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"Time for our date," said Death, patting

  • "Time for our date," said Death, patting the backseat of the tandem bike. I wanted out. "Sorry, I, uh, didn't bring a helmet. I wouldn't wanna fall off and die." This saddened him
  • a lot more than I thought it would. I did not expect to see Death cry a flood of tears because I didn't think he could be so dark and yet have such a fragile heart. Tandem bike rid
  • ers wheeled by just then and did a double-take upon seeing Death, leaning on his scythe and weeping. The taller tandem rider whispered to his partner, "Make no bones about it,
  • I've killed more for less!" With that the Tandem rider swept the scythe through the Dragon Worm spilling golden blood across the cliff. Death swung his scythe into the belly of a
  • FoldingStory writer, much to his surprise. "Wait! the story had dragons and tandems and everything! you can't take me away now!' "TOUGH" said Death.
  • Death folded the next line, then allowed me to fold the next one. This was three years ago. Ha ha ha. I am still here and Death moved out with the bedbug infested furniture I had.
  • I bought all new furniture and my magic middle-aged redheaded fairy godmother shipped them for free. Unfortunately, it was cheap furniture and soon I was sitting in rubble again.
  • I filled out a claims ticket at the fairy godmother complaints desk. Fat lot of good that did me. As compensation they gave me a genie in a tabasco bottle.
  • The Genie was salty, not to mention saucy. Damn Genie had nothing more on his mind than to trick me and cut holes in my socks. I cursed the fairy godmother's and joined the league
  • of Mystic Death Ninjas. The MDN was my only hope of getting even with the fairy realm; and for saving my socks. The Genie was salty, saucy and sock-cut-tery for the last time!

1 Comments

  1. Rebbie Oct 05 2016 @ 13:47

    MDN here I come!

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