Mr. Peanut: White Day Boogaloo(StoryInDescription)4
Nachos to nachos. Dust to dust. That was all that ran through my mind as I watched the remains of the Peanutters and their NUTmobile being swept away by the wind...and the remains of every tree, twiny thicket, warehouse wall and piece of broken machinery in sight. In all my daring adventures that I refuse to tell you about unless you're willing to pay a pretty penny, I had never seen anything quite like this. I was utterly flabberghasted. In the clearing, I watched the silhouette of a huge being seem to walk slowly towards us. As he moved closer and closer, his features became more visible, and everything in his path appeared to deep-fry itself, like some sort of twisted meme. This monstrocity looked like a baby version of The Artist Formerly Known As Mr. Peanut, crossed with Thanos, and stood 50 feet tall. No, I'm not kidding. But despite looking like a living cursed image, I knew exactly who he really was...
...he was a different living cursed image. One who went by the name of...BABY NUT.
"What are you doing here!?" I shouted at him with the velocity of an earthquake. "I think the real question is...what are YOU doing here!?", he literally cried, stamping his boot furiously into the ground and causing an actual earthquake. He glared at then VICEgrip100%'ed Prince Bartholomew like a little sister's Barbie doll that he was about to lop the hair off of and throw into a fire, leaving me on the ground to fend for myself.
As the prince groaned in both manners of the word, the earthquake did nothing but cause me to bounce around like a bouncy ball until I landed back on my feet, after which I immediately fixed my sight back onto the Brobdingnagian blue-tinted baby and snatched the prince right from his hand, turning into a muscle-bound...ill-behaved donkey in the process. "Prince Bartholomew is here on Earth, right where he very well belongs, thank you!", I shouted heroically as I wrapped by beefy arm around the lithesome prince for emphasis. "Now, tell me what you've done with the Peanutters or I'm putting you in time out."
~To be continued~
...he was a different living cursed image. One who went by the name of...BABY NUT.
"What are you doing here!?" I shouted at him with the velocity of an earthquake. "I think the real question is...what are YOU doing here!?", he literally cried, stamping his boot furiously into the ground and causing an actual earthquake. He glared at then VICEgrip100%'ed Prince Bartholomew like a little sister's Barbie doll that he was about to lop the hair off of and throw into a fire, leaving me on the ground to fend for myself.
As the prince groaned in both manners of the word, the earthquake did nothing but cause me to bounce around like a bouncy ball until I landed back on my feet, after which I immediately fixed my sight back onto the Brobdingnagian blue-tinted baby and snatched the prince right from his hand, turning into a muscle-bound...ill-behaved donkey in the process. "Prince Bartholomew is here on Earth, right where he very well belongs, thank you!", I shouted heroically as I wrapped by beefy arm around the lithesome prince for emphasis. "Now, tell me what you've done with the Peanutters or I'm putting you in time out."
~To be continued~
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Inflation
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