The Last SliceA Story by LizardoPizza tonight..."Maybe, we should of grabbed the guns instead of
sticks" I said while we were hanging with our legs and hands tied from the
empire state building up side down at night with a cold breeze and high winds.
The Manhattan skyline stood with might in the direction of our eyes; we could
also hear the sounds of honking cars down below and see some of the thousands
of building that are in the area.
"Well I didn't expect that it would turn out like
this!" Answered back Dave. Trying to break free from the ropes. "Anyways, how did we get into this mess
again?" acting as normal as hanging tied from the tallest tower in New York
could be.
"SHUT UP!" Yelled a demanding voice from our
backs. A window opened from the tower revealing a balled
white man with a cigarette on this mouth. Boy, he looked angry. "I'm trying to play Damn Call of duty and you
can't shut up?" "I got killed twice just from hearing you two
talk about stupid things!" Said the balled man, still looking angry "Oh no, we're tied from the tallest tower in new York,
Mario please come and save us!" Said the man in girlish tone sarcastically
looking at us. He let out a sarcastic laugh and went back inside.
"I'm still wondering, how did we get trapped by a
lousy fat balled man who acts like a five year old and plays call of duty while
we are hanging tied from a flag post here?" Said Dave in a disgusted tone,
still trying to break free from the ropes.
"I like the weather here, it's nice and
cold" I said, my eyes still in awe watching the light show that the Manhattan
skyline was giving us, a thousand stars shinning in that beautiful night. I
would have enjoyed, if we weren't (Like Dave said) caught by a balled man who
acts like a five year old. God, people are really going down the highway these
days.
"I SAID, STOP TALKING!!!!" Roar the man from
the window again "Hey, Dom look, it’s the baby man!" Dave
started to laugh in a sarcastic way, I couldn’t contain myself and started to laugh
too. The man's cigarette fell down from his mouth and down
the building it went. He looked at the
flying cigarette like a ring thrown from a cliff. "Oh boy, the baby men drop his food!" Again,
Dave started to laugh, I laugh so hard that my face turned red just to watch
the baby man grabbed a Bazooka from the window and starts pointing it at us. "Okay you lousy selfish CIA agents, I'm going to
count to three. If you don't apologize to me in three seconds, I'm going to
fire you directly to hell and misery" Baby man started to point at our
heads with the big bazooka.
"ONE!" Yelled the demanding baby man "One for your mother with whom I drank last
night!" I let out a REAL laugh, my face burning red from laughing so much. "TWO!" Yelled again baby man "Two, oh man you could count to two?" Dave
let out a sarcastic laugh too. I was starting to get nervous, baby man's face burned
with hate and anger towards us, if stares could kill, don't doubt that this man
would of probably disintegrated us already. "THREE, TIME'S UP!" Yelled Baby man, I
closed my eyes and waited for the worst. Nothing happened; I still could hear the honking cars
below. I opened my eyes and watched how baby man started to hit the bazooka out
the window. "Why didn't this work!?" Yelled in anger
baby man "It's something called, reload your weapon?"
Said Dave, boy he was on fire today with his jokes.
Baby man hitted the bazooka again, but this time it
did let out an explosion that blew the section of the building where baby man
was, destroying the flag post and sending us towards the ground at a high
speed. "I think we should have shut up!" Yelled
Dave while were falling down. "I think were about to die!" I answered
back, with fear and adrenaline consuming me. "If we die! I want you to know something!"
Said Dave "What’s that?" I yelled "I ate your last slice of pizza last night at the
party!" Yelled Dave with a funny expression on his face "SON OF A BI-''
© 2015 LizardoAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorLizardoLA , CAAbout21 years now, Just another human in this world. I think I suck at writing, but yet I write to improve. more..Writing
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