Fergie’s Adventure in Metropolis
By Mackenzie and Michelle

This is the unconventional story of how something came to be… The something so epic on a massive scale it would explody your brain. This is the story about how a bird and a hedgehog fell in love.
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We begin with a squid who is always covered with his insides. He was chillin’ with his hommie one day, Fergie the hedgehog. Now this hedgehog was an amazingly beautiful acid green but with surprisingly supple needles. In between his handfuls of marzipan chocolate bars the squid who is always covered with his insides politely reminded Fergie that he was single, “GET YOURSELF A WOMEN… OR ELSE!” and then he pushed Fergie off the bench they had always been sitting on since the beginning of the story. He shed a man tear and left out the door of the corner sweet shoppe they were always in since the beginning of the story.

He was strutting down the street doing the hustle hedgehog style when SUDDENLY he saw his favourite buffet-style food in a buffet, corn gravy. He saw the corn gravy and yelled, “CORN GRAVY” and ran to the corn gravy. He went inside and hastily threw down his lovingly counted pennies and made a bee line for the corn gravy. Fergie was heaping globs and globs of corn gravy on his houndsooth patterned plate when he felt the sharp sting of a wooden spoon on his snout. He whimpered and dropped his corn gravy which cleaned itself on its plate. Fergie was just bending down to pick up his corn gravy when the waitress scolded, “DON’ MAKE ME HIT ‘CHA ‘GAIN!” and then she fu-ge-whu-ge-hudid. Fergie was scared. Even the other5.3 other people, who wanted corn gravy too, were scared. Even even the corn gravy was scared, shaking gelatinously in its cold, metal container. The waitress was a soul sister bird, Keisha, who surprisingly was stereotypically black. She had a dyed, yellow, baby fro-hawk packaged in a hair net. She was pleasantly plump and her plumes were orange and black. She was a a Bohemian Waxwing.

Fergie whimpered and shed another man tear. He nearly made it to the exit –which he was running to- when a nearby glaizer threw his window pane at Fergie and fate intervened! Fergie saw a dogwood covered by doeskin with Keisha ornaments in his drug induced day-mare – which turned out to be an epiphany. As he saw Keisha jogging towards him balanging (balancing) a Tupperware of corn gravy on one finger. Actually her thumb which is actually not a finger. Actually birds don’t have thumbs. This is actually true. Anyway, holding the corn gravy, Fergie realized this IS love. Looking up at Keisha Fergie took in her mixture of her delightfully womanly musk pf perspiration and corn gravy…

EPILOGUE
They went back home to the trailer park and made lots of babies and corn gravy and they lived happily ever corn gravy. And the squid who is covered with his insides died by MASSIVE MARZIPAN OVERDOSE.

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P.S. corn gravy