Bob’s Short Story Part 2

January 10th, 2006


It was dark, smelly, and wet. But what exactly was "it"? Well poor Bob was wondering the same thing. The last thing he could remember was...A2. A2? Why on Earth would he remember A2?! Oh well, first thing's first: finding out where he is and how to get out. So, he stood up! But he fell... He stood up again! And this time he didn't fall! This time, he ran! He was running, running, running, running, running, running, running, running, running, running, running, towards something. But alas, he has not a clue in the world what he is running towards. He doesn't even know where he is or how he got there! Yet still he runs, runs towards that something. Suddenly, he hears a noise. A weird noise, like a dentist's drill thingy. He gets scared and runs even faster. Now still unsure of what it is he's running toward, but sure of what he's running from: the noise. Next, before he knew what hit him, he was out cold on the... ground, right next to a stuffed monkey. A stuffed monkey...
It was bright and colorful and full of stuffed butterflies! Why butterflies? Why not stuffed monkeys? Stuffed monkeys... What is it with these stuffed... things?! They're everywhere, trying to eat us... monkeys... everywhere... tired...
"Wake up, young Sausage," said a voice. "Wake up you must, and wake up you will do."
Slowly Bob awoke, only to find himself face to face with a stuffed monkey.
"Awoken you have," said the strange stuffed monkey. "Now eat you must, or walk you can not." The strange stuffed monkey handed Bob a plate of cheese and left, muttering something inaudible as he did so. Bob simply stared at the place where the strange stuffed monkey once had been and the plate of cheese before him and wondered. Sadly, the time for wondering was cut short, as Bob heard that noise again. A drill, he though, a drill must be around here somewhere. Either that or a dentist! So he ate the cheese and was off! This time he at least had an idea of what he was looking for: the strange stuffed monkey and the source of the weird noise. So he went on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on until he saw...a door! It was a big old door, with carvings of monkeys on it.
"Ooh a door," said Bob as he stared at the door. And, with his amazing courage, he opened the door...
"Yoyo am I, and Bob the Sad Sausage are you," said the strange stuffed monkey as Bob opened the door. "Sit and listen to me you must. Sit and listen to me you will."
So Yoyo went on about this one time he stubbed his toe on a door and about how much it hurt and how much he cried and how it traumatized him for life and made him the monkey he is today. This, of course, made Bob even sadder. (Bob the Sadder Sad Sausage?) Bob even cried. It was a very emotional story. Then, he finally stopped talking about that, and started talking seriously. Sorta.