Alrigt, so I was 5 when I made this story, short, but entertaining. The Devil with no Pitchfork
Onec upon a time, there was 2 devils, an adult one, and a baby one. The baby one had a pitchfork, but one day, when he was traveling in the woods, he set his pitchfork down against a tree to go get something to eat, but after he did, he could not find his way back.
He could not find it. What was he to do? He had a plan. He would go to the Devilmarket to buy another. But it has to look exactly like the other one that he had lost. He tried to picture his old pitchfork. He remembers it. He goes to DevilMart to look for one.
He does not find one. But there was one that did look like it, but it cost &79.99 (& is the money symbol in this story)
So he went to the general store to look for one, he did not find a single one.
So instead, he went to the Department Store. He found pitchforks of all kinds, brands, and colors, he found one that looked exactly like it, but he did not have a cent on him, so he looked in the free section. He found one for free, but it was broken. So he leaves the department store. He wanders along the road. A person said "Hey, red guy, need a pitchfork" He says yes. And he finds one just like his other one, from the human.
But he said "One cent, please"
Luckily for the baby devil, he had found a penny on the department store floor when he went to look for one.
Here you go, said the baby devil. "A nice, shiny penny."
He gives the devil the pitchfork, and he returns to his home. The baby devil is home, and his dad is impresed. He says "Wow, son, did you go to get your pitchfork cleaned for free?"
Yeah, said the baby devil. (he said that so he would not get in trouble)
And they lived with pitchforks happilty ever after...
As I said, I was 5 when I made this, so it is kind of short.
Alrigt, so I was 5 when I made this story, short, but entertaining.
The Devil with no Pitchfork
Onec upon a time, there was 2 devils, an adult one, and a baby one. The baby one had a pitchfork, but one day, when he was traveling in the woods, he set his pitchfork down against a tree to go get something to eat, but after he did, he could not find his way back.
He could not find it. What was he to do? He had a plan. He would go to the Devilmarket to buy another. But it has to look exactly like the other one that he had lost. He tried to picture his old pitchfork. He remembers it. He goes to DevilMart to look for one.
He does not find one. But there was one that did look like it, but it cost &79.99 (& is the money symbol in this story)
So he went to the general store to look for one, he did not find a single one.
So instead, he went to the Department Store. He found pitchforks of all kinds, brands, and colors, he found one that looked exactly like it, but he did not have a cent on him, so he looked in the free section. He found one for free, but it was broken. So he leaves the department store. He wanders along the road. A person said "Hey, red guy, need a pitchfork" He says yes. And he finds one just like his other one, from the human.
But he said "One cent, please"
Luckily for the baby devil, he had found a penny on the department store floor when he went to look for one.
Here you go, said the baby devil. "A nice, shiny penny."
He gives the devil the pitchfork, and he returns to his home. The baby devil is home, and his dad is impresed. He says "Wow, son, did you go to get your pitchfork cleaned for free?"
Yeah, said the baby devil. (he said that so he would not get in trouble)
And they lived with pitchforks happilty ever after...
As I said, I was 5 when I made this, so it is kind of short.
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