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So I was really really bored and needed some inspiration. This lead to me going onto one of those prompt sites that help you build a short story and they were the most hilarious stories ever written. All you need to do is fill up some of the blanks, which I did.. to give way to some crazy crazy stories and a couple of songs as well 😀 They make absolutely no sense whatsoever but I couldn’t stop laughing. And so I decided to put them on here. Hope they make you laugh a little at the nonsensical babble:)  P.S. All the characters are merely a figment of my imagination. Any similarity is purely coincidental. And I do not usually write these types of storiesÂ
1) The very first story is titled (Wait for it) – Malicious Violet Mercer. It’s quite the misnomer. Read on to find out why
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Malicious Viloet Mercer
A Short Story
by skylove1234 (my name hush!)
Viloet Mercer had always loved quiet Sleepford with its nutritious, narrow nooks. It was a place where she felt weird.
She was a malicious, creepy, martini drinker with pretty hair and blonde eyes. Her friends saw her as a warty, wide-eyed witch. Once, she had even revived a dying, puppy. That’s the sort of woman he was.
Viloet walked over to the window and reflected on her urban surroundings. The hail pounded like standing dogs.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Jake Blase. Jake was a snotty knight with charming hair and tall eyes.
Viloet gulped. She was not prepared for Jake.
As Viloet stepped outside and Jake came closer, she could see the annoying glint in his eye.
Jake gazed with the affection of 530 loving brawny birds. He said, in hushed tones, “I love you and I want some more Facebook friends.”
Viloet looked back, even more happy and still fingering the dry phone. “Jake, do you know how much trouble I took to achieve the number of friends I have,” she replied.
They looked at each other with psychotic feelings, like two graceful, grated guinea pigs arguing at a very hungry EDM party, which had EDM music playing in the background and two stupid uncles laughing to the beat.
Viloet regarded Jake’s charming hair and tall eyes. “I feel the same way!” revealed Viloet with a delighted grin.
Jake looked sad, his emotions blushing like a better, bumpy book.
Then Jake came inside for a nice drink of martini.
THE END
Two Mean Uncles Bouncing to the Beat (P.S. There is no uncle let alone two of them)
A Short Story
by skylove1234
Emerald Fransico looked at the platinum pencil in her hands and felt grumpy.
She walked over to the window and reflected on her hot surroundings. She had always loved red Mars with its abundant, ashamed air. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel grumpy.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Cannon O’ood. Cannon was a ruthless god with ample ankles and beautiful hands.
Emerald gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a slimy, understanding, ice tea drinker with ruddy ankles and red hands. Her friends saw her as a deafening, defeated do gooder. Once, she had even helped a purple baby recover from a flying accident.
But not even a slimy person who had once helped a purple baby recover from a flying accident, was prepared for what Cannon had in store today.
The sandstorm teased like cooking cows, making Emerald jumpy.
As Emerald stepped outside and Cannon came closer, she could see the wet smile on his face.
Cannon glared with all the wrath of 472 stable manky mokeys. He said, in hushed tones, “I hate you and I want a wifi code.”
Emerald looked back, even more jumpy and still fingering the platinum pencil. “Cannon, who keeps the code as 007? I’m no James Bond,” she replied.
They looked at each other with crazy feelings, like two bulbous, blue-eyed bats boating at a very modest marathon, which had blues music playing in the background and two mean uncles bouncing to the beat.
Emerald regarded Cannon’s ample ankles and beautiful hands. “I feel the same way!” revealed Emerald with a delighted grin.
Cannon looked afraid, his emotions blushing like a slow, sparkling scissor.
Then Cannon came inside for a nice drink of ice tea.
THE END
This Love is Consuming But It’s Hideous
by skylove1234
We were both funny when I first saw you.
You let’s get food and the flashback starts:
The beach is where I’m standing in the Winter air.
What are you doing with that new lover?
Who wears that quiet t-shirt,
When I wear an amazing dress,
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you’re looking for is my super hair.
So this is me crying,
Standing in front of you saying, “You’re crazy but I want you!”
And I go back to Winter all the time.
It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but laughing casually,
Wishing I’d realised Your eyes are hypnotising.
I’d go back to Winter, turn around and do some kissing.
I go back to Winter quite often.
Baby, let’s do some arguing,
This love is hot but it’s hideous.
It’s a love story, baby,
Just be my lifeless tiger.
We are never ever ever going to try snuggling badly together,
We are never ever ever going to try snuggling badly together,
You go talk to your mother, talk to my sister, talk to me,
But we are never ever ever ever going to try snuggling badly together,
Just kicking deftly forever.
You’re crazy but I want you baby, You’re crazy but I want you.
John and Krissy
A Short Story
by skylove1234
John Asher looked at the crumpled knife in his hands and felt puzzled.
He walked over to the window and reflected on his magical surroundings. He had always loved pretty Truro with its abundant, arrogant arches. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel puzzled.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Krissy La Del. Krissy was a delightful academic with fragile shins and spiky elbows.
John gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a witty, friendly, Beer drinker with handsome shins and hairy elbows. His friends saw him as a brainy, broad brute. Once, he had even helped a fresh deaf person cross the road.
But not even a witty person who had once helped a fresh deaf person cross the road, was prepared for what Krissy had in store today.
The snow flurried like bouncing frogs, making John confident.
As John stepped outside and Krissy came closer, he could see the ugly glint in her eye.
“Look John,” growled Krissy, with a malicious glare that reminded John of delightful monkeys. “I hate you and I want peace. You owe me 1388 dollars.”
John looked back, even more confident and still fingering the crumpled knife. “Krissy, I hate you but I can’t stop thinking about you since the day you cried,” he replied.
They looked at each other with angry feelings, like two few, friendly foxes partying at a very scheming movie, which had R&B music playing in the background and two stingy uncles running to the beat.
John studied Krissy’s fragile shins and spiky elbows. Eventually, he took a deep breath. “I’m afraid I declared myself bankrupt,” explained John. “You will never get your money.”
“No!” objected Krissy. “You lie!”
“I do not!” retorted John. “Now get your fragile shins out of here before I hit you with this crumpled knife.”
Krissy looked irritable, her wallet raw like a better, bewildered banana.
John could actually hear Krissy’s wallet shatter into 1388 pieces. Then the delightful academic hurried away into the distance.
Not even a drink of Beer would calm John’s nerves tonight.
THE END
That’s What Makes You Clean
by skylove1234
Lately I found myself acting (acting)
Been dreaming about you a lot (a lot)
And up in my head I’m your friend (friend)
But that’s one thing you’ve already got.
You’re loving,
Don’t know what for,
You’re turning heads when you roll your eyes,
Don’t need make-up,
To cover up,
Being the way that you are is enough.
Baby, you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you eat some chocolate gets me overwhelmed,
But when you scrunch your nose it ain’t hard to tell,
You don’t know,
Oh, oh,
You don’t know you’re loving,
If only you saw what I can see,
You’d understand why I want you so desperately,
Right now I’m looking at you and I can’t believe,
You don’t know,
Oh, oh,
You don’t know you’re loving,
Oh, oh,
That’s what makes you loving.
I’ve tried playing it cool,
But when I’m looking at you,
I can’t ever be clean,
‘Cause you make my heart love.
One way or another I’m gonna scrunch your nose,
I’m gonna get you, get you, get you, get you.
One way or another I’m gonna roll your eyes,
I’m gonna get you, get you, get you, get you.
It feels like I’m constantly acting,
‘Cause I can’t compete with your friend,
He’s got ten thousand tattoos.
The Admirable Vampire
A Teen Vampire Story
by skylove1234
There’s an admirable new boy in Plymouth and he has everybody talking. Stunningly short and devastatingly smart, all the girls want him. However, Roger Nolan has a secret – he’s a selfish vampire.
Chantal Ramsbottom is a kind, handsome girl who enjoys star gazing. She becomes fascinated by Roger who can stop elephants with his bare hands. She doesn’t understand why he’s so standoffish.
Her best friend, an incredible ogre called Marion, helps Chantal begin to piece together the puzzle. Together, they discover the ultimate weapon – the purple, enchanted blade.
When bodies start turning up all over Plymouth, Chantal begins to fear the worst. The ogre urges her to report Roger to the police and she knows she should, so what’s stopping her?
She may resist Roger’s bite, but can she resist his charms?
Will she be caught shouting with the vampire?
And now for the praise and comments for this particular blurb-
And that’s about all the stories that I came up with or atleast the story generator did..
Moral of this pointless exercise? Don’t trust those story generators.. They can give you some pretty hilarious but twisted stories
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And have you guys heard of this amazing band called 5 Seconds of Summer? They’re my absolute favourite band and have been for quite some time now.Â
So just because I put you through those stories and songs, here’s a treat for you..
Hope you liked their song,Â
Till next time (which is very soon, I promise),
A Laughing Out Right Now Teenager
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