Tuesday, April 9, 2013

lol lol lol

lol lol lol is a story me and Jake wrote today!



Beep! Beep! The alarm clock went off. Stewie looked at it and grunted, "11:50 AM, late again! I was supposed to be up at 7 o'clock!"

Stewie rushed down the stairs, and since his parents weren’t home he ate some cereal and rushed to his grandma's. Before leaving, he snatched the breakfast tray from the counter and hopped on his bike. He soon found himself facing a pink door. He hesitated before rapping on the door. The door opened and his grandma's wrinkled face smiled back at him. "Here, grandma," Stewie said nervously. "I brought you breakfast... at noon..."

 "Noon." She grunted, "Come sit down my dear." She paused and narrowed her old eyes at him, "And tell me why you’re so late!" "Well..." Stewie's mind raced, trying to think of a legitimate excuse. "My cat went into labor... on the roof!"

He blurted. Grandma's eyes narrowed. "Your cat is a MALE."

Stewie swallowed. "His girlfriend!" Grandma's eyes narrowed even more.

 "Oh really? That really happened Stewie?" Stewie nodded and added quickly, "And more happened!"

 "First, the cat started having rainbow waffle babies! So something was wrong! The waffles tasted so so bad I fainted and woke up being clawed by the cat on my roof! Then…" Stewie paused and thought for a moment, 'Is grandma believing this..?' Well shes crazy enough to believe! So he went on, "Umm, then Mr. Buttchin saw me and turned into a unicorn and saved me!"

"Well Stewie.. I believe ya! Come in and hug me!" Stewie did as she said and thought, Pheww can't believe she fell for it! Then right at that moment the police ran in and yowled, "Look out that old lady's got a gun kiddo! Attack her with the cheese !"

"Umm, whats happening!?!" Grandma pulled out a gun. "Sorry kiddo. You've gotta go." Suddenly, a crash could be heard and the closet door was flung open. The real Grandma! She and the fake Grandma kicked, punched, and pulled hair. Soon the faker was out cold.

"Thanks, Grandma," The people said. They flashed their badges. "CIA. This faker was a wanted Russian Spy, posing as your Grandma. Your real Grandma saved the day!"

As they dragged the unconsious spy out the door, Grandma turned to Stewie. "You know, if you had gotten here earlier, you might have died..." Grandma smiled.

"You know Stewie, why don't you bring me lunch instead from now on?" Stewie laughed. "Okay Grandma!" And he spent the rest of the day at her house. 

-Frost and Jake

 

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