Episode 2: The Opposable Nosable
Okay, where did I leave off? Oh yeah, the world is ending, and there are meteors flying everywhere, and we’re going to die. Aw.
Wait a minute… I don’t hear
anything. I don’t see any more meteors
either! Woohoo! The world isn’t ending. What a relief. I’m dancing now. I’m doing the Macarena.
Wait a minute. I hear something. AW, it sounds really familiar; I know I’ve
heard it before. It’s on the tip of my
tongue! OH YEAH, IT’S THE SOUND OF A
METEOR PLUMMETING TOWARDS ME! That’s
right; because the world was just ending and that’s the sound I heard when the
meteors slammed into the earth. Man, I
love that feeling. You know, when you
think you know the answer to something and it’s right there in your head but
you can’t put a finger on it and then you
BOoOOOM!!
AHHHHHHHHH! Holy crap, a freaking meteor just landed
RIGHT in front of me! Wow, I could have
died. Ahem.
Let’s have a look at this meteor,
shall we? It appears to have a bluish
green sludge leaking out of it. I’m
going to sniff it. Ugh, it smells really
weird. Kind of like if somebody eats a
really good food and then their breath smells exactly like it and you can’t
decide whether that’s good or bad.
Uh oh, I seem to have gotten some of
the bluish green sludge on my nose when I sniffed the meteor. I’ll wipe it off before my nose gets messed
up and I look like the child of Michael Jackson and Voldemort.
Too late. My nose is feeling really weird. I feel… powerful. I’m changing.
Duvduv. Duvduv. That’s the sound of the vein in my
forehead. I feel so alive… awgh, now I
feel like I’m going to puke… I’m passing out… I’m dying… GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD…
I just woke up. Hey, that means I’m not dead! Sweet.
Well, I should get back home now.
I wonder how long I passed out for.
Man, my face is itchy. I’ll just
scratch it with my nose.
HOLY CRAP. I JUST SCRATCHED MY FACE WITH MY NOSE. How the %^#$ did I do that?! Let me try again. Awesome!
My nose can move around and grope things like a finger! I bet it was from that meteor discharge I got
on my nose.
Well, I guess that means I’m a
superhero. I’m going home to get some
tights. No more will Alden be harassed
by meteors, study hall teachers, and the excruciatingly long and irrelevant
reports of WACS News. For I am…
The Opposable Nosable.
To Be Continued...
To Be Continued...
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