A gun? hehehehe

WHO: Mike, Mr. Dingles(immoblised)
WHERE: Mikes living quarters
WHEN: after the stranger rushed in
Mike thought it happened too fast,
this person comes in shoots the rotten parrot, gives me the weapon and runs
off!
"He could of said hi" Mike muttered to himself.
Mike looked at the gun in his hand.
"Wow, but i'd better hide this, I'm probably not gonna use this"
Mike put it somewhere safe and went to the parrot on the floor
"Stupid thing"
Mike did feel a bit sorry for it, lying on the ground, helpless. But then
again, did do damage to my guitar.
"I'm not letting him get away without punishiment, wheres my screwdriver?"
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several minutes later
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"THERE! All done! I think Mr. Dingles will have a hard time getting around
like this!"
Mr. Dingles was awake and he was very angry.
What's a parrot without wings?
"When I do get some wings, punk, you'll be sorry for messing with Mr.
Dingles!!!!!!"
"Yeah, right! In you're state, you're a rugby ball waiting to happen!"
And with that Mike opened the door, raised his foot, and kicked him out.
"I'll give your wings back when I grow a heart!, it's about time that I got
to the hanger bay, I need to practise landing, it'll be a breeze with tha
manual Kayn sent me"
Anyone continue?
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