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((Than call them chicken nuggers))
((Than call them chicken nuggers))
((I honestly laughed so hard, I'm sorry XDDD)
Tis the quest for the delicious chicken nuggers. Honestly, it was kind of funny how this all came to happen.
As we flew through the sky, I spotted a KFC below us. Pinepple reared its head. He wanted some more chicken nuggers, and maybe some proper rope for his bridal.
But the KFC was a British one, so it had run out of chicken! Pinepple and I almost cried. If he didn't get enough chicken nuggers soon, Pinepple would turn into a…
Chicken nugger himself.
And then, i'd have no choice but to eat him. I cannot resist the urge of the chiken nuggers.
I won't lie, a giant chicken nugger would be fantastic, but to eat my best friend? I don't know if I could take the delicious guilt.
Oh, i'd take that guilt and eat it with chicken nugger. No, no, no, he's named after my Grandmother's smashed pineapple, that'd disrespect her, but then again, she is dead.
As we flew, the skies darkened and a rumble was heard in the distance. "Oh no, Pinepple! We must land before your wings get electrocuted by the lightning." I said to Pinepple. Pineapple nodded quickly and we spiraled downwards.
Just as we were close to reaching the ground, BAM!!! Lightning struck the edge of Pinepple's right wing! He throttled forward and bumped into me as we went crashing onto the ground. I faceplanted, all I tasted was my blood and mud.
"Pinepple? Pinepple?!?" I called out to my precious dino. He was silent. He did not move a muscle.
Suddenly, Pinepple nuggers sounded absolutely delicious. I landed Pinepple and raised a chicken nugger spear. "Sorry, buddy . . ."
I shut my eyes tightly. I raised the spear high, trying not to cry.
(What if this was all imagined by a 5 year old as they had to eat dino chicken nuggers? Pineapple was the last one and the kid didn't want to eat it because the shape looked like it had wings.)
((OMG LMAO))
"Mija! Stop playing with your chicken nuggers and eat them!" I heard my mother yell. She was so insensitive, in this sad, sad moment she's here, urging me to eat my best friend. Tears rolled down my cheeks
(HAHAHA YES)
Pineapple was bleeding out tangy ketchup blood and I didn't want to eat him. I just wanted him to live and be my friend forever…
"Who the hell is Mija?"
"You, honey." She smiled at me "Now, killdatdino!"
Pinepple looked up at me with an expression of despair and betrayal (somehow, considering he was a pterodactyl). He looked so upset and innocent, how could I kill a friend like that‽
"I'm sorry, but I have no choice…" I muttered, and swung the spear towards my mother.
The dining room we sat in became the plain me and Pinepple fell in. Thunder boomed through the sky and lightning flashed. My murderous mother stood there, confused and angry.
((Sorry, I had to make it three sentences.))
"What the hell, Mija?!" She growled. I looked straight into her eyes, "It had to be done."
"I raised you!" She hissed, her face contorted with anger. "No, you didn't, my name is not Mija!"
"Mija means daughter you ungrateful child!" She screamed.
"I DON'T CARE! Pineapple is my best friend and I won't dare harm him!" I screamed back.
I pointed to spear at her, Pinepple lay behind me, bleeding. Lightning flashed as I charged.
We crashed together on the floor, slapping each other blindly and screeching as our nails were chipped. "I'm not even a girl," I sobbed. "How could I be your daughter?"
"Shut your pie hole, girlie! I moulded you out of clay, I decide what you are and aren't!"
"I'm made of clay?" I asked, aghast, as I slapped her across the face.
"Yes," she spat.
"Ew," I said and wrenched her head from her body. She was only LEGO, so I was sure it hadn't hurt too much. Her bright yellow, disembodied plastic head sneered at me lifelessly.
"Bye-bye mother dearest," I said, and tossed it over my shoulder. Pinepple made an offended sound deep in his throat as it wacked him in the side of his skull.
"Oops, sorry buddy," I said.
(Sorry this is so long sheepish face)
Pineapple shook his head. I whipped my head around, surprised at the sound of footsteps coming down stairs.
Stairs? In the middle of a clearing?
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