“FLUFFY! GET UP HERE!” Stated an angry Mr. Post. Fluffy ignored him as usual. “WHY DID YOU ruin MY SOCIAL STUDIES PAPERS?! IT TOOK ME 3 YEARS TO GET THEM DONE!” Fluffy smiled mischievously. “You should have probably hid in the basement,” Sargon advised. “Yeah, maybe next time,” Fluffy said. Mr. Post’s eyes were not pleased and Fluffy knew that was the end. Fluffy did the only thing he could do. “THERE’S A GIANT SQUID IN YOUR FRYING PAN AGAIN!”
“WHAT!?!” Mr. Post ran for his life. “A giant squid!” Then he grabbed at the tentacles. “YOU THINK YOU’RE BETTER THAN ME? I WILL GET RID OF YOU.” Then he grabbed the squid and ran out side “HAHA!” He chanted. Fluffy was relieved that Mr. Post was occupied with someone other than him. “I’m...I’m just gonna go…” Fluffy said as he pressed a button that blew up Mr. Post’s Xbox. Fluffy loved making Mr. Post mad. “WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING?!” Mr. Post looked at Fluffy. Fluffy knew he was in trouble, big time. “You, you will be my parrot. Yes, yes! A parrot!” Fluffy rolled his eyes. “And HOW are you going to manage that?” Mr. Post cackled like a crow. He did this for so long. Fluffy started to get nervous. “W-What’s so Funny?” Fluffy cowered. Fluffy woke up, and he was laying straight out on this metal platform. A large machine with a long protruding ray pointed toward him. “I hope that’s a scratching post!” Fluffy groaned. Mr. Post’s hair was spiked up and all over the place. He had neon green goggles on and a lab coat, stained with green goo. “I hope that’s your Halloween costume!” Fluffy moaned. “All this hoping isn’t going to get you anywhere,” Mr. Post deviously smiled. “NO! I WANNA BE A CAT! THE ANCIENT ROMANS ATE PARROTS!” Mr. Post rolled his eyes. “I’m a social studies teacher, for one thing. I’m paid to be aware of these things.” He paced back and forth while he said this. “I guess it will be unnecessary to call you ‘Fluffy’. We’ll call you…. SALTINE! Ha!” Mr. Post did this weird victory dance that was probably from the 1600’s. He went over to the machine. “I haven’t tested this out yet,” He said. “Uhhh… then how do you know it’ll make me a parrot?” Fluffy asked. “Oh, if it doesn’t turn you into a parrot, it’ll morph your genetics and might end up turning you into some type of mangled blob,” Mr. Post stroked his machine. Mr. Post pressed a button, and the end of a large limb pointing toward Fluffy started glowing. “I HOPE THAT’S LED LIGHTS!” Fluffy screamed. A large beam shot toward Fluffy and Fluffy started glowing brightly. “HA HA HA!! HA HA HA HA!” Mr. Post laughed until he ran out of breath. The machine started making noises. “ AAAAAAH! 你好,你好吗! “Sorry he speaks Chinese,” said Mr. Post. “Oh, 很好,你呢?” said Fluffy. “Wow where did you learn that?” said Mr. Post. “I don’t know, but I’m starting to feel a little queasy,” Fluffy groaned. Then something REALLY WEIRD HAPPENED. “SQUACK!” Mr. Post had a devilish grin. Fluffy was terrified. “Are you hungry?” Mr. Post grinned. “I mean, I could go for a cracker right now, *GASP*!” Fluffy couldn’t believe what he was saying. “AAAAAUGH! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?” Mr. Post smiled. “Saltine, we’re going to sail the seven seas!” “Yey,” Fluffy said. He really didn't but he was going along with it. He had a plan. Comments are closed.
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