Sonnie: Bah

The ghost pulls me along, and stops short suddenly.

"I was just wondering, Mr Ghosty. What's your name? You never said."

He jsut looks at me for a few moments, "My name is Max."

"That doesn't seem very Monk-like."

"Thats because, I'm not a monk."

"Really, are you sure?"

"YES, I'M SURE!" He yells, letting me go.

"Ok, ok." I put my hands up in surrender, but mutter under breath, "Someone's on their man period."

"Oh for Christ's sake!" He exclaims, I snigger. "Oh, crapsticals."

"....Did you just say crapsticals?" I ask, bemused biting my lip trying not to laugh out loud.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because-"

"Because what?"

"Well, if you let me finish-"

"Will you just answer the question!"

"I'f you'd let me fin-"

"You're not answering."

"I'm gunna kill yo-"

"And you're stil-"

"Inter-"

"I can't believe you ju-"

"Interuptin-" That's it. "-g. HA! I fin-"

"Bah-"

"Did you jus-"

"Moo-"

"Serious-"

"Meoooowwww."

"AGGHH!" He exclaims. More random people look at me as if I've just escaped from an insane unit. Wait one clock tickin' minute, they're school kids....

"Are we at school?"

"U-huh." He looks around.

"Oh, crapsticals-"

"You just said-"

"Bah."

"Are you going to make animal noises if I interupt you?"

"Yes."

"Right... I thought you had diarhoea..."

"No I didn't, Mum just said I did."

"Now, why would she lie?"

"Because she's nasty, and I didn't come home last night."

"Well it's you're fault then."

"No, no it isn't."

"Who's fault is it then?"

"Yours," More kids look at me, Yes I'm talking to myself, get over yourselves.

"Mine? Why?"

"'Cause, your face made me collapse-"

"'Cause, I'm so good looking-"

"Bah! And no, the opposite."

"Well aren't you a barrel of sunshine." He pouts.

"Aww, bless you."

"Are you talking to yourself?" A boy says, making me jump out of my skin.

"No, I'm-"

"You are," Max interupts.

"Bah!"

"Bah?" The boy repeats, his arua out of wack.

"Yes, bah, haven't you ever heard anyone say bah before?"

His cold - almost ice like - blue eyes look at me quizzingly, "Yes, but that was a sheep."

I raise my eyebrow, "What were you doing with a sheep?"

"Uh... Err..."

"You like the sheep, 'eh?" I bite my lip to stop me from laughing, I hear Max snigger. The boy blushes slightly, and ruffles his black spikes."

"Right, I'm off home, see ya." I annouce.

"Aren't you going to school?" he asks.

"Nope, I have diarrhoea."

He looks freaked out, I bark out a laugh. "Really?"

"Yep." I say, the ghosts, Max and I laugh as we walk off.

The End

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