Eric (k) the Frog and the
Scorpion named Fido
Help us, help us, we need your help.
They took it without hearing our yelp.
Dump out the food and make the fall.
And that’s our reason for this call.
At all time, during the day.
The mail people will not be away.
This story begins with a frog mainly named Eric. Although he have like to be called Erik. He lived in a suburban area in Florida. Unfortunately he didn’t have any of that paradise; he lived in a rusty, old, pet shop that was going out of business. So anyway one day, or morning, he didn’t remember, he woke up and all of his food was gone! He stomped and said “what the…,”
Unfortunately he didn’t have time to finish his sentence; his stomping caused the cage to fall and crash on the floor. The cage was then broke open, so he ran outside to see where his food went! He saw a crate labeled: Food for Frogs, Eric’s Food.
The animals knew that they’re food was gone.
The mammals knew that they’re food was gone.
The kitties knew that they’re food was gone.
And especially, the humans knew that the animals’ food was gone.
But that was their goal.
He didn’t have time to question why his name happened to be on the crate. He jumped on a box right next to his box labeled: Fido’s food. And on Fido’s food crate was, well, Fido. “Hi, I’m Fido, the scorpion, but anyway, how did you end up here,” Fido said.
“I got here by… uhh… stomping on my cage furiously? Ohh and I want my food back bad,” Eric said.
“Yeah, my food was stolen too. Hey, you know where these crates are going,” Fido asked.
“Well, the crates are approaching that big, floaty object there,” Eric said.
“Ooh… that is a cargo ship. That’ll load up all of the food and carry it away to… Turkey, Fido said.
“We’d better stop that shipment to Turkey,” Eric said. They went to board the cargo ship.
Inside, they found loads, and loads of food. Each one labeled with different names! “Whoa, is every single animal’s food in this very cargo ship? Seems to me like…Whoa! A guard is coming,” Fido said.
“Well don’t just stand there, run in this food crate,” Eric said. “Right,” Fido said.
And they ran right in to a crate labeled Vivivore’s food.
As they stumbled into the food crate they heard the guard’s steps fading away. “Well, I guess that was close,” Fido whispered breathing heavily.
Suddenly, a light inside the crate lit up the crate. “Hey, where did that light come from,” Eric asked.
“I dunno, but it looks like we are in total danger,” Fido exclaimed.
Unfortunately, right around them, were 20 snakes.
“This is our worst idea yet, even though we didn’t get any ideas before,” Fido said.
“What the…,” Eric said confused.
“What,” Fido asked.
On Fido’s tail, were 19 snakes. Of course, if you paid any attention to this story at all, you would know that there was one snake left. “You know, you would think that the last snake would go latch onto your tail,” Eric said disappointingly.
“Well, it’s not my fault, come on let’s just climb out of this crate.” Fido said”
When they climbed out of the crate, looking for their food, a guard spotted them. “There,” one guard yelled.
“What,” another guard asked.
“Those are the animals that are causing all of the trouble,” the first guard answered.
“What trouble,” asked the first guard. “Something, I’ll think of something, but in the meantime, take them to the brig,” the first guard ordered with enthusiasm.
Eric and Fido looked blankly at the two guards. “We don’t have a brig,” the second guard said.
“Then take them to the laundry room, which will now be referred the brig.” The first guard said.
They were in the laundry room when they spotted a faint, distant light. It said: HIGH SCORE: 100,000,000. “Look,” said Eric amusingly.
“Whoa, that high score is so good it probably isn’t real,” Fido said impressively.
“Not there! Here,” Eric said as he pointed to the spot he was talking about.
There, right there was a cry for help from the animals.
Help us, help us, we need your help.
They took it, without hearing our yelp.
Dump out the food and make the fall.
And that’s our reason for this call.
At all time, during the day.
The mail people will not be away.
But the light didn’t come from the game or whatever; it came from the doorway to the rest of the cargo ship. It was open. “Yes,” cried Eric.
But apparently, Eric woke up to find out that he was still in the laundry room. “That’s a total bummer,” said Eric disappointingly.
“Stop calling me that,” yelled Eric.
“What,” said the director confusingly?
“Call me Erik,” answered Eric. “There! You just did it again,” yelled Eric.
“Fine, fine, fine,” said the director angrily.
“Now, let’s see if you changed my name,”… said Erik.
“’Bout time,” said Erik happily.
“Hey, I pick locked the door with my tail, let’s get out of here,” Fido said proudly.
Erik was paying no attention to Fido at the time. “Hey, what’s that button on the wall,” asked Erik.
That button said: DISPENSE ALL KOOD. “Kood? What’s kood,” Fido asked
“I think they mean “Food””. Erik answered.
“Well, according to my current chart, if we dispense the food now, it will end up in the United States,” Fido remarked.
Erik pushed the button as fast as he could, causing them, and the food to topple out of the boat.
“Oh no, OH NO! I’m going to drown,” Erik cried out.
“But… You’re an amphibian, if anything I should be drowning.” Fido said as if he knew all the facts.
“Well, what do you want me to say, wheeeeee,” asked Erik. While Erik and Fido played Marco Polo, they eventually ended up on the shore of Florida. “Well, how are we going to deliver all of this food?” Erik asked.
“Don’t worry, the mail people will take care of all of this food,” Fido answered.
“How do you know,” Erik remarked.
“Remember that prophecy thingy,” Fido asked.
Help us, help us, we need your help.
They took it without hearing our yelp.
Dump out the food and make the fall.
And that’s our reason for this call.
At all time, during the day.
The mail people will not be away.
So, out of nowhere, 500 mail people came out of nowhere and delivered all of the food to its destination cleanly, and safely.
Erik and Fido were in a hotel, which seemed like a paradise to them. They were eating a lot of food necessary for frogs and scorpions. They heard a chant fading, then getting louder.
Thank you two, one and all.
You followed our very call.
Now we have food because of you.
Erik and Fido, this is for you two.
YYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYY=http://=http://=http://!
So, they were having a great time living, and I’m pretty sure all of the other animals are too.
THE END or at least for now…
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I just thought this one was funny.
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