The Foolish Runaways
The Runaways looked at the hyperboloid lollipop in Myrrael's hands and felt funny. They walked over to the window and reflected on the strange surroundings. They have always loved weird Underland with its stale, snotty strange lights. It was a place that encouraged their tendency to feel funny.
Then they saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of a clown . The Clown was a silly crazy with wet legs and green hair.
The Runaways gulped. They glanced at their own reflection. They were a chatty, crazy looking, bacon hot chocolate drinkers with sexy legs and wild hair. Their friends saw them as a bewildered, amazingly brave weirdos. Once, they had even saved a small teddy bear that was stuck in a drain.
But not even a chatty bunch who had once saved a small teddy bear that was stuck in a drain, was prepared for what the Clown had in store today.
Wax Storm teased like running enoks, making The Runaways crazy.
Then they saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of a clown . The Clown was a silly crazy with wet legs and green hair.
The Runaways gulped. They glanced at their own reflection. They were a chatty, crazy looking, bacon hot chocolate drinkers with sexy legs and wild hair. Their friends saw them as a bewildered, amazingly brave weirdos. Once, they had even saved a small teddy bear that was stuck in a drain.
But not even a chatty bunch who had once saved a small teddy bear that was stuck in a drain, was prepared for what the Clown had in store today.
Wax Storm teased like running enoks, making The Runaways crazy.
As The Runaways stepped outside and Clown came closer, they could see the unkempt glint in her eye.
Clown gazed with the affection of 2109 quiet hissing hisers. She said, in hushed tones, "I like you and I want to play a game."
The Runaways looked back, even more crazy and still fingering the hyperboloid lollipop. "Clown, are we going crazy? Are we seeing things?"
They looked at each other with jumpy feelings, like two adorable, abundant adaroos floating at a very high distance from the ground, which had piano music playing in the background and two crazy enoks flashing to the beat.
The Runaways regarded Clown's wet legs and green hair. "Let's play a game of deadly hollows and iron thrones!" revealed The Runaways with a delighted grin.
Clown looked jittery, her emotions blushing like a weak, wet wand.
Clown gazed with the affection of 2109 quiet hissing hisers. She said, in hushed tones, "I like you and I want to play a game."
The Runaways looked back, even more crazy and still fingering the hyperboloid lollipop. "Clown, are we going crazy? Are we seeing things?"
They looked at each other with jumpy feelings, like two adorable, abundant adaroos floating at a very high distance from the ground, which had piano music playing in the background and two crazy enoks flashing to the beat.
The Runaways regarded Clown's wet legs and green hair. "Let's play a game of deadly hollows and iron thrones!" revealed The Runaways with a delighted grin.
Clown looked jittery, her emotions blushing like a weak, wet wand.
Then clown came inside for a nice drink of bacon hot chocolate.
THE END
THE END
Author: Wax Storm
Photos: LadyGold
Photos: LadyGold
Critic's reviews for The Foolish Runaways "I feel like I know The Runaways . In a way, it feels as though I've always known them." - The Daily Tale "About as enjoyable as being hailed on whilst taking in washing that has been targeted by seagulls with the squits." - Envious opposed writer "The funny and the funnier!!! Wow and just when we thought that there was nothing crazier out there than the Runaways, this novel comes to make us rethink!!" -Niki Ros |
"Saying Wax Storm teased like running enoks is just the kind of literary device that makes this brilliant." - Wax Storm "I could do better." - Unknown "To Unknown: Then you do it!" -Wax Storm |