to come out of the top of the trees, but these Coco Pebbles were much different. They were each the size of a man, and had a pissed off expression on their face. "You just ate my son!" roared one of the Coco Pebbles in the front of the crowd. "Prepare to die!" And before I could respond, hundreds of pieces of cereal were charging at me.
I had no idea what to do. My first idea was to swing my sword wildly, but my body thought differently. With one swift swing of my blade, the nearest tree was coming down, crushing some of them, and blocking the rest off. "Hurry! We have to get out of here before the get around the tree!" yelled the greeter. And without replying, I took off around the tree, cutting down all vegetation that stood in my way. Within seconds, the angry roars of the Coco Pebbles were out of earshot, but we weren't out of the forest yet. We still had a long ways to go.
After walking through miles of dense forest with no breakfast foods trying to kill us, I decided to let my guard down. We made our way through the forest until our noses filled with the sweetest smell conceivable. "Do you smell... maple syrup?" I asked while sniffing the air. "Yeah, and it's strong" whispered the unicorn cautiously. "Keep your eyes peeled".
It wasn't long after we noticed the aroma before the creatures who were producing it showed themselves. Five french toast sticks stood before us, each at least four feet tall. "What the fuck are you doing here?" exclaimed the french toast stick in the middle of the group, he appeared to be the leader."We are just passing through to get to the teddy bear council. We mean you no harm." I said with my hands up."So you think you can just come into our territory and pass through with no consequences? I don't think so." said the french toast stick angrily, as he commanded the others to draw their weapons. "We're gonna teach you guys why it's wrong to trespass." And two of them charged at us.
The leader of the group pulled out a broadsword, and swung at me. Trusting my instincts once more, I pulled out my sword, parried his strike, and countered with my own. Syrup gushed out of his chest, and he had a dazed look in his eyes, but he didn't give up. The other entrée attacked the greeter, who had kicked him in the face with his hind legs, leaving two large foot prints where his eyes used to be. I looked back from his fight and noticed that my enemy's wound was already healed."Syrup is sticky, and seals the wound fast!" cackled the breakfast wickedly. "Your gonna have to do a little better than that!" he said, as he swung at my head. I attempted to evade his attack, but he cut my ear, drawing blood.
I had no idea what to do. My first idea was to swing my sword wildly, but my body thought differently. With one swift swing of my blade, the nearest tree was coming down, crushing some of them, and blocking the rest off. "Hurry! We have to get out of here before the get around the tree!" yelled the greeter. And without replying, I took off around the tree, cutting down all vegetation that stood in my way. Within seconds, the angry roars of the Coco Pebbles were out of earshot, but we weren't out of the forest yet. We still had a long ways to go.
After walking through miles of dense forest with no breakfast foods trying to kill us, I decided to let my guard down. We made our way through the forest until our noses filled with the sweetest smell conceivable. "Do you smell... maple syrup?" I asked while sniffing the air. "Yeah, and it's strong" whispered the unicorn cautiously. "Keep your eyes peeled".
It wasn't long after we noticed the aroma before the creatures who were producing it showed themselves. Five french toast sticks stood before us, each at least four feet tall. "What the fuck are you doing here?" exclaimed the french toast stick in the middle of the group, he appeared to be the leader."We are just passing through to get to the teddy bear council. We mean you no harm." I said with my hands up."So you think you can just come into our territory and pass through with no consequences? I don't think so." said the french toast stick angrily, as he commanded the others to draw their weapons. "We're gonna teach you guys why it's wrong to trespass." And two of them charged at us.
The leader of the group pulled out a broadsword, and swung at me. Trusting my instincts once more, I pulled out my sword, parried his strike, and countered with my own. Syrup gushed out of his chest, and he had a dazed look in his eyes, but he didn't give up. The other entrée attacked the greeter, who had kicked him in the face with his hind legs, leaving two large foot prints where his eyes used to be. I looked back from his fight and noticed that my enemy's wound was already healed."Syrup is sticky, and seals the wound fast!" cackled the breakfast wickedly. "Your gonna have to do a little better than that!" he said, as he swung at my head. I attempted to evade his attack, but he cut my ear, drawing blood.
