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Monday, 19 November 2012

Johnny


After a hardcore party at his friend’s house, Fred walked back home using the only shortcut he knew best: The dark alleyway. Usually he felt secure going through that route until this very night. A dark silhouette approached him. The moonlight lit his face, revealing a smirk which creeped Fred out.

“Do you want an adventure?” The stranger asked. He didn’t reply. Suddenly the stranger started waving his arms wildly like from the Humba Humba show (which Fred loved) followed by a sky-blue aura that surrounded them both. A void sucked them both in, travelling at the speed of light. They landed at a field but when Fred looked up, there was something wrong. The world they were in was... Colourless. The only sources of colour shone from Fred. “How do I get out of here!!!!” Fred asked frantically.
“You must climb Mount Lol to get out of here... but be warned, it is guarded by cute little death ponies” he explained “oh and my name is Johnny “ he announced.

Fred started his way up, seeing no danger around. Then a few minutes later, he reached a small platform on the mountain, deciding to camp there.  Fred  laid his head down on a pile of fresh dirt hoping to get enough sleep to replenish his energy for tomorrow. He woke up later and looked up in the sky - there was a bright, dull circle in the sky which he perceived as the sun. He continued towards the peak, coming across little dancing skeletons of miniature horses... which changed in an instant. Before he could pass them, they grew to the size of cavalry horses, and blocked his path. He threw a rock, a stick and a pie... yes, a pie Anyways he hit one of the skeleton’s knee, which wobbled and crumbled like a tower of dominoes. He continued what he did to that horse and did it to the others, toppling all of them and reaching the top.

At the top he only saw an apple, mysteriously glowing. “ You must digest some of this apple without biting it” Johnny said. Fred juiced it and digested its juice then he was surrounded by a fiery aura which teleported him back home, only to find Johnny sitting down on Fred’s coffee table eating all his cookies.