The Storm

A new Story!! Please to enjoy.

The Edward quietly slipped throughout the gigantic bathroom of Mister Mario that it had used for his spying. It looked at around the angle in the room. It saw the Aggro, the magnificent beast, nude range on the ground. The wild animal indiscreetly snored. It seemed tired, as if it had just been the exercise. The sought Edouard Mario. There was not any sign of him, Mario disappeared. The Edouard looked at his watch to the wrist, it had three hours to finish his project, or well the entire world was in a universe problem gigantic. It crawled in silence to the table of night of Mario. It took an important piece of meat a covered bullet of sauce for pasta that was located on the table. It opens the drawer. It was there. "The secrets of Mario Rigatoni: An intimate newspaper of a fanatical person." The Edward collected it. It had done it! The Mario was at him! The Edward began writing a message text to his better friend and lover. "Hello Thomas! I found the intimate newspaper of Mario! We will know soon all its -. "A soaked rag of wine in sleep incentive was put on the mouth of the Edward. The RAG took place in the gigantic clog of a bull. The message text was never sent. "Sleeps, simple Edward." Toro Parmesana murmured with a mouse goes of his hairy ear to his other ear.

The Edouard awakened, the dizziness and shaky. "Where am I?" The simple boy says as it began crying noisily. "You are in a world-wide problem, it is there that you are." A too familiar voice says with laugh of the devil. The Edouard had been betrayed by his better friend and the honor boy. The world? The world was about to to be stifled by a fuck storm.