his dog and-

wait, wait, wait, why do you keep referring to me as grandson? Don't I have a name?

no.

what! I have to have a name! I'm the mane caricature! You can't just tell a story with out me having a name! That's inconceivable! I demand-

okay, get this straight little buddy, I'm the author, so I call the shots! Got it!...okay, good, you don't have a name. I'm pulling a Bartleby.

...whats that?

Sigh 'Bartleby the Scrivener' It's a story by Herman Melville. This lawyer, who's name we never learn, hires a copyist, the Bartleby, and when he asks him to copy something his reply is, 'I prefer not to' and it would all make sense if you wold quit interrupting me.

...oh, okay.

Good.

Now one day the grandson went on a walk with his dog and on his way to the back pasture he met a man with a gun who ordered him to give him all the money he has with him. So the grandson, not willing to do this, replys with a “I prefer not to” the gunman, not wanting to waste time kills him and-

wait! I die?! after all that work and you just kill me off!!

no, not really, I just wanted to see you reaction... Where was I? Oh yes-

“I prefer not to”...