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It was a boring, hot, hungry day in the BeGood household and Johnny BeGood was drooling in his own boredom. He was laying in his bed staring hard at the ceiling when, all of a sudden, a strange and horrible pain shot through his abdomen and roared to Johnny BeGood:
"JOHNNY!! HUNGRY!!! CONSUME FOOOOD!!!"
Johnny was frightened and shot up and threw his hands against his stomach.
"Ohhh, that pain, the paain! The horrible horrible paaain. What ever shall I doo??!"
Johnny thought for half a second, and a warm sensation filled his heart with joy.
"Foood, I need foood."
He got up and wandered to the BeGood family kitchen. Trepidation filled his emotions. Empty. The entire BeGood family kitchen was empty. He began to panic, he grabbed onto the refrigerator handle, clutching his stomach, he began heavily breathing.
"Owwww, OWWWWWwwww, Ahhhooowwwwww AAAAAHHHHHHOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW"
He wandered the house hold, tears in his eyes, knowing there will be no food for atleast one hour.
"I cannot wait that long" Good old Johnny BeGood said to himself, "I can't..."
He peregrinated back to his bedroom, he arrived infront of his sanctuary closet.
"Ah, If I just sit in here until then and rock back in forth for an hour, I will forget everything..."
He sat inside his dark closet and rolled over with hunger...but as he sat down, he didn't stop rolling, he slipped right through the wall. With a terrifying screech (AhhhHHHHHHHhhh), he sat up and his jaw pracically fell off his face. He squabbled down an enormous sugar cube staircase, and hit the bottem in a loud thump. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"W-w-what is this place?" he managed to croak out. Right then he was greeted by a man. A strange man. Not to tall, not too small. Not to big, not to thin. His hair was like thick golden straw sticking out of his head covering his bulging wide eyes. At that moment in time, Johnny BeGood knew his future would be a pleasent one. A very pleasent one. His eyes glazed with joy, his face flushed wth excitment.
"Why...food! Lots and lots of food!"
It was an entire buffet. Every food you could possibly think of, every drink possible on this planet was in view. And the room seemed to pass on for miles.
Johnny ran up to a tray of sushi, trays of differents types surpassed it.
"Ahhh, welcome to The Twilight Shop. Eat all you want, it's all for free. Let go of your worries in the mortal world, weight means nothing here, and once you leave, you will be as skinny as you were before. Just don't stay in here too long..." His voice fell to a heavy thick creamy wisper. "Or you will stay fat foorreevverr mwahahah MWAHAHAHA" His voice trailed off as Johnny ran down the aisles and stuffed his face with pizza and mashed potatoes and marshmallows and sushi and more and more and more and MORE! Until he was as stuffed as a fat pig getting ready to be butchered.
The not too tall, not too short man's voice echoed in his mind "Don't stay too long or you'll be fat... FOREVER!!" Johnny ignored it though, and began shoveling chocolate pudding into his filthy mouth.
Just when he thought that he would explode, he decided that it was getting a bit late.
"Mother and father are probably worried about me by now, and, Sweet Jesus! I'm almost late for dinner!"
He ran down the ailses and saw all the food in sweet scented blurs as he passed them by. The stairway of sugarcubes seemed heavy under his feet, for he did not want to leave this wonderful food filled place. He looked back one last time and waved goodbye to the food, a large food covered toothy grin spread across his face.
"Goodbye Twilight Shop, we will meet again!"
Johnny BeGood emerged back through his closet and ran down to the dinning room for supper. His mother and father were just setting down for sloppy joe's. He was surprised to feel his hunger was still there. He almost fainted. He grabbed his joe and shoved it inside his mouth. He didn't even notice when his parents left the dinner table and sat down to watch televison. He ate four sloppy joe's total.
Days and days from then on, he escaped to his closet and went down to visit The Twilight shop and every single time he would leave as thin as before and as hungry as before.
One day, he went down there. He ate and ate and ate, but, after the large turkey and wine, he felt dazed, he thought it would be no problem if he fell asleep under the sushi table.
"Ahh, this is nice he said. I'm soOoOoOoOoOoOoo sleepy, and under neath this table is soOoOoOoOOoOoOo soft. It wouldn't be a problem if I took an itsy bitsy nappy."
And at that very thought, Johnny fell asleep, dreaming up images of happy, like food. Because Johnny BeGood enjoys his nappies full of happy. Anyways. Long hours later Johnny awoke under the sushi table...in a shock.
"AHHHHHHHHHH I'VE BEEN SLEEPING TO LONG. LOOK HOW FRICKIN FAT I AM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Johnny shot up and ran around in circles trying to work off the weight. Nothing happened. The man walked up and gave him a jolly old laugh.
"Ho ho ho ho, dear Johnny boy, ho ho ho, you didn't listen to what I said." His face sunk and his eyeballs and lips popped out larger than they possibly should be, he put out his dark rich chocolatey voice. "Yoouu eaat toooo much, you get FAT and stay FAT!" His body grew and grew and e got taller and taller and wider and wider. Johnny boy gave a high pitched scream and ran towards the sugar cube staircase with his floppy arms flailing in the steamy good air. He ran out of the Twilight Shop. Into his bedroom. He stood, he stared directly in the mirrow.
"Dear god..."
Father BeGood walked in room.
"YOUR FRICKIN FAT!! DID YOU EAT MY SON????"
Johnny's small eyes that squooshed into his face teared up.
"Papa......it's...me, your good ol' son Johnny Boy, Johnny boy!"
"You will never be my son." His voice darkend (Kind of like Darth Vader) "Get out of my houuse, get out get out get out get out." Father BeGood began to chant, Mother BeGood popped up behind him out of no where and added along. "Get out get out get out get out get out! Raaaathfdhggghghghhghghg!!!!!!!!"
And after that day, Fat ol' Johnny BeGood never, ever returned. He ended up growing up to be a fat, bald, smelly, loser in high school, never got a girlfriend, and never ever got a job and ended up being a fat bum for the rest of his day.
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Written By: Emily Jacobson, Ashley Garcia, and Rebekah Jacobson. |
