Jessa is having dinner with her parents. they finish. she isn't. she hasn't eaten anyof them. mom says she can't leave the table until they're all gone. Jessa says they're bad. mom says you haven't even tried them yet. Parents leave, telling her she has to finish them before she's done.
meatballs say pssst after parents leave. offer her wishes if she'll help them escape. meatballs are obviously lying. We'll grant you a wish. Did I say a wish, I meant three wishes. Why, we'll each grant you three wishes. How about a pony? You want a pony? It's your's. Two ponies if you want. Heck, you can have a whole stable of em. "I like dolls" Dolls, why didn't you say so? Dolls are what we do best. Consider it done.
Got a slingshot? I'll go. Jessa loaded the meatball onto the slingshot. The other meatballs watched in anticipation. "Which way?", asked Jessa. "I'd say north", said the meatball. "I'm swedish, you know". Jessa aimed north. She pulled back the slingshot. "Here goes". Jessa let go. Off went the meatball. "Weeeeeeee", said the meatball. "Splat", said the building. The meatballs watched. "Not good." "I liked the WEEEEEEE part". "It's too cold up north". "If meatballs were meant to fly, they'd have wings".
"Got a potty?" Jessa took them to the bathroom upstairs. "Drop me in", said one. she dropped him in. "Here goes", she said. she flushed the potty. "So long", said the meatball. "Whoosh, glug, glug", said the potty. The other meatballs watched. "That would make me dizzy". "Looks cold". "I prefer the mountains to the beaches".
"I could mail you somewhere", said Jessa. "Great", replied the meatballs. Jessa went to her mother's desk and found an envelope. It had a window in the front that she thought the meatballs would enjoy."I've a cousin living in Italy", said the meatball. Jessa wrote "Itally" on the envelope. "How many stamps?", asked Jessa. "It's pretty far", said one. "How many stamps you got?" "20". "Better use em all". Jessa put the meatball in. "Arividerci", said the meatball. Jessa licked the envelope. She closed it. She pressed down hard to seal it. "Smoosh", said the meatball. The others watched. "Looks kinda flat". "I think I'd rather stay in this area". "Who wants to learn a foreign language anyway".
Jessa rolls them int othe street. They roll. They stop. "Hey, I'm not moving", yells the meatball. "Roll me again", says the other meatball. "Vroom", says the car coming down the street. "Smash", say the two meatballs. The others watched.
last one. Jessa says she wants her wish. meatball is mean. I never said anything about wishes. he lies. what are you gonna do about it? she scowls at him. he scowls at her. she gets a look on her face indicating she has an idea. he figures it out. "no wait, let's talk this over, ...". she eats him.
goes back in house. walks into living room. mom asks if she finished all the meatballs. she says yes. mom asks how they were. jessa says terrible, awful, bad.
they tasted pretty good though.
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Blatant plagiarism.
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