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The Bad Boy Stole My Pudding Cup

The Bad Boy Stole My Pudding Cup

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Dezy By imhungryyy Updated Oct 17, 2015

No way.

It cannot be him.

Carter Fields is in my kitchen.   

The bad boy was in my kitchen, raiding my fridge.

I stepped out from behind the wall and coughed awkwardly. He turned around and let out a high pitched scream and dropped- my pudding cup! 

Oh, no he didn't. Someone better hold my earrings!  

"Give me my pudding cups!" I yelled, I swear I must have looked like a wildebeest.   I advanced towards Carter Fields, umbrella at the ready.   

No one messes with my pudding cups. 

No one.

WAIT GO PROTECT UR FOOD I WOULD KILL SOMEONE IFD THEY TOUCHED MY FOOD
good job u sound like a clean smart person. *note the sarcasm*
mess with my pudding cup I will throw pirahnas in ur pants and throw u  in an ocean infested with shark.then I will bury u alive and snatch urheart out and give to the sevage animals to eat and I will take ur brain and make meat out of it and feed it to ur dead body and family
Virtually: Some major ninja moves were busted during my trajectory to the bottom of the stairs   Reality: I fell down the stairs surprisingly quietly and called it a major ninga move
sure use the one thing u know from ONE CLASS OF tai kwon do. I'm sure u will survive somehow if the person is dumb enough and doesn't catch ur drift
OBVIOUSLY THERES GONNA BE RUSTLING OR ELSE U WOULDHAVE HEARD THE BROKEN VASE BEING MOVED TO CLIMB BACK OUT.