THE GREAT PLATYPUS ADVENTURE
Part 3
The last time we left The Platypus... wait.... what was happening? Oh yeah, something was whispering his name and it was supposed to be creepy. Honestly though, i just couldn't think of anything suspensful enough to end the story with so I just said "Screw it." and had the whole whispering thing go on. Aaaaanyways, lets see what happens. (hey, read part 1 and part 2 first!)
"What could that whispering be?" wondered The Platypus out loud. When all of a sudden...
It's Carbon Dog in his ultimate form... DIAMOND DOG!!
"Gasp!" cried The Platypus. "Who will save me?"
And from out of nowhere came martial arts expert, Poo!
"Poo! Thank you for coming to my rescue!" said The Platypus.
"No problem, Platypus. After all, the author is running out of ideas. I mean, come on, he already did the big giant threatening dog idea once!"
So Poo kicked Diamond Dog all over the area and after he was done he said things like "Booya" and "Yo mama!" just to rub it in. The only thing Diamond Dog could do was say "Rar rar rar."
So The Platypus thanked Poo and was on his way to look for his magic hotdog.
The Platypus then saw his old friend, Brick Road. "Hello Brick Road, have you seen my magic Hotdog?"
"I don't think so," Brick Road said. "But I bet Belch took it."
"Who?"
"Um, go over in that cave and you will see..."
So The Platypus cautiously entered the cave not knowing what tp expect, but what he found was more surprising than anything he could imagine.
It was a big pile of puke!
"Ugh! This is disgusting!" yelled The Platypus.
"*BURP!!* Who are you callin' disgusting?"
"Listen, do you have my magic hotdog or not? I just came in here because we promised to include a big pile of puke in the final part."
"Nope, I don't have it."
"Ok then!"
So, for about the millionth freakin time in this ridiculous story, The Platypus was set on his way, empty handed. What could he do?
"Psst! Platypus! It's me, Everdred. I think I know where your magic hotdog is."
"Where?"
"Pokey has it."
"Why are you whispering?"
"It makes me feel important."
The Platypus was rather angry. Why did that stupid Pokey have to take his magic hotdog anyways? Oh by golly, when he saw that Pokey, he was gonna jack him in the jaw!
"Pokey! Give me back my magic hotdog!"
"Okay."
And all was good.
THE END
