Pete and Jimmy The Weasel were walking down the road, when they spotted an old house. "Cool," said Pete. "Let's go in!"

"No! Noooooooo!! Go away!" Jimmy screamed, as he ran away.

Pete, used to this type of behavior from Jimmy, just shrugged and walked in through the front door, which kinda resembled Einstein. "Einstein's such a funny word, don't you think?" he said to no one in particular, as he walked in the door. He saw an old, dusty room with some ancient furniture. "Nice furniture, although, this room seems very old and dusty." Just then, he noticed that the narrator was using a program with grammar check! "Hey, narrator guy! You are using a program with grammar check!"

"Neat!" said the narrator, as he proceeded to purposely type sentences with bad grammar to check the checker. "He say what she thinking no time at all," he typed. "Cool."

"Get on with it!" yelled Pete.

"Oh, right, sorry," apologized the narrator.

Anyway, Pete decided that it was time for lunch, so he went into the kitchen and asked the cook to make him a sandwich. He ate it, and it was wonderful! "This sandwich is wonderful!" he exclaimed. "Thanks, Pierre," (for, as we all know, all male cooks are named Pierre).

"No problem, Pete. Say "Hi" to Jimmy for me."

"Why? He's deaf," asked Pete.

"Oh, right. I forgot."

Pete then decided to explore the rest of the house. He went down a dark hallway, and came to a bedroom. He peered inside. "Wow, hey, look at all this neat stuff!"

"You like it?" a voice asked from behind him.

"Ahhh! Don't scare me like that! Yeah, it's really neat. What's your name?"

"I dunno. I don't think I have one," replied the shadow. "I think I am one of those nameless antagathingies... Why?"

"Well, I can't just call you Shadowguy..."

"Yes, you can."

"Oh. OK."

Pete and Shadowguy looked around the house some more. "Oh, wow, look at your bathroom! It's so big, and spacious! It's grandapulous!" Pete exclaimed at the sight of Shadowguy's grandapulously big and spacious bathroom.

"Hey, I'm bored," said Pete to the narrator guy.

"Too bad," replied the narrator guy. "This has to be over a page."

"Oh, alright. But could you make the setting just a little more exciting?"

"Sure"

Just then, a giant squid landed in the bathtub and began dragging Pete and Shadowguy to their death. "Hey, wait a minute! This isn't what I meant!"

"Oh."

Everything disappeared in a ball of light, and they were in a swimming pool full of Jell-O. "That's more like it!" Pete yelled, his mouth full of Jell-O. Just then, Jimmy came outside.

"What ya doing?" he asked.

"Nothing..."

"No! Noooooooo!! Go away!" Jimmy screamed, as he ran away.

"What's up with him?" Shadowguy inquired.

"That's what he's like..."

"Oh."

They continued swimming, and eventually, got out of the pool. They then showered, and dried of, and went inside to play some video games. Jimmy was in the kitchen, getting a snack. "Hey, Jimmy, want to play some video games with us?" asked Pete.

"No! Noooooooo!! Go away!" Jimmy screamed, as he ran away.

"What a weirdo," Shadowguy commented.

"Yeah, he's like that."

"Ahem..." coughed the narrator.

"What?" they said in unison.

"The antagonist is supposed to threaten the protagonist now," he scolded.

"Oh yeah," said Shadowguy. Turning toward Pete he said, "I'm afraid I'm going to have to kill you now."

Pete sighed, "All right, make it quick. That's just the problem with writers these days. As soon as they get their page quota, they kill everyone off." At the very second Pete finished that sentence, an atom bomb exploded in the general vicinity of their house.

Then there was silence.

"Hey, narrator guy, what happened?" Pete yelled.

"You guys are supposed to be dead!!!!!!!!!!" the narrator guy yelled.

"Well, we're not, obviously," Shadowguy pointed out helpfully.

"Shuttup. This story is all wrong. Shadowguy, you were supposed to kill off Jimmy, but he ran away. Pete, you were supposed to avenge Jimmy's death, but Shadowguy was supposed to be too elusive. This atom bomb was supposed to end you misery. And Pierre wasn't even supposed to be in this story. I fell like just scrapping this thing and starting over..."

"No, please, it's late and I don't feel like doing any more killing tonight," pleaded Shadowguy.

"Oh, fine. Let's just turn in this piece of rubbish and see what the teacher says about it, shall we?"

"Well, we could just make a few minor adjustments," said Pete. "Jimmy is a very good editor."

"Jimmy! Come here and help us with this story!" ordered the narrator.

"No! Noooooooo!! Go away!" Jimmy screamed, as he ran away

"Well, it's better than the alternative," said Pete guy.

"What's that?" asked Shadowguy.

"The End!"