Dr. Banana and Mr. Grape were just sitting on the counter, like usual. Mr. Grape's wife had just been taken away to be turned to grape juice, and Mr. Grape was very upset. Dr. Banana said, "Don't woory old pal, It'll be okay. Just let me finish off this juice pouch and..." Suddenly, Mr. Grape looked over a Dr. Banana's juice pouch. Grape-flavored.
"WHY!?!?" Mr. Grape raged, furious at Dr. Banana. He drew his pistol and started shooting rapidly at Dr. Banana, clipping his peel. Dr. Banana soon joined in Mr. Grape's rage, and shot back. The mini-sized bullets shot through the air at breakneck speeds, hitting one another. Mr. Grape was small, and a harder target than the large Dr. Banana.
Soon enough, Dr. Banana's insides were splattered along the marble counter and some on the wall. Mr. Grape laughed a maniacal laugh, but then out of nowhere, a dog jumped on the counter, ate him, and walked off.
The End :D
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