The Attack of the Mutant Chicken Nuggets
My story begins in a small rural town called Nowhere, Nebraska. It’s a mile from You Turned the Wrong Way, and right next to, You’re A Goner. Times are tough around these parts, people up and leaving and never to be seen around here again, and my guardian leaving for the Reserves every month. Leaving me with my crazy inventors I call my “Grandparents”. They are an older couple who’s taken care of me since… the accident. Well anyways this is the story of the time I accidentally made some giant mutant killer chicken nuggets… Yep you read that right, here we go. So, it’s down to this again, Roy leaving for the Reserves (or so he says), leaving me with them. The crazy old couple. I don’t mind it though, I usually get to tinker around with their gadgets they make me. I just wish Roy wouldn’t leave all the time, he’s the only family I have left. He doesn’t even seem like the Army type, he usually just gets wasted every night and leaves to the bar with a few of his buddies. I usually get left a bunch of money to order food and get random things throughout the week, so the pay isn’t that bad. As I watched that old beat up pickup drive down the street, I wondered what the old couple had created now. Granny had mentioned something about a new way to cook frozen foods. Who knows what she meant, she’s …show more content…
We hopped in and sped away just as we saw the nuggets breaking down buildings and crushing cars. Everything they pass just gets destroyed. One of the nuggets picked up a car and screamed a very muffled, yet frightening scream; chucking the car at full force towards our SUV. We were dodging and weaving between the streets. One explosion behind us flipped over the vehicle and we skidded to the curb side and I hit my head and what happens after that I only can tell you in the next edition of “The Attack of the Mutant Chicken
My story begins in a small rural town called Nowhere, Nebraska. It’s a mile from You Turned the Wrong Way, and right next to, You’re A Goner. Times are tough around these parts, people up and leaving and never to be seen around here again, and my guardian leaving for the Reserves every month. Leaving me with my crazy inventors I call my “Grandparents”. They are an older couple who’s taken care of me since… the accident. Well anyways this is the story of the time I accidentally made some giant mutant killer chicken nuggets… Yep you read that right, here we go. So, it’s down to this again, Roy leaving for the Reserves (or so he says), leaving me with them. The crazy old couple. I don’t mind it though, I usually get to tinker around with their gadgets they make me. I just wish Roy wouldn’t leave all the time, he’s the only family I have left. He doesn’t even seem like the Army type, he usually just gets wasted every night and leaves to the bar with a few of his buddies. I usually get left a bunch of money to order food and get random things throughout the week, so the pay isn’t that bad. As I watched that old beat up pickup drive down the street, I wondered what the old couple had created now. Granny had mentioned something about a new way to cook frozen foods. Who knows what she meant, she’s …show more content…
We hopped in and sped away just as we saw the nuggets breaking down buildings and crushing cars. Everything they pass just gets destroyed. One of the nuggets picked up a car and screamed a very muffled, yet frightening scream; chucking the car at full force towards our SUV. We were dodging and weaving between the streets. One explosion behind us flipped over the vehicle and we skidded to the curb side and I hit my head and what happens after that I only can tell you in the next edition of “The Attack of the Mutant Chicken