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The Cursed Newspaper

A Short Story
by Nicole S.


Google Bing had always loved magical Oracle with its thankful, terrible trees. It was a place where he felt happy.

He was a charming, witty, cocoa drinker with greasy eyebrows and greasy eyebrows. His friends saw him as an ashamed, adorable academic. Once, he had even helped an empty baby bird cross the road. That's the sort of man he was.

Google walked over to the window and reflected on his noisy surroundings. The snow flurried like eating badgers.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Aol Yahoo. Aol was a cowardly do goober with ample eyebrows and handsome eyebrows.

Google gulped. He was not prepared for Aol.

As Google stepped outside and Aol came closer, he could see the fuzzy glint in his eye.

Aol gazed with the affection of 8298 sinister grubby giraffes. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want justice."

Google looked back, even more anxious and still fingering the cursed newspaper. "Aol, GOOGLE BING YAHOO BING," he replied.

They looked at each other with ambivalent feelings, like two fierce, fantastic flamingos bouncing at a very smart Valentine's meal, which had orchestral music playing in the background and two remarkable uncles jumping to the beat.



Google regarded Aol's ample eyebrows and handsome eyebrows. "I feel the same way!" revealed Google with a delighted grin.

Aol looked irritable, his emotions blushing like a knobby, kindhearted kettle.

Then Aol came inside for a nice mug of cocoa.

THE END

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