Promi the Smelli: Part 3
“Huhhhhhhhh?......”, John groggily opened his eyes just to be met with a pair of large beautiful concerned brown eyes.
“John? Are you ok? I decided to come over a bit earlier and I just found you lying in the foyer with the front door open”, said the girl from the grocery store.
“uhh…black cloak…stink lines…..attacked…”, John managed to mumble out. The grocery store girl gave him a blank stare, which quickly changed to a look of concern. The poor guy had probably slipped and hit his head HARD.
“Wait here, I’ll get you some water”, she said as she put an extra cushion behind his head and walked off into the kitchen. John sighed, trying desperately to remember what had happened, but the memory was fading rather quickly, the only thing he remembered were the stink lines.
Upstairs in John’s bedroom, Promi is trying desperately to hide herself in his closet.
“Girl , I think my butt gettin’ big”, said Promi.
“You did not just say that…please tell me you did not just say that…I’ve never met anyone stupider” replied Gitika
“Shutup now, or ,I’ll poke you…HARD”
*sighs* “Just in case you didn’t know, and I know you know, but I am NON-EXISTANT in the physical form…oh wait, is that too big of a word for you?”, asked Gitika
“You’d better stop insulting me right now, or I’ll…uh…conjure up evil bunnies to take care of you!”, whispered Promi.
*mumbles* “Stupid bunnies...evil pieces of crap…they can go suck on a…”
“What was that”, asked Promi.
“NOTHING!!! GOD!!! I CAN’T EVEN MUMBLE MURDEROUS THREATS TO MYSELF ANYMORE!!!”
Finally, after shifting around a while, Promi was finally able to fit herself in the empty walk-in closet.
Downstairs, John had gotten up from the couch and was walking back and forth in his living room. He looked up as the girl from the grocery store walked in with a glass of water.
“Thanks”, he said and flashed her a genuine smile of gratitude.
“Your welcome”, she blushed, “Should you really be walking around like that after your fall?”
“Huh? Oh, uh…I’m fine, really” he replied, rather distractedly. Something was off…he could just feel it.
“John, can I ask you a question?” inquired the girl from the grocery store.
“Yeah, shoot”
“Was there some kind of accident in the kitchen, or did the garbage explode or something, cause your shirt reeks of something” she said.
“Really?”, he pulled up his shirt to his nose, but he didn’t smell anything. Then he remembered the whole olfactory system shutting off and everything.
“Uh, yeah, you know what, I’ll just go change. Wait right here!” he said as he jogged up the stairs to his bedroom.
“Gitika! GITIKA!!! He’s coming!!! He’s coming! Should I jump him again? GITIKA??”, a frantic Promi whispered.
“Why don’t you ask your precious evil bunnies if you should jump the poor guy?” came a sarcastic voice.
“Like seriously, are you still tripping over that? You know you’re my best friend, right…munchkin?”
*sighs* “Don’t ever call me munchkin again, I’m your only friend, and NO, don’t jump the guy…just uh...oh forget it, what’s the point of hiding, you take up the entire space anyway!”
Promi froze as she heard footstep approaching the walk-in closet door. She desperately looked around as she heard the door-knob gently creak.
WILL JOHN DISCOVER PROMI IN HIS WALK-IN CLOSET AND BE JUMPED...AGAIN? WILL GITIKA BE ABLE TO ESCAPE THE EVIL BUNNIES?
FIND OUT NEXT TIME IN…
PROMI THE SMELLI
*all the underlined parts are things that have actually been said by Promi or Gitika*
“John? Are you ok? I decided to come over a bit earlier and I just found you lying in the foyer with the front door open”, said the girl from the grocery store.
“uhh…black cloak…stink lines…..attacked…”, John managed to mumble out. The grocery store girl gave him a blank stare, which quickly changed to a look of concern. The poor guy had probably slipped and hit his head HARD.
“Wait here, I’ll get you some water”, she said as she put an extra cushion behind his head and walked off into the kitchen. John sighed, trying desperately to remember what had happened, but the memory was fading rather quickly, the only thing he remembered were the stink lines.
Upstairs in John’s bedroom, Promi is trying desperately to hide herself in his closet.
“Girl , I think my butt gettin’ big”, said Promi.
“You did not just say that…please tell me you did not just say that…I’ve never met anyone stupider” replied Gitika
“Shutup now, or ,I’ll poke you…HARD”
*sighs* “Just in case you didn’t know, and I know you know, but I am NON-EXISTANT in the physical form…oh wait, is that too big of a word for you?”, asked Gitika
“You’d better stop insulting me right now, or I’ll…uh…conjure up evil bunnies to take care of you!”, whispered Promi.
*mumbles* “Stupid bunnies...evil pieces of crap…they can go suck on a…”
“What was that”, asked Promi.
“NOTHING!!! GOD!!! I CAN’T EVEN MUMBLE MURDEROUS THREATS TO MYSELF ANYMORE!!!”
Finally, after shifting around a while, Promi was finally able to fit herself in the empty walk-in closet.
Downstairs, John had gotten up from the couch and was walking back and forth in his living room. He looked up as the girl from the grocery store walked in with a glass of water.
“Thanks”, he said and flashed her a genuine smile of gratitude.
“Your welcome”, she blushed, “Should you really be walking around like that after your fall?”
“Huh? Oh, uh…I’m fine, really” he replied, rather distractedly. Something was off…he could just feel it.
“John, can I ask you a question?” inquired the girl from the grocery store.
“Yeah, shoot”
“Was there some kind of accident in the kitchen, or did the garbage explode or something, cause your shirt reeks of something” she said.
“Really?”, he pulled up his shirt to his nose, but he didn’t smell anything. Then he remembered the whole olfactory system shutting off and everything.
“Uh, yeah, you know what, I’ll just go change. Wait right here!” he said as he jogged up the stairs to his bedroom.
“Gitika! GITIKA!!! He’s coming!!! He’s coming! Should I jump him again? GITIKA??”, a frantic Promi whispered.
“Why don’t you ask your precious evil bunnies if you should jump the poor guy?” came a sarcastic voice.
“Like seriously, are you still tripping over that? You know you’re my best friend, right…munchkin?”
*sighs* “Don’t ever call me munchkin again, I’m your only friend, and NO, don’t jump the guy…just uh...oh forget it, what’s the point of hiding, you take up the entire space anyway!”
Promi froze as she heard footstep approaching the walk-in closet door. She desperately looked around as she heard the door-knob gently creak.
WILL JOHN DISCOVER PROMI IN HIS WALK-IN CLOSET AND BE JUMPED...AGAIN? WILL GITIKA BE ABLE TO ESCAPE THE EVIL BUNNIES?
FIND OUT NEXT TIME IN…
PROMI THE SMELLI
*all the underlined parts are things that have actually been said by Promi or Gitika*