One
afternoon, Alex was spending a boring Saturday afternoon at his home. Nobody
was home. The place was as quiet as a mouse. Even his beloved dog, Taz, was
being quiet, lounging in the sun outside. There was nothing interesting for
Alex to do... He flipped on the television and attempted to entertain himself.
Jersey Shore... No... Iron Chef... No... The Office... No... There was just
nothing of interest on this afternoon.
All of a sudden, as Alex was about to die of boredom, his best friend Wolverine was calling.
"Hello?"
"Hey Alex, it's Logan"
"Hey Logan, what are you up to?"
"Nothing much, just chilling at the Wetchester mansion. How about you?"
"Absolutely nothing... I am so bored!"
"That sucks. Want to hang out?"
"Yeah for sure, meet you at the mansion?"
"Okay sounds good"
"See ya"
*Click*
---
Upon arriving at the mansion, Alex spotted Cyclops doing some target practicing with his visor. Alex ran over to check it out.
"Hey Scott, long time no see!"
"Hey Alex, just doing some target practicing. Want to join me?"
"Sure!"
"Grab the bow and arrows over there. I set up some targets around the landscapes of the mansion."
Alex grabbed the bow and arrows and went to work. At first he had some problems getting the hang of shooting, but after a few failed attempts, he got the hang of it and started hitting the targets. After some practice, it seemed as though Alex had mastered his shooting. All of a sudden a target popped out and Alex blindly shot at it. After realizing what it was, it was Wolverine.
"Logan, look out!"
"Woah!!"
Wolverine quickly dives into the bushes, narrowly missing the arrow.
"Trying to kill me?"
"Sorry!!"
"Hahaha, it's alright. I was wondering where you were."
"Sorry, Scott and I got caught up in target practice. It was amusing. What would you like to do?"
"Well, I was hoping to hit the bars, want to come?"
"Erm, Okay."
Alex does not enjoy going to the bars very much because of past experiences. Wolverine tends to get physical and belligerent when he is drunk, so Alex has experienced many bar fights. However, Alex wants to ensure that he has some company and doesn't get out of hand.
---
They arrive at Wolverines favorite bar. The place has quite a crowed. Alex is discerned. He thinks to himself, hoping everything will stay calm. Both of them walk in, and Wolverine buys some drinks. Alex himself isn't a drinker, so he sticks with his usual Dr. Pepper.
After about an hour, it is apparent Wolverine is pretty drunk. He is getting loud and is noticeably tipsy. Alex is trying to keep him under control, but he knows he can't keep it up all night. Suddenly, Wolverine tosses his empty beer glass over his head. It strikes a laptop sitting on an empty table. The glass shatters and sparks and smoke fly from the laptop. Alex is very concerned. Out of no where, a very large, muscular individual walks up behind us.
"Are yeh the one who threw that der glass?" said the omniscient figure
"Yea. What of it?" said Logan
"I'm sorry sir, he didn't mean to. We don't mean any trouble." said Alex
"Trouble's what yer gonna get!" said the man
Suddenly, the man grabbed Wolverine and lifted him clear off of his feat. He was struggling in the mans arms. Several other men surrounded us.
"C'mon men, let's dispose of dis trash!"
"Wait!" said Alex. "What if I can strike a deal with you?"
"Uhmm, what kinda deal?"
"What if I can fix the laptop? Would you let us go?"
"Yer not gettin' out ov'it that easy!"
"What if I fix it in the next half hour? Would you let us go?"
"You betta hope you can fix it, 'cause if you don't, we're gonna kill yer li'l friend here!"
"Okay, okay! Don't worry, I will fix it!"
Alex rushes over to the computer and takes out his handy mini-toolbox. 'Thank god I keep this with me at all times' thinks Alex. He begins busily destructing the computer. Unscrewing the case, he notices one of the screws drops. He scurries to the floor to find it, hoping it doesn't set him back in time too much. 'Found it!'. Back to work Alex goes. He notices one of the wires was fried. 'Maybe this is the issue...' Alex wonders. He reaches in his pocket, pulls out his phone, and takes it apart in seconds. He finds a wire of the same length as the one in the laptop. He quickly switches out the wire, sacrifices his phone in the process.
"5 minutes left! You betta hurry!" says the large man, still holding onto Wolverine.
Alex quickly puts the case back together. 'Lets hope this worked!' He pushes the power button, and...
"Ahhhaa! It works!"
"Wouldya look at that..." said the man "Well a deals a deal. Here's yer friend back."
The man lets Wolverine go. He falls to the ground. Alex rounds him up and leaves the bar.
"Thanks fer savin' me Alex. I appreciate it."
"You're welcome Logan. Now let's get you home."
THE END
---------------
One of my good friends at Monmouth is currently studying abroad. We met over a year ago, as we both were rushing for the same fraternity (Phi Delta Theta). As new members, we had to all go through classes to learn about the history of the fraternity. Every week, he and I would sit together, talking about the most random things, and trying to pay attention to what we were covering that day. Long story short - we became pretty good friends. Last weekend, a bunch of my friends and I decided to call him out of the blue to see how he was doing. Over the course of 2 to 3 hours, we all talked to him, excited to hear of his time abroad. He said that he really misses being away from his 'family' here at Monmouth, and really appreciated the phone call he received. We all wanted to make sure he felt loved and was extremely appreciated and missed, and he returned the favor.
All of a sudden, as Alex was about to die of boredom, his best friend Wolverine was calling.
"Hello?"
"Hey Alex, it's Logan"
"Hey Logan, what are you up to?"
"Nothing much, just chilling at the Wetchester mansion. How about you?"
"Absolutely nothing... I am so bored!"
"That sucks. Want to hang out?"
"Yeah for sure, meet you at the mansion?"
"Okay sounds good"
"See ya"
*Click*
---
Upon arriving at the mansion, Alex spotted Cyclops doing some target practicing with his visor. Alex ran over to check it out.
"Hey Scott, long time no see!"
"Hey Alex, just doing some target practicing. Want to join me?"
"Sure!"
"Grab the bow and arrows over there. I set up some targets around the landscapes of the mansion."
Alex grabbed the bow and arrows and went to work. At first he had some problems getting the hang of shooting, but after a few failed attempts, he got the hang of it and started hitting the targets. After some practice, it seemed as though Alex had mastered his shooting. All of a sudden a target popped out and Alex blindly shot at it. After realizing what it was, it was Wolverine.
"Logan, look out!"
"Woah!!"
Wolverine quickly dives into the bushes, narrowly missing the arrow.
"Trying to kill me?"
"Sorry!!"
"Hahaha, it's alright. I was wondering where you were."
"Sorry, Scott and I got caught up in target practice. It was amusing. What would you like to do?"
"Well, I was hoping to hit the bars, want to come?"
"Erm, Okay."
Alex does not enjoy going to the bars very much because of past experiences. Wolverine tends to get physical and belligerent when he is drunk, so Alex has experienced many bar fights. However, Alex wants to ensure that he has some company and doesn't get out of hand.
---
They arrive at Wolverines favorite bar. The place has quite a crowed. Alex is discerned. He thinks to himself, hoping everything will stay calm. Both of them walk in, and Wolverine buys some drinks. Alex himself isn't a drinker, so he sticks with his usual Dr. Pepper.
After about an hour, it is apparent Wolverine is pretty drunk. He is getting loud and is noticeably tipsy. Alex is trying to keep him under control, but he knows he can't keep it up all night. Suddenly, Wolverine tosses his empty beer glass over his head. It strikes a laptop sitting on an empty table. The glass shatters and sparks and smoke fly from the laptop. Alex is very concerned. Out of no where, a very large, muscular individual walks up behind us.
"Are yeh the one who threw that der glass?" said the omniscient figure
"Yea. What of it?" said Logan
"I'm sorry sir, he didn't mean to. We don't mean any trouble." said Alex
"Trouble's what yer gonna get!" said the man
Suddenly, the man grabbed Wolverine and lifted him clear off of his feat. He was struggling in the mans arms. Several other men surrounded us.
"C'mon men, let's dispose of dis trash!"
"Wait!" said Alex. "What if I can strike a deal with you?"
"Uhmm, what kinda deal?"
"What if I can fix the laptop? Would you let us go?"
"Yer not gettin' out ov'it that easy!"
"What if I fix it in the next half hour? Would you let us go?"
"You betta hope you can fix it, 'cause if you don't, we're gonna kill yer li'l friend here!"
"Okay, okay! Don't worry, I will fix it!"
Alex rushes over to the computer and takes out his handy mini-toolbox. 'Thank god I keep this with me at all times' thinks Alex. He begins busily destructing the computer. Unscrewing the case, he notices one of the screws drops. He scurries to the floor to find it, hoping it doesn't set him back in time too much. 'Found it!'. Back to work Alex goes. He notices one of the wires was fried. 'Maybe this is the issue...' Alex wonders. He reaches in his pocket, pulls out his phone, and takes it apart in seconds. He finds a wire of the same length as the one in the laptop. He quickly switches out the wire, sacrifices his phone in the process.
"5 minutes left! You betta hurry!" says the large man, still holding onto Wolverine.
Alex quickly puts the case back together. 'Lets hope this worked!' He pushes the power button, and...
"Ahhhaa! It works!"
"Wouldya look at that..." said the man "Well a deals a deal. Here's yer friend back."
The man lets Wolverine go. He falls to the ground. Alex rounds him up and leaves the bar.
"Thanks fer savin' me Alex. I appreciate it."
"You're welcome Logan. Now let's get you home."
THE END
---------------
One of my good friends at Monmouth is currently studying abroad. We met over a year ago, as we both were rushing for the same fraternity (Phi Delta Theta). As new members, we had to all go through classes to learn about the history of the fraternity. Every week, he and I would sit together, talking about the most random things, and trying to pay attention to what we were covering that day. Long story short - we became pretty good friends. Last weekend, a bunch of my friends and I decided to call him out of the blue to see how he was doing. Over the course of 2 to 3 hours, we all talked to him, excited to hear of his time abroad. He said that he really misses being away from his 'family' here at Monmouth, and really appreciated the phone call he received. We all wanted to make sure he felt loved and was extremely appreciated and missed, and he returned the favor.
No comments:
Post a Comment