The Wifi Box

Short Story Number 1

Willy Wonka looked at the bendy Wifi box in her hands and felt unstable.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her beautiful surroundings. She had always loved pretty Sydney with its obnoxious, odd oceans. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel unstable.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Sandy Bum. Sandy was a gracious elephant with skinny eyelashes and fluffy ankles.

Willy gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a bold, energetic, whiskey drinker with wobbly eyelashes and grubby ankles. Her friends saw her as a low, large lover. Once, she had even made a cup of tea for a super kitten.

But not even a bold person who had once made a cup of tea for a super kitten, was prepared for what Sandy had in store today.

The sun shone like swimming dogs, making Willy sneezy.

As Willy stepped outside and Sandy came closer, she could see the yarbelicious glint in her eye.

Sandy glared with all the wrath of 7125 thoughtful horrible hamsters. She said, in hushed tones, "I hate you and I want The Wifi code."

Willy looked back, even more sneezy and still fingering the bendy Wifi box. "Sandy, I love your wifi code it's so.... Strong... And powerful," she replied.

They looked at each other with relaxed feelings, like two flat, foolish flamingos shouting at a very witty disco, which had flute music playing in the background and two controlling uncles talking to the beat.

Suddenly, Sandy lunged forward and tried to punch Willy in the face. Quickly, Willy grabbed the bendy Wifi box and brought it down on Sandy's skull.

Sandy's skinny eyelashes trembled and her fluffy ankles wobbled. She looked relaxed, her emotions raw like a square, snotacular Sausage.

Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Sandy Bum was dead.

Willy Wonka went back inside and made herself a nice glass of whiskey.

THE END