Ok, this is a short story I wrote about a year ago when i was bored. Hate it, Love it, whatever. I don't claim to own any characters, other then the Police Chief guy. And sorry if there are any grammatical errors, I havn't gotten around to editing it yet. Chapter 1. It was not a normal day in Kelsington. The sky was blue! Good gravy it was blue! It wasn't its normal shade of musty brown, it was blue! No one was sure why this happened, but the resident town detective had his suspicions... "Im telling you, its because someone spilled a can of paint upside down! They opened it the wrong way and it fell up!", the Detective argued. "And I'm telling you that that is impossible. How can something fall up? It is absurd, ridiculous, abnormal, crazy, impossible, and improbable!" The Police Chief argued back. "Well if you stand on your head it does. Watch and learn my very serious employer.", The detective picked up the Chiefs' pen and stood on his head. He dropped it and do you want to guess what happened? Well, it fell up! It hit the ceiling, bounced, and fell back to the ceiling where it stayed. "See? I told you, now we need some musty brown paint! Lets fix the sky!" "Ju-da-bu-... how did that happen!?... I guess you were...right. Well, go find the culprit! I will get a team to fix the sky!" *********** ********** ****************** ********** *** The Detective had finally pinpointed the hideout of the culprit. His name was Triangle Man and really liked to mess stuff up and annoy people. He liked to annoy them like a fly buzzing around your ear, or a gnat that decided to fly uo your nose. Yes he was annoying just like them. The Detective marched up to his house and sniffed the door. Sniffing doors was Kelsingtons way of knocking. Dont ask why, thats just how they do it. There was no answer so he preceded to blow the door down because it was made of air. So, if you think about it, there was no dor and he opened no door and he smelt no door. All of that is absoloutly mad but thats how it happened, I was there! The Detective walked in and noticed he hadn't really walked in anywhere and was standing in an open field. He saw triangle man standing near a table eating something. The Detective walked up to him and asked, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TRIANGLE MAN MAN MAN MAN MAN!" Triangle man screamed like a little girl and turned around. "Oh hey there Mr. Detective. I was just eating some pie. I sure do love pie!" "Indeed. Everyone here in Kelsington loves pie... GIMMIE SOME!" "NO! ITS MINE... Its....my....preeeecious." "Well now I have to arrest you. You quoted Gollum from the Lord of the Rings and you didnt say you cited him. Now I get your pie. I WIN! " Oh tartar sauce. If it wasnt for you meddling kids and that dumb dog of yours I would have gotten away with it!" "Now you go to jail for quoting Spongebob Squarepants and Scooby Doo without citing them. You lose. And I have no dog... and im not plural... nor am I a kid... you get the death sentance for being stupid. "Awwww man." [Edited on 8/17/2006]