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Footsteps

 FOOTSTEPS

Footsteps slowly creaked on every step of the stairs. The bedroom door handle turned very slowly, as if  it was a rotating tortoise. That room was dark- very dark-as if there had never been light in there for one thousand years. They were sleeping, footsteps were heard, then some scurrying. He woke up, then he heard some breathing,he stayed stiff as a scarecrow, he wanted to wake her up but didn’t dare say a word. Then he heard “Link?” 

It was a whisper. He whispered back “Zelda, did you hear that?”

“Yeah I heard that,” she replied. Then she noticed the door. “Wasn’t that closed when we went to sleep?” 

“Yeah it was,” he replied. 

Then “RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!” the yell was heard, then he sprayed it with some pepper spray.

 “pepper spray in my eyes, AHHHHHHHHHHHHH GET IT OFF” it yelled. It ran out of the room, slammed the door Then he never saw it again. “Welp, that was easy” 

“Yeah, now goodnight”. 

      

 Link and Zelda went down to breakfast, when serve-o-tron and feed ‘em came, Zelda asked  “why are you ten minutes late?”

Feed ‘em replied “ well we had a bit of trouble in the kitchen…” “... But there were no major injuries” Serve-o-tron added quickly.

Then they heard Cook-it yell “Lies!” Cook-it came out all bruised and broken, “ You-uuuuuu nearly killed-actually we need a better word, I know!-Destroyed me-eeee” Cook-it glitched. “Now I will get-ttt VENGEANCE!” he added then pulled a spatula out of his apron “wait no wrong tool” he threw it away then pulled out a knife “ NOW I WILL G-EEE-T YOU”

But before he could do it they heard  “UNWANTED GARBAGE DETECTED” and Cook-it was sucked up into Cleaner “ COMPACTING PLEASE STAND BY”

          The End    

 

A LITTLE MATH

DENTAL HYGIENE