Conversations With Myself

If you're looking for a proper story - one with a plot and suspense and a bunch of other stuff, walk away NOW. If you're looking for some deep and meaningful movella where the title has some hidden meaning, run away as fast as you can. I mean what I say; these are literally conversations with myself.

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5. Conversations On The Evilness of Goldfish (and llamas. Again. This time they're green)

 

 

Hippie: *Sitting sedately atop a green llama* Good evening, my faithful disciples, It's been a while.

 

Argument: When you think about the bigger picture, it really hasn't been that long, Hippie.

 

Hippie: Ignore the nonbelievers, disciples, as they do not understand the mysterious mood I am trying to create and insist on being annoying.

 

bubbles: I don't know if it's the term disciples or the non-use of contractions, but I am getting a very bad feeling about this. Also, why are you on top of a llama?

 

Hippie: I'm testing how well their training is going, of course.

 

Bubbles: Alright, then why is it green?

 

Hippie: I just feel like llamas should be green, you know? Green is their colour, man.

 

Argument: There is absolutely no logic behind that statement.

 

Hippie: Is there any reason why they shouldn't be green?

 

Argument: Oh, uh - well, um...

 

Hippie: Exactly.

 

Argument: I give up.

 

Hippie: Anyway, my dear followers-

 

Bubbles: If you're going to have followers, you should at least name them. You can't keep calling them disciples or followers or whatever.

 

Hippie: Hmmm, you have a point. But what should I call them?                                                                                 *Looks down at llama, then back up again, then down another time*                                                                               I honestly have no idea.

 

Argument: Am I the only one who thinks that maybe that's a good thing?

 

*Conversation ends as a shrill, glass-shattering scream echoes through the... thing*

 

Bubbles: I guess Drama's home, then.

 

Drama: Everyone, I have terrible news! We're all going to DIE!

 

Argument: Like we were all going to die last time?

 

Drama: Exactly! Wait...

 

Hippie: Chill guys, it's all good - we'd reincarnate into a flower or something.

 

Drama: Doesn't anybody want to know WHY we're going to die?

 

Hippie: Hmm, I still need a name for my disciples.

 

Bubbles: Considering we didn't want to know the last dozen times-

 

Drama: It's because of the Goldfish!

 

Argument: *Muttering* Of course it is...

 

Bubbles: Uh... Why Goldfish, exactly?

 

Drama: Well, remember how our friend - how about we refer to her as Goldfish from now on, ok? - was the planned sacrifice for the aliens? Apparently she heard about it and has amassed  an army of evil Goldfish to fight back!

 

Argument: Why EVIL Goldfish? Goldfish aren't evil, are they?

 

Hippie: *Steering her wandering llama back towards the others* Actually, they are. You can feel it in their auras. 

 

Argument: Ok then, but how does an army of evil Goldfish lead to our deaths?

 

Drama: Thanks to Violence being a general in the Alien-Illuminati army, we're at the top of their hit list!

 

Argument: Huh. So we really could die. And at the hands of Goldfish, too. Not how I thought I would go.

 

Drama: No! I refuse to die at the hands of fish! Stock the secret bunker, we have to prepare for the worst!

 

Hippie: Llamas! That's it! I'll call my disciples llamas!

 

Bubbles: I really, REALLY need a vacation.

 

 

 

 

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