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"sogno della dinistia complete" -> "Sogno Della Dinistia: La Bestia Con Fuori, La Bestia Dentro"

undead dutch squirrel army  by dr3arms
the colors varied and widened in variety as morgan, nordafet, and the beast wondered how in the world they were going to get out of this place. all of a sudden, a pink flying squirrel skitted in front of the beasts foot. morgan looked at nordafet, and nordafet looked at the beast. there was a moments silence before the beast reacted. "thats a flying pink squirrel... isnt it?" morgan couldnt help but smirk at the beast and his new friend.

the pink squirrel skittered up the beast leg, up to his shoulder and sat down promptly. "go away." was all the beast said as the pink squirrel sat still, not  moving an inch. "i said shoo... go away. i dont like you." the squirrel didnt move an inch. "I SAID GET THE LFYING **** OFF OF ME YOU BASTARD!" the beast let loose a flurry of punchs which connected with the squirrel head on, cause shockwaves from the sheer forces of the blows to the squirrel. when the beast was dead tired from punching the squirrel, he looked at it andn oticed that there wasnt a single bump or scratching on the animal what so ever.

"WHAT THE ****!?" the beast screamed in panic. "you know what? **** it. stay up there you bastard. i dont care anymore." morgan and nordafet couldnt help but laugh at the beast predicament. "the beast has a girlfriend!" "its not funny!" "oh yes it is!"

when all the excitement had died down and the beast had calmed down from his endeavor with the flying pink squirrel. they continued on there journey, not knowing what else they would find in this weird random place. "you know, ive been thinking." morgan sighed as they walked to the north, or what they thought was the north judging by the direction of images of guys getting kicked in the balls. "thats funny!" nordafet squealed in delight. "yeah thats great, so whats up morgan?"

"guys, ive been doing a lot of thinking lately, about our adventure up till this point, and it kinda seems to me that no matter where we go, or what we do... were always going to have to fight something." there was a pause between thoughts in which nordafet took great pleasure in directing there attention to the images of people in stupid hats falling off tall bicycles. "thats just plain lame. where the **** are we anyways? yeah i feel you there bud, but you know what i think? every time we get into some wierd, radom adventure, we get that much closer to where were going."

nordafet choked on an air bubble for the first time. "where exactly are we going?" "i dont know... this way i think." they walked o for several miles before finding a tall skyscraper of a hotel that seemed both pleasant and disturbing. "the pink squirrel? i think we found your home... so go away." the beast said plain and bluntly to the resident of his right shoulder. the squirrel looked at him with great big puppy dog eyes and started to whine, but the beast being who he was, simply grabbed the poor creature by his head and flung him at the building as hard as he could with out mercy.

the squirrel flew a farther distance that the group thought and was impaled onto one of the many invisible spikes that protruded from the south facing wall. "well..... that was new. lets go before we get sucked into some stupid adventure." they ran off as fast as they could, screaming like little ninnies as they did so for five minutes before stopping to rest.

"holy **** that was close. did you see that thing fly?" the beast said with little empathy for the resulting fate of the squirrel. "yeah i know! the building was too **** freaky! and i think your little friend... brought more little friends." nordafet chimed in as well, pointing out that the  dead pink squirrel had come back to life, and now brought with him, seven hundred other various colored squirrels to get the pink ones revenge.

"dood de bastaarden!"

"AND THEY SPEAK DUTCH!" they ran for there lives as the small squirrel army raced after them.
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Date created: June 22, 2009
Date published: June 22, 2009
Comments: 0
Tags: am, as, be, bestia, co, con, de, della, dentro, di, dinistia, dr, dream, dy, dynasty, ea, el, en, es, fu, fuori, gn, he, ia, in, is, la, ll, na, ni, no, nt, of, og, on, or, re, ri, ro, so, sogno, st, th, the, ti, tr, ty, uo, yn
Word Count: 842
Times Read: 264
Story Length: 32
Children Rank: 3.8/5.0 (2 votes)
Descendant Rank: 0.0/5.0 (33 votes)