Stories by Michiko
We currently are only writing one story. this is the first chapter. if you want to submit the next chapter, send it to us. None of the chapters are even related to each other but that's how Michiko is...
Chapter One: The Old Waterway Factory
Far away in an unknown island named The Mush-room. There was an ancient water factory, which was smothered with poisonous ivy and vines. Mold swallowed the chambers inside it, and mushrooms grew on the walls and the broken floorboards. It was always dead quiet--
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Okay...what was that? "WHAHAHAHA!" Let's follow the sound! It sounds like it's coming from the old Waterway Factory! Okay...you go in first...why? You're asking why? Because you're more special. Now go. You don't look too convinced. Just go! Okay, now that we're in here, let's get out a flashlight. I CAN'T SEE MY FEET! Oh well. "HAHAHAHAHA!" There it is again! It's coming from down that hallway. No, no, it's the right side, dodo! Yeah...shine it down the hallway. Yeah, I know.... its pretty scary...you can go first.
Now that we are at the end of the corridor, listen for it again.
"HAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHOOHOOOHOOHOO!" it's in that chamber! what are, you, chicken? just go!
Finally! "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" from that corner. flashlight, please. thank you. nobody. just mold, vines,spiderwebs,and tanks gathering dust. laughing tanks, you say? you dodo brain. lets go check it out. we're going between those to tanks closest to us. okay?
Flashlight again, please. stay away from the bugs. ew.shine it there. "BALABALA!" a face popped out from behind a tank. "BALABALA!"
Chapter Two: something that has absolutely nothing to do with the story
There was a girl named Dleba Benabie. she was smart and clever. one day she saw a shiny watch and told her mommy,
"I want that give it to me." Her mother, like most mothers, said no. she made a frown and said, "I like the glossy watch. give it to me. buy it for me." Dleba Benabie stared at her mother. her mother, like most mothers, repeated, no. Mrs. Benabie picked up a pearly necklace and rubbed it in her fingers.
"I like this necklace. why don't you buy it for me?" Mrs. Benabie said.
Dleba, like most children, looked at her as if she was crazy.
"Mother, I simply wish to purchase the ever so purtty watch," dleba said sweetly.
"Then purchase it," answered Mrs. Benabie.
"Really?" Dleba rushed to the counter. She handed the clerk the watch and waited for her mother to give her her credit card.
"Mother, I need money."
"I permitted you to purchase the every so 'purtty' watch... with your money. You want it, you buy it." the mother continued to pick out pairs of earrings for herself.
Dleba put on her saggy face and slumped up to her mother.
"But mother, I want it so badly! I crave that ever so shiny watch. Let me elaborate for you... let us say that I will not be here tomorrow. I will not stand next you again. Say that this is my last day alive. No one knows when I shall... perish. If you bought me that watch, I shall be perfectly happy if I should die today, right here." Dleba pushed her frown down and watched her mother stare at her.
"If you put it that way..." Mrs. Benabie bought the hundred-dollar watch for Dleba and smiled. "You shall not perish right here, dear, it is your turn to wash the dishes tonight. It is time to give our butler a break."
Her mother forgot about the dished until the next time dleba tried the "if I should die" lecture again. The conversation ended the exact same way.
"But mother, I want to not wash dishes so badly! I crave that ever so television that sits in my room. Let me elaborate for you... let us say that I will not be here tomorrow. I will not stand next you again. Say that this is my last day alive. No one knows when I shall... perish. If you let me watch television, I shall be perfectly happy if I should die today, right here."
Dleba watched her mother stare at her. dleba knew her mother would let her watch television instead of washing dishes. her mother smiled.
"Butler!" she called. Dleba hid her smile as she cried for joy. She rushed off to her room.
"Dleba!" Mrs. Benabie said icily, stay here so you can properly thank the butler.dleba silently slouched down the spiraling french stairs and stood before the granite countertops.
The butler arrived, carrying two piles of dirty dishes and two dry rags on his right arm.
"We have disconnected the wires to the dish-washing machine." Dleba smirked. She was giving the butler more work just for her! she loved her moher so much at that moment.
"Have fun," said her mother cheerfully. The butler placed the two dirty piles of dishes in the lengthy sink and they left.
"What? This is a mistake! I'm not... I don't clean well! Let our Doggy do it! I wanna watch Sparky Spanks! My TV show! I've never missed any episodes... wha'? No... MOTHER!"
Chapter Three: A Real MC Happening
Lunch: Kurayami and Felicia sneakily swiped Michiko's wallet right in front her blind eyes.
Outside in recess: Michiko runs to the giant puddle and calls, "I SHALL DROWN IN A PUDDLE!" Kurayami comes up to her and says, "So, Michiko, how are you?" Michiko ignores her. "Have you noticed the beautiful weather?" Kurayami says. "The money?" Yami says. MIchiko looks at her as she splashes through the puddles. "the wallets..." Michiko notices her wallet is missing.
"MY WALLET!" everyone laughs and calls Michiko an idiot.
Chapter Four: Michiko makes a Statement
Michiko to her friend in Teaneck: How long do you have for winter break?
Friend: one week------
Michiko (shrieking): WHAT! U GET ONE WHOLE WEEK?!
Back with her friends in Washington D.C...or are they?
Michiko: I believe....that we are being used and tortured at the jail desks in the "schools". I think I would be more accurate to refer to them as "the gallows". I believe....that we are wasting away our youth in front of the dull and boring chalkboards, unable to read their uneligible handwriting, and doing endless work, when instead we could be wasting our youth away in front of television sets and computer screens. If I claim to the government, these unworthy adults are child abusing us, I promise they will burn up the schools! they are giving us too little breaks, too little lunches per day---
Kaihou: idiot.
Michiko:---,too much work, poetry freaks, and colorblind art teachers! I believe...if we stand up to the press, they will burn the schools and relieve us from our labor! ...pause... thank you.
crowd (mostly the Mushroom Club): whoa......i think she didn't know half the words she said.
Michiko throws her pencil case at the people and says:
Michiko: I believe....that people like you...will suffer...suffer...suffer!
Kaihou: (smacks Michiko) Michi, I believe that people like you are feckless annoying beasts.
Michiko: SUFFER!!!!
Chapter Five: I see a ball with hair
A girl name Cayla is browsing around the toy store with her mother. She sees a shiny sphere with a thick strand of hair on each side.
"Oooo!" cries Cayla. "i want that ball!"
"We will buy it for you," replied the mother.
Shuhnen was looking at the squishy toys. She wondered wat to buy for Sheni for her b-day. Squishy toys? naw...maybe a pogo stick... a cheap pogo stick... a stick... a twig...?
Cayla picked up the ball with hair and started to throw it at the floor, to see how high it would bounce. Instead, the shiny ball hit the floor, and rolled to the side. Her mother said, "Cayla, that ball is not very fun. Let's buy a doll for you." Cayla stared at her mom. "No! This ball is like a doll! It has hair!" The ball felt like it was drifting up from her hand. "I'll just draw some eyes and a mouth." Shuhnen opened her eyes. She was not at the squishy toys section anymore. Cayla slammed the ball down on the floor, making sure it wasn't bouncy. "Maybe you're right, mother," decided Cayla. "This ball is stupid." She left the ball there. Shuhnen woke up a few minutes later.
"Ouch," she muttered,rubbing her head with her hands-- wait... she doesnt have any...theyre floating heads... anyway... Shuhnen walked home...sorry, no legs... she floated home to the Mushroom Building, without a toy for Sheni to attack. Instead, Sheni attacked Shuhnen. Sheni not only got off part of Shuhnen's unibrow, she had a new ball.
I am sorry, but that story did not make much sense. I don't think when I make stories. Did I say that Shuhnen was bald?
Chapter Six: Sequel to chapter one...heheheheh...can you even have a sequel to a chapter?
I see nothing but tanks. Did you hear what I heard? you know, I had a piece of earwax as big as a small pebble in my ear last week. I totally agree with you. laughing tanks. yeah. so now you're tellin me that you see a face. Really. Where? There, huh? AHAHAHAHAHHHHHHHHHH! (time to go in a story format!)
The narrator stares at the face. "WHO ARE YOU?!"