horah for my sister! (she helped me) this ends the kitka/skipper thing in the پرستار fiction world.im a skilene, so writing the beginning was hard.hear i go!
it was a nice afternoon in central park, and skipper was looking dashing. well, all he did was put a black bow on his chest but THAT MAKES HIM LOOK LIKE HES WEARING A TUX!.
S: kowalski? is this bow tie exactly straight?
k: (gets out measuring stuff and measures the angle philosify watever its called) skipper this bow tie is aprociminly 1.0 percent off balence.
s: blast man! how am i supposed to look nice when-
p:its 10:00 skippa'
s:oh no!!! im gona be late for my تاریخ with kitka!
told ya its hard
skipper rushes to the سب, سب سے اوپر of the asolinated amalcimated building in midtown whatever its called.
s:(climbs up top) hi kitka!
k:helloooooooo skippper.
[theres a میز, جدول with chairs and china(plates) and silver wear.]
skipper sits down and looks at food. its ,.... broclii with butter.
k: i was trying to go vegetarian ever since i almost ate your friend fred.
s:acualy آپ did, but he just didnt get digested, یا something.
k: oh ya. (picks up fork and starts to eat broclii)
[may i remind آپ that skipper dosent eat witha fork]
s:(looks aquardly at broclii and the fork,. then he picks it up and hold it wierdly in his flippers)
hmmmmmmm,.... ha, this reminds me of a cool trick i could do with a pen. (he spins it around in his flippers) but i couldnt realy perfect it-
the fork flew out of his hands and landed in kitkas eye
k: AAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!
S:ummmmm oh look at the time!! i hafta feed rico....(runs outa there and climbs down ASAP)
k:YOU GET BACK HEAR آپ RASCLE!!!!!!! IM GONA!!!!!!! GONA!!!!! IM GONA KIIIIILL YOU!!!!
S: (to himself): be glad it wasnt a knife......
skipper runs back to the HQ ASAP
K:(takes fork out of eye) evily:revennnnnnnnge..... (sticks fork back in and chases skipper)
HQ:
s: aaaaah!!!!!!! let me hide!!!!! (hides behind TV)
p: whats wrong skippa'?
s: whats wrong?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? kitkas eviiiiiil!!!
p:c'mon skippa'! shes totaly harmless! (goes outside to a waiting kitka)
p: (sees kitkas evil smile and fork) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!(RUNS BACK IN)
p:aaaaaaaaaaaah!!! your right skippa'!!! shes freeeeeeeeeky!!!!
s: آپ did not need to see that, im sooo sorr-rr-y!!
now private and skipper are huddled with fear in a corner. see ch.2!!!!!!!!!!!
it was a nice afternoon in central park, and skipper was looking dashing. well, all he did was put a black bow on his chest but THAT MAKES HIM LOOK LIKE HES WEARING A TUX!.
S: kowalski? is this bow tie exactly straight?
k: (gets out measuring stuff and measures the angle philosify watever its called) skipper this bow tie is aprociminly 1.0 percent off balence.
s: blast man! how am i supposed to look nice when-
p:its 10:00 skippa'
s:oh no!!! im gona be late for my تاریخ with kitka!
told ya its hard
skipper rushes to the سب, سب سے اوپر of the asolinated amalcimated building in midtown whatever its called.
s:(climbs up top) hi kitka!
k:helloooooooo skippper.
[theres a میز, جدول with chairs and china(plates) and silver wear.]
skipper sits down and looks at food. its ,.... broclii with butter.
k: i was trying to go vegetarian ever since i almost ate your friend fred.
s:acualy آپ did, but he just didnt get digested, یا something.
k: oh ya. (picks up fork and starts to eat broclii)
[may i remind آپ that skipper dosent eat witha fork]
s:(looks aquardly at broclii and the fork,. then he picks it up and hold it wierdly in his flippers)
hmmmmmmm,.... ha, this reminds me of a cool trick i could do with a pen. (he spins it around in his flippers) but i couldnt realy perfect it-
the fork flew out of his hands and landed in kitkas eye
k: AAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!
S:ummmmm oh look at the time!! i hafta feed rico....(runs outa there and climbs down ASAP)
k:YOU GET BACK HEAR آپ RASCLE!!!!!!! IM GONA!!!!!!! GONA!!!!! IM GONA KIIIIILL YOU!!!!
S: (to himself): be glad it wasnt a knife......
skipper runs back to the HQ ASAP
K:(takes fork out of eye) evily:revennnnnnnnge..... (sticks fork back in and chases skipper)
HQ:
s: aaaaah!!!!!!! let me hide!!!!! (hides behind TV)
p: whats wrong skippa'?
s: whats wrong?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? kitkas eviiiiiil!!!
p:c'mon skippa'! shes totaly harmless! (goes outside to a waiting kitka)
p: (sees kitkas evil smile and fork) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!(RUNS BACK IN)
p:aaaaaaaaaaaah!!! your right skippa'!!! shes freeeeeeeeeky!!!!
s: آپ did not need to see that, im sooo sorr-rr-y!!
now private and skipper are huddled with fear in a corner. see ch.2!!!!!!!!!!!
Kam did a mad karate-chop into a nearby tree. The boys fell out! " آپ didn't SEE ANYTHING!" Skipper کہا in despiration. Then the boys run away. "Let's go girls! We don't need Lilly anymore!" Just as Lilly opens her beak to protest, The plane takes off and her دوستوں leave.
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THAT NIGHT!
Marlene is trying her best to cheer Lilly up. Nothing would work! " Come on Lilly, آپ haven't کہا a word all day! How about we gossip about boys!" Marlene asks with a friendly tone of voice. "No. Im just gonna go back to my habitat and sleep." Lilly replied. She leaves Marlene's habitat. Lilly had lost her four closest دوستوں within a five دن time period . She deserves to sleep this off.
THE END!
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THAT NIGHT!
Marlene is trying her best to cheer Lilly up. Nothing would work! " Come on Lilly, آپ haven't کہا a word all day! How about we gossip about boys!" Marlene asks with a friendly tone of voice. "No. Im just gonna go back to my habitat and sleep." Lilly replied. She leaves Marlene's habitat. Lilly had lost her four closest دوستوں within a five دن time period . She deserves to sleep this off.
THE END!
yeah... for Creative Writing, I had to write a love poem. I don't like anybody in that way (right now, at least) so I ended up writing mine about Kowalski. It's a free-verse poem, so it doesn't rhyme, but... yeah.
When I hear your soft, smooth voice
I don't understand a word آپ say
too many variables and equations
but I love it anyway
Your clear blue eyes
masked behind protective goggles
as آپ experiment
with dangerous chemicals
In your world, the only thing
I can make sense of
is the fact that maybe
آپ are مزید careful when I'm around
don't want to hurt me
یا make a fool of yourself
سے طرف کی making something explode
...
it doesn't work that well
but that's okay with me
<3
When I hear your soft, smooth voice
I don't understand a word آپ say
too many variables and equations
but I love it anyway
Your clear blue eyes
masked behind protective goggles
as آپ experiment
with dangerous chemicals
In your world, the only thing
I can make sense of
is the fact that maybe
آپ are مزید careful when I'm around
don't want to hurt me
یا make a fool of yourself
سے طرف کی making something explode
...
it doesn't work that well
but that's okay with me
<3