Yes. Yes. Yes. No. And yes.
Bobby ran towards the lake, pursued by three Soldier Killer Drone Bees. He had to find the pilot and get him to fly the plane. He could see the plane in the distance through the smoke and the haze, but it was too far away. Stingers flew through the air aorund him, puncturing anything they came in contact with. He would never reach it in time.
"This is it Bobby," he thought to himself, "No more runnin', no more standin' back. This is the day you finally show what it means to be a man! " He turned around to face the Bees, but as he did so, he tripped on his foot. "Crap," he said as he fell to the ground; suddenly, something slammed into him, lifting him up into the air and knocking him unconscious.
Cindy flew as fast as she could towards the lake, holding Bobby under one of her arms. She could no longer see the bees now, so she slowed her pace down. Still, they were soon flying high above the lake as it shined with Soviet brilliance.
"Everything's gonna be alright," she bzzzed to the limp form of Bobby.
Then she saw a blnding light, and a ringing sounded inside her head. Cindy started to black out.
***********FLASHBACK***************
Cindy was playing down by the old swimmin' hole with some of her friends from school. It was a serene summer day. The birds were chirping, the wind was laughing, the sky was dancing.
"Hey Cindy," shouted Mary Beth Sue, "Wanna go on the tire swing?"
"You bet your momma's sweet dumplin' cupcakes I do!" replied Cindy. She ran down to the edge of the lake and jumped onto the tire swing. She let it go back and forth a few times before she jumped off. The feeling of the wind was exhilirating as she plummeted towards the cool water down below. Without warning, a wildebeest lept out at her and hit her arm (it was Jimbo's but that's another story worth sittin' round the fire for). She winced in pain and hit the water with a gut-wrenching splash. When she came to, she was on land, and her friends had circled around her. She got up slowly and saw the looks on her friends faces go from sympathy to horror.
"What is that," screamed Betty Kate Martha.
"What are you talkin' about Betty!" askd Cindy, becoming slightly angry.
Betty pointed to Cindy's lower arm. The skin had been peeled away on the top, revealing a scaly insectoid arm with a greenish substance oozing out of it.
"That? That's just my arm," said Cindy.
Everyone recoiled. "Your...your arm?"
"Yeah my arm. You sayin' that you don't have an exoskeleton under your flesh?" Cindy laughed.
"No," said Mary, "We're normal. And you're different. I dont think we can be friends anymore."
"Yeah," added Betty, "You look like one of them communists I sees on the TV."
"No I don't!" shouted Cindy, trying to keep herself from crying.
"Communist, Communist!" yelled Betty and Mary, "Cindy is a Communist! Ha ha ha."
Cindy ran home with tears flowing down her face. When she got to her room, she slammed the door and cried into the pillow.
The entity that was her father came into the room. He sat down on the bed, but despite his incomprehensible, non-euclidean size, nothing moved.
"What's wrong, mutton-bunny?'
"The other girls say I'm different."
"Well of course you are. Everyone's different, and everyone's special in their own way. You're especially special to me and your mother.'
"But they laughed at my exoskeleton. And Daddy, the called me a communist."
Cindy's father was silent for a moment. "You know what? I'll talk to your principal about this. Maybe then those mean girls will stop teasing you."
"Thank you daddy." Cindy managed to smile through her tears.
********End of Flashback********
Cindy and Bobby hit the water of the lake with a huge splash. Their limp bodies slowly started to sink.
(OP: Nate, December 14 2006)
Bobby ran towards the lake, pursued by three Soldier Killer Drone Bees. He had to find the pilot and get him to fly the plane. He could see the plane in the distance through the smoke and the haze, but it was too far away. Stingers flew through the air aorund him, puncturing anything they came in contact with. He would never reach it in time.
"This is it Bobby," he thought to himself, "No more runnin', no more standin' back. This is the day you finally show what it means to be a man! " He turned around to face the Bees, but as he did so, he tripped on his foot. "Crap," he said as he fell to the ground; suddenly, something slammed into him, lifting him up into the air and knocking him unconscious.
Cindy flew as fast as she could towards the lake, holding Bobby under one of her arms. She could no longer see the bees now, so she slowed her pace down. Still, they were soon flying high above the lake as it shined with Soviet brilliance.
"Everything's gonna be alright," she bzzzed to the limp form of Bobby.
Then she saw a blnding light, and a ringing sounded inside her head. Cindy started to black out.
***********FLASHBACK***************
Cindy was playing down by the old swimmin' hole with some of her friends from school. It was a serene summer day. The birds were chirping, the wind was laughing, the sky was dancing.
"Hey Cindy," shouted Mary Beth Sue, "Wanna go on the tire swing?"
"You bet your momma's sweet dumplin' cupcakes I do!" replied Cindy. She ran down to the edge of the lake and jumped onto the tire swing. She let it go back and forth a few times before she jumped off. The feeling of the wind was exhilirating as she plummeted towards the cool water down below. Without warning, a wildebeest lept out at her and hit her arm (it was Jimbo's but that's another story worth sittin' round the fire for). She winced in pain and hit the water with a gut-wrenching splash. When she came to, she was on land, and her friends had circled around her. She got up slowly and saw the looks on her friends faces go from sympathy to horror.
"What is that," screamed Betty Kate Martha.
"What are you talkin' about Betty!" askd Cindy, becoming slightly angry.
Betty pointed to Cindy's lower arm. The skin had been peeled away on the top, revealing a scaly insectoid arm with a greenish substance oozing out of it.
"That? That's just my arm," said Cindy.
Everyone recoiled. "Your...your arm?"
"Yeah my arm. You sayin' that you don't have an exoskeleton under your flesh?" Cindy laughed.
"No," said Mary, "We're normal. And you're different. I dont think we can be friends anymore."
"Yeah," added Betty, "You look like one of them communists I sees on the TV."
"No I don't!" shouted Cindy, trying to keep herself from crying.
"Communist, Communist!" yelled Betty and Mary, "Cindy is a Communist! Ha ha ha."
Cindy ran home with tears flowing down her face. When she got to her room, she slammed the door and cried into the pillow.
The entity that was her father came into the room. He sat down on the bed, but despite his incomprehensible, non-euclidean size, nothing moved.
"What's wrong, mutton-bunny?'
"The other girls say I'm different."
"Well of course you are. Everyone's different, and everyone's special in their own way. You're especially special to me and your mother.'
"But they laughed at my exoskeleton. And Daddy, the called me a communist."
Cindy's father was silent for a moment. "You know what? I'll talk to your principal about this. Maybe then those mean girls will stop teasing you."
"Thank you daddy." Cindy managed to smile through her tears.
********End of Flashback********
Cindy and Bobby hit the water of the lake with a huge splash. Their limp bodies slowly started to sink.
(OP: Nate, December 14 2006)
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