The Small Moon's Last Moments

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
A small short story along the lines of fan fic. I make fun of Star Wars, but don't get me wrong, I LOVE STAR WARS. I'M SOOOORYYYY!!!

Anyways, it's not my best, but I hope you enjoy it.

Submitted: May 18, 2008

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The Great Hippo whirled through the Vastness of space, tears streaming out of his eyes. He hadn’t meant to sneeze, he hadn’t! And now, to think of all the little humans who had been destroyed…
The hippo curled himself up into a giant ball of fetal hippo and he cried himself to sleep, in the cold, dark vacuum of space. As he drifted he dreamed of finding someone, someone who would love him, who would care for him, who would have the most beautiful smile.
He woke up to see a monkey. Now this monkey just happened to be whirling through space in the same direction that the hippo was, and he also happened to be another survivor of Earth. “Ook, ook, oooook!” He cried, peeling a banana and offering it to the hippo.
Now, to the giant hippo, this monkey seemed very, very small. And to his ears the “ook!” sounded more like:

“…”

Yes, nothing. He heard nothing, but he did see a tiny spot of yellow in front of him and he focused his vision in on the monkey, being a rather magical hippo. “Keep it.” he whispered. The monkey shrugged and took off, bounding off the hippo’s nose. The hippo sudden had the urge to sneeze.
“Ahh, ahhh, ahhh nooooo!!” He sneezed. The force of the sneeze destroyed a small moon, or at least what looked like a moon.

THE SMALL MOONS LAST MOMENTS:


“This death star is fully operational.” A man in the funny grey suit said. “Goood, gooooood.” A holograph of an evil man crooned, rubbing his wrinkly hands together. Strangely his skin was not unlike the skin of the hippo.
But anyways.
“Press da button!” Evil and Wrinkly commanded. “Yessir!” Grey Suit cried, saluting. He hurried to a large red button and smacked it, hard.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.

And that was the end of the small moon, or whatever it was.
The hippo felt very bad about that, but he couldn’t really do anything, seeing as he was hurtling backwards through space. Not that there really is a backwards in space.

(Copyright (©) 2008. All rights reserved)


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