ANGRY BIRDS FANFICTION
:Nice day its simple me walking down the grassy fields on a wonderful spring day, Boomerang bro walks up starts to chat about the pigs and how the eggs still never hatched I always wondered that but its simple that their dead inside and its not deal but then he said:''Well its a living their still could be a chance they will hatch'' i thought in my head while we walked down the field ''I just wish those idiot pigs will burn'' we walked till we came upon the sling shot blue birds white bird and the bomb bird lined up ready too shoot...we watched as they flung em' selves at the fortress of the piggies
After they won they headed to the hospital to care their wounds and bruises and also shard cuts we went to sleep after it was getting dark we heard snorts and clanking as those pigs building a new fortress getting setup for another same routine every day week month year
Today it wasn't my turn to go but at least orange bird white bird and aqua bird are the birds to hang out with, the red bird is over their but no one likes him so he sits their behind his old scruffy tree drinking a cola or water, we sat in our sleeping bags on the grass all have our main colors
and aqua we talked and talked till the bird fighting won and all the pigs died and we got 5000 points and they called it a night and so we slept.
It's a hard working life ya know being a bird who flings them selves out of a scratchy slingshot into a hard piece of metal glass and wood
sometimes its ice cold snow...
Today it was my turn to hit the wood blocks of pain, I flung my self out of the slingshot and did my speeding spinning attack and killed about 3 out of 5 pigs I was treated while the doctor birds gave me Band-Aids and I was set off to await to go again DAY AFTER DAY AFTER YEAR AFTER we have been at it since December 2009 I had too much to see my friends getting hurt me getting hurt too so much splinters and don't get me to how the blue birds cry all night with the glass guts still hurting I don't know why their only 9 year olds and their risking their lives don't ask cause I don't know why their in it.
That night I heard more snouts than I always do so in the morning we might all go this time
this isn't the first time we did this trust me I KNOW
I was right but we can't go black bird is too burnt as so is white birds butt from shooting the fake exploding eggs but they have to it's a horrible scene when they are not strong enough to go and fail when try going out their so if we have that can of tuna and big brother Terrance where okay I hope.
In my mid- sleep I got caught I couldn't breath I was so sleepy I couldn't see why but all I mostly remember of that is when my tail feathers where scuffing in the dirt I tried and tried to see what the hell was going on I started to see it the blurs of a aqua orange green yellow type figure but I think that was the other birds
. Is this a dream I can't tell!? I heard a soft door knob turn but how and what and where as fast as I could breath it was knocked out of me as I got hit in the back of the head HARD with like a ban-hammer or something I just couldn't tell
I woke up a bright yellow light burning up my eyes as I couldn't move I was scared for my life It was cold very cold I tried to look with the corner of my eye all I could see was that I was on a grey concrete block on a metal rack holding it up some how I heard psycho laughter in the darkness I swear I was breathing so hard I couldn't see in front of me when I did then suddenly I heard clanking metal in front of me again then the back light turn bright on my forehead I'm getting a image but its still dark in front of me then the light turn on in front of me the darkness was no more but then I saw that horrible wall pitch grey with claws of blood on it I near had a heart attack when I saw that
A pig emerged from under the concrete block it was the mustache pig but the mustache is too scruffy it doesn't look like him, his eyes twitching like a freak he talked in a creepy psycho voice:'' Hellloooooo Pencile bird how yoo doing'' I was too scared to answer
: ''what my dear ur hesitating too hard will yoo calm down burd?''
I was muttering trying to saw what's going on it just turned out like wha-w-w wha ''HUSH my little birdie me will like to show you these walls they have some nice friends on it'' I thought all confused like WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!?? I saw he has his pig hooves and used em to click on the lights
TEARS ROLLED DOWN MY EYES Aqua bird Orange bird Yellow bird Boomerang bird all dripping blood on mounts upon the wall with scratches and blood I yelped with the air re-turning to me he put his hoof on my beak and said ''hush my birdie it wont be too long'' I feared for my life not knowing it just had began he walked over to a rusty metal table whispering hmmmmm he said ''aha!'' then came back over to me witch a butcher knife in his hand
or hoof whatever he said nah and walked back over too the table and then again came back but only with a little knife but still sharp and could kill me anytime now he said ''now don't you yell Mr. or you don't wanna know what I will do too yoo birdie'' he tapped me with the sharp knife right below my beak he cut Into my it cried and cried trying not to yell my lungs out
He slit the knife down through my whole belly patch and fur till my blood leaked out he opened the slit it hurt oh yes it hurt worse than breaking into the pigs fortresses and stitches he poke my organs I cried oh yes I was whimpering but he hushed me he slumped my big intestine out and chewed on it and snapped it out I think I was about dead half way he grabbed my heart took it out then popped it with his hoof
.Pencile bird has died
The other birds ended up finding the pig and killed him and oh yes it hurt him a lot they got our bodies buried them neatly flowers piled they cried as the tears dropped on the dirt
As we 5 we BRAVE 5 may R.I.P