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Author: dinodaw
Fiction Rated: K - English - Humor/General - Reviews: 7 - Published: 05-07-08 - Updated: 05-09-08 - Complete - id:2514761

“What a day” said the person sitting down

“Yes, what a day indeed,” said the skull.

“Oh, you again,” said the person.

“What do you mean me? Who are you up there and what do you want with me,” said the skull.

“What do you mean what do I want? I should be saying that. Bad skull bad,” said the person.

“I’m sorry sniff I di-di-didn’t mean to WHAAAAAA!!” cried the skull.

“Oh I’m sorry. Don’t cry. Please don’t cry!” said the person.

“I-I-I was just s-scared! Whaaaa,” cried the skull again.

“You were scared? Aren’t you supposed to be scary?” said the person.

“Well umm, I don’t know. Could you tell me?” said the skull.

“NO! How would I know!” yelled the person.

“Well you could read a book on skulls from under things,” said the skull.

“Under things?” said the person.

“Yeah, like under the couch; under the park bench; under a rock,” said the skull.

“Oh I get it now. But where do you get this book?” The person asked.

“You get it from THE SKULL FROM UNDER A GIFT CART!!” yelled the skull.

“Oh, I get it now. Hehe. Where is this gift cart?” the person asked.

“Well you go to the park and walk up the hill and then you will see a gift cart. Look under the gift cart and give the skull under there 10,000 dollars. Then he will give you the book!” said the skull.

“TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS FOR A BOOK; I WOULD RATHER DIE!” screamed the person.

“Oh, you want to die? Just go to the park bench near there and sit down. Then my brother will take of you,” said the skull.

“No, that’s not what I mean. What I mean is that I really don’t need to pay that much for something and that I would rather die; but, I don’t mean actually die, you know,” said the person.

“Umm yeah! Could you go there anyway to get me something from the skull? It’s called moskalata. It’s for long lasting bones and that’s important when you’re a skull,” said the skull

“Oh yeah. Wait, how much does it cost?” the person asked.

“Umm 5 dollars,” said the skull.

“Well okay; I bet I could buy some cookies and milk with 5 dollars; but okay,” said the person.

“COOKIES AND MILK!! I think moskalata can wait!” yelled the skull.

“Well, I’ll be going now to get them. You just stay there,” said the person.

“If I move from under the couch I’ll die!” yelled the skull

“Oh well, don’t move then. Hehe. Bye,” said the person.

The End



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