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| Yes, I do write about things other than Lemies. This is a funny little story I wrote just to intertain myself. Feel free to read and comment. It's so funny. |
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Giant Chickens and Orange Armadillos
Once upon a time . . .
Wait, does it have to start that way?A long time ago in a galaxy fa,r far away . . .
Hold on, I think thats copyrighted.One day when the sun shown brightly and the grass was nice and green and all of the little forest animals were happy . . .
Uh, no, too fluffy.The cave looked foreboding to the fearless heroes . . .
Hrmm, why do heroes always have to be fearless? Get rid of fearless . . . there we go! Much better!The cave looked foreboding to the heroes. The sky outside was dark and didnt look pleasant either.
No, no, no, "didnt look pleasant either"? Give me a break.The sky outside was dark and evil looking, which wasnt better than the dark depths of the cave.
There we go! Much better! They passed glances from one to another nervously, for these heroes werent very brave, in fact, these heroes were chickens. Giant chickens that stood close to six feet tall. Heck, if theyre close to it they might as well be it. Giant chickens that stood six feet tall.Hey! Why are you looking over my shoulder? This is my story! Ill show it to you when Im done! Cruddy people who look over anothers shoulder while theyre in the process of writing.
Okay, it may be ten hours later, but it is finished; now you can read it! All right? Will you get off my back now? Yea, yea, go on and read it, Ill be in the kitchen eating cookies and milk.
The cave looked foreboding to the heroes. The sky outside was dark and evil looking, which wasnt better than the dark depths of the cave. They passed glances from one to another nervously, for these heroes werent very brave, in fact, these heroes were chickens. Giant chickens that stood six feet tall.
"Why do we even need to go in the cave?" One asked, knees clanking together noisily.
"We must! To save the princess!" The second said, spreading forth a wing towards the cave.
"I call upon a vote." The first said, he was a brown-colored rooster with bronze armor. "Who says we should go into the cave raise your wing."
Only one did. They voted to send HIM in the cave, considering he was the one who wanted to go. With a push and a shove he was thrown into the dark cave.
There was a loud scream! Suddenly the smell of lovely barbecue chicken filled the air. The three left looked at each other and ran off, never to be seen again.
Rumor has it that the monsters had a lovely chicken cookout that day, consisting of four overly large poultry.
A masterpiece if I ever read one. Now go away so I can write another.
Did you ever hear the tale of the purple monkeys, violet flying walruses, blue hampsters, and orange armadillos . . ..
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