Long Night

  Long night

Hey you crazy kids, you wanna hear a story about a big party that turned into a riot?

Of course you do. It started like this, there once was these tree friends, Mark, Bob, and the one with class, Bill. These boys were green, lene, partying machines, if you count Mincraft. These boys weren't very popular in school. They were having a hard time being popular. They had this dream of throwing a huge party and getting everybody in the school to come.

No one in the school really knew who they were, but that was all going to change in one, huge  night. They talked to there friend Bill about throwing it at his house because he had a pool, and because it was his birthday, the decided on his house. They debated on what to give Bill for his birthday, and they decided on the best present ever, girls. They were all Juniors in high school, so they party had to attract other teenages, and as sad as it is, alcohol was the key to its success.

Bob hooked them up with that, so now all they need is to spread the word. The group had Mark go around the hole school. He was handing out fliers, got beat up a few times, but that's why we had Mark hand them out. Bill had his parents go out for a romantic cruise for a week, that he won from eating fifty boxes of cereal, which is an entirely different story.

They went to the store to by all the stuff, and then got to the house and started decorating.

It was 9:45 p.m. and they started to get worried to see if anybody was going to come. Around 10:56 p.m., a ton of people showed up, in one large, rowdy group. Before we knew it people were breaking stuff, and there was blue jello in the swimming pool. No one cared about the jello, because a whole group of hot babes were in the pool.

It was very fun for about two hours, but then some of the school bullies started to show up. Mark tried to get them to leave but he got beaten to a pulp. As Mark tended to his wounds,  we tried to ignore them but they started breaking stuff. Bill got fed up, and he went up to his room and got a baseball bat. He chased the bullies away, and as he turned around, everybody started cheering. After an hour, the number of party-goers went from 155 to 370. The hole backyard was full of people, and people no one knew started to show up.

Bill was playing ping pong with some people, and met this really old guy, who looked to be around fifty years old. He said he heard about this party through the radio. Bill went down to talk to his friends that were talking to some girls. They told him that they did play it on the radio. Bill was very mad and tried to shut the party down, but every time he got up on a table they all cheered and made him play a drinking game. It started to get overwhelming, and now there was about 850 people at his house. He tried to force people out of his house but then it didn't end up very well. Someone was driving his dad's car, and drove it into the pool. There were freshman spray painting on the walls, using some gang unknown signs.

Everybody was mostly in the front of the house on the street. Thank god someone called the cops, but that's where things went really wrong. These people were throwing beer bottles. and started fighting the cops next thing Bill know there's a flaming cocktail thrown at his house. There was a fire and people started cheering. Bill started throwing water on it but that didn't help. The fire department showed up and spared the house down with water. Bill heard shooting and he just took his friends and ran. They passed out in a baseball field and had huge headaches.

Bill talked to them about how much trouble he was in and how it got outta hand. At the end of the statement, Mark added “ Ya but that blond doe!”

We punished him in the arm. We all slowly walked home Mark and Bob got off the hook. I was the one that got all the charges. My parents were disappointed and my mom was crying.

Bill's dad Just shook his head and said i didn't think you had it in you. Over all the crying and they arger bill didn't regret a thing because he was popular.        

Austin Powers

“Take the shot Austin,” Butale ordered.

“I might hit Foxy man” Austin argued. The pressure overwhelmed him, so he took the shot 3….2…..1 CRACKLE ! He finally focused  where he took the shot, and he realized that he hit Foxy Cleopatra.

Burtaaaaaallllleeee!!!! Austin screamed while looking in the sky.

While Dr. Evil tiptoed out of the scene. Three years have gone by now still looking for Dr. Evil a.k.a Austin's brother. Austin was on a stake out in a dark van waiting for Dr. Evil. Just when Austin was about to turned on the van, he saw the familiar bald head and gray suit. He prepared his gun, then hopped out of the car tackling Dr. Evil.

“You finally got me, said Mr. Powers, but what are you going to do? What do you want me for!”  said Mr. Powers.

“Dad is having a wedding man.”  

“Are you fricking kidding,” Dr. Evil shouted.

“What?” Austin questioned.

“You chased me all the way to England just to tell me that!”

“Well yeah so.”

“A simple text message wound of worked. It’s been 3 years, throw me a frickin bone.” “Here”!

“Well, let's not sit here and fight about that all day where in England. Let's do stuff that you can't do in America baby!” Austin said joyfully.

“Yes like go see the Statue of Liberty” Dr. Evil said.

“Uh, that's in America, man.” Austin argued.

“Right” said D.r Evil. Later in the day they realized they were very bored, so they headed off to America.

“Ah, here at last, I can already smell the cheeseburgers and gunpowder.”

“Well, we should probably catch a cab! Dad's wedding starts in ten minutes!”

Five minutes later Austin Powers and Dr. Evil’s dad calls them with bad news.

“Austin, someone stole my bride. It was a man in a dark vest. He killed all most everybody except for Papaya and myself. He's driving a black jaguar!”

“I see him now, I'm on it Daddy,” says Austin.

     Dr. Evil grabbed the Tommy guns out of the back seats. “Let's get funky,” he says as he racks  the action back on the Tommy gun.

“Turn this piece of junk around,’declared Austin. Dr. Evil started shoot at the car. Which is decently far in front of them. He hits the back window and the tail lights. Austin takes the Tommy gun right out of Dr. Evils hands.

“You might hit the bride!” Austin shouted.

“Right,” Dr. Evil agreed.

The black car pulled into a abandoned shop that looks about three stories high. The man came out of the car pulling the bride by her arm.

“Stop!” Austin yelled, but he didn't listen. “Grab the Tommy gun, “ were going in.” Austin started shooting at the man, and he fired back. They chased each other up the stairs, until they both reached the final floor. “Don't move man, unless you want to become a dead man.”

  The man held the bride in a headlock threatening to shoot her.

“Let me tell you why I'm stealing her! It all began when I was a boy.”

“BANG! Austin shot him in the middle of the sentence.

“Jeez you could have like signaled me before you shot, or maybe a whistle or something that freaking hurt, ouch!” said the stolen bride.

“Let's get you back to my dad and tie the knot shall we?” said Austin.

    “Do you Mr. Powers take the lovely wedded wife to marry you?” says the priest.

“I do,” says Austin's Dad.

The priest gave Mr. Powers the ring and said you may kiss the bride. Austin's kisses Mrs. Kensington. Dr. Evil hugs his son Scotty while they are in a church laughing and having a good time. Mini-Me is up in a sniping tower looking at them through a cross-hair.

  “I shall have my revenge Dr. Evil for how you abandoned me and left me with that idiot Austin Powers. You’ll see. You'll all see, moha, moha, moha, ha, ha. Then the cops busted in threw the door and put a bullet through his head.