Escape From Platypus Lake
Enfuyons Flamé Platypus Marin
He never really liked eating Ramen Noodles on saturdays, it just so happened it's what was on the menu. Drew and Tangerine Bob came to the old coffee shop for lunch once a week after t-ball practice and Drew always ordered a grilled cheese while Bob, Tangerine Bob that is, was always compelled to order the chefs special; Which sometimes was the most delightful thing he had ever eaten and other times it was mearely dressed up ramen noodles.
T-ball was just fine, they avoided another ass-whipping by the Gophers 3 to 1, and managed to even gain the respect of Gopher coach Willits the big smelly fearsome ex-trucker who really likes Twinkies on an unwholesome level. They had a few issues with their team, nine players/eight uniforms for starters. Second, their crazy fun games for the fans; "Keep the beachball going or die."
They decided to go home to kick back and watch a dvd. The taxi let them off at their place, 1/2 Tare Row. A crazy looking old lady stopped them on the way to the elevator lift. "Don't use the elevator, its a gateway to a far off land, a land you two could not possibly fathom or handle. Where trolls, wizards, and sprites lurk!" Drew cold cocked the old bitch in the mouth and said, "now you can be the first to see a fairy, the tooth fairy," and high-fived Tangerine Bob. Tangerine Bob laughed but part of him wanted to take the steps up to their apt.
They boarded the lift one at a time Bob hesitantly pushed the 45th floor and the started their rapid accent into the unknown, which was perfectly known since Drew lived there all his life and has yet to see a troll other than his neighbor who smelled of broth and rot. As the numbers kept climbing Bob wondered if Tangerine Bob would ever tell him the story why he was given the nickname Tangerine........theyve known each other 4 years now almost half there lives. When at last they reached their floor the gapped metal doors slid open only to reveal the lobby again. It said 45 on the lit up marker and yet, lobby floor one, there they were. Annoyed the boys got off the "mystic elevator" and headed towards the stairs. But when they reached the entry-way where the stairs should be there were none, and in there absense lay a small golden leash with a hairy little gerbil on the end. This is odd Tangerine said with eyeballs as wide as dead fish. Drew laughed and replied maybe the old bitch was right I almost feel bad for cold cocking her in the jaw. Drew picked up the golden leash and found it to be quite cold and wet, for seconds later it began to slither underneath his grasp and began taking on the form of his gardener snake Jake and the gerbil was suddenly meeting his fate rather quickly. Drew dropped his pet snake and grabbed Bob by the hand, "we have to get out of here," he exclaimed!!!!! "This is bullshit Drew, why is this happening?" They made it to the door when Grenich the door guard was standing in front of it blocking their path. "Grenich whats going on here, the stairs are gone and the elevator took us nowhere. Where is a super hero when you need one" yelled Drew.
Right then and there, they looked outside. The colors spilled upwards, tendrils of lush and passion. Earth squeezing forth jubilant paints of miracle-makers. Eternal and brief, a moment of universal mystery. Drew said, "that was a pretty nice sunrise." His thoughts raced back to what was going on.
That was just the vertigo talking, I knew it wasnt a sunrise, it was 8:15 in the afternoon. This was not going to be a typical thursday evening that much was true. After being momentarily awe-struck by falling onto the pavement they barreled down the street like hockey players with his sights set on the goal. "Slow down Drew;" "No way Bob, we can never go back its not my home any longer not after that gerbil shit. Can i even trust you at all?" Bob came to a stand still and had a very suspicious look on his face and started flapping his arms wildly and began growing to a staggering man height, my god !!!!!!! And taking on the form of none other then Christopher Walken himself. "This isnt funny this is bullshit Bob or mister Walken, who ever you are, your not my t-ball friend are you." Christopher started dancing and singing something Drew didnt recognize and took this opportunity to bolt off. Again anywhere but away from his home and away from the only friend he had ever known.
"Alas," said the Drew, "the whole world is growing smaller every day. At the beginning it was so big that I was afraid, I kept running and running, and I was glad when I saw walls far away to the right and left, but these long walls have narrowed so quickly that I am in the last chamber already, and there in the corner stands the trap that I must run into." "You only need to change your direction," said the Hunter, as he shot Drew in the chest. Helplessly bleeding away, Drew knew the end was near. Drew bled out more and more, more and more, and then some more. Till Drew bled his last drop of blood and died. The Hunter knew he had one last soul to capture to appease the queen, and he didnt care whether it was in the form of Bob or that of Christopher Walken.
He never really liked eating Ramen Noodles on saturdays, it just so happened it's what was on the menu. Drew and Tangerine Bob came to the old coffee shop for lunch once a week after t-ball practice and Drew always ordered a grilled cheese while Bob, Tangerine Bob that is, was always compelled to order the chefs special; Which sometimes was the most delightful thing he had ever eaten and other times it was mearely dressed up ramen noodles.
T-ball was just fine, they avoided another ass-whipping by the Gophers 3 to 1, and managed to even gain the respect of Gopher coach Willits the big smelly fearsome ex-trucker who really likes Twinkies on an unwholesome level. They had a few issues with their team, nine players/eight uniforms for starters. Second, their crazy fun games for the fans; "Keep the beachball going or die."
They decided to go home to kick back and watch a dvd. The taxi let them off at their place, 1/2 Tare Row. A crazy looking old lady stopped them on the way to the elevator lift. "Don't use the elevator, its a gateway to a far off land, a land you two could not possibly fathom or handle. Where trolls, wizards, and sprites lurk!" Drew cold cocked the old bitch in the mouth and said, "now you can be the first to see a fairy, the tooth fairy," and high-fived Tangerine Bob. Tangerine Bob laughed but part of him wanted to take the steps up to their apt.
They boarded the lift one at a time Bob hesitantly pushed the 45th floor and the started their rapid accent into the unknown, which was perfectly known since Drew lived there all his life and has yet to see a troll other than his neighbor who smelled of broth and rot. As the numbers kept climbing Bob wondered if Tangerine Bob would ever tell him the story why he was given the nickname Tangerine........theyve known each other 4 years now almost half there lives. When at last they reached their floor the gapped metal doors slid open only to reveal the lobby again. It said 45 on the lit up marker and yet, lobby floor one, there they were. Annoyed the boys got off the "mystic elevator" and headed towards the stairs. But when they reached the entry-way where the stairs should be there were none, and in there absense lay a small golden leash with a hairy little gerbil on the end. This is odd Tangerine said with eyeballs as wide as dead fish. Drew laughed and replied maybe the old bitch was right I almost feel bad for cold cocking her in the jaw. Drew picked up the golden leash and found it to be quite cold and wet, for seconds later it began to slither underneath his grasp and began taking on the form of his gardener snake Jake and the gerbil was suddenly meeting his fate rather quickly. Drew dropped his pet snake and grabbed Bob by the hand, "we have to get out of here," he exclaimed!!!!! "This is bullshit Drew, why is this happening?" They made it to the door when Grenich the door guard was standing in front of it blocking their path. "Grenich whats going on here, the stairs are gone and the elevator took us nowhere. Where is a super hero when you need one" yelled Drew.
Right then and there, they looked outside. The colors spilled upwards, tendrils of lush and passion. Earth squeezing forth jubilant paints of miracle-makers. Eternal and brief, a moment of universal mystery. Drew said, "that was a pretty nice sunrise." His thoughts raced back to what was going on.
That was just the vertigo talking, I knew it wasnt a sunrise, it was 8:15 in the afternoon. This was not going to be a typical thursday evening that much was true. After being momentarily awe-struck by falling onto the pavement they barreled down the street like hockey players with his sights set on the goal. "Slow down Drew;" "No way Bob, we can never go back its not my home any longer not after that gerbil shit. Can i even trust you at all?" Bob came to a stand still and had a very suspicious look on his face and started flapping his arms wildly and began growing to a staggering man height, my god !!!!!!! And taking on the form of none other then Christopher Walken himself. "This isnt funny this is bullshit Bob or mister Walken, who ever you are, your not my t-ball friend are you." Christopher started dancing and singing something Drew didnt recognize and took this opportunity to bolt off. Again anywhere but away from his home and away from the only friend he had ever known.
"Alas," said the Drew, "the whole world is growing smaller every day. At the beginning it was so big that I was afraid, I kept running and running, and I was glad when I saw walls far away to the right and left, but these long walls have narrowed so quickly that I am in the last chamber already, and there in the corner stands the trap that I must run into." "You only need to change your direction," said the Hunter, as he shot Drew in the chest. Helplessly bleeding away, Drew knew the end was near. Drew bled out more and more, more and more, and then some more. Till Drew bled his last drop of blood and died. The Hunter knew he had one last soul to capture to appease the queen, and he didnt care whether it was in the form of Bob or that of Christopher Walken.