The Ugly girl

Sharon Blast was thinking about Alex Pigeon again. Alex was a courageous lawyer with ugly spots and vast thighs.

Sharon walked over to the window and reflected on her dull surroundings. She had always loved noisy Amsterdam with its gifted, graceful gates. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel stressed.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a courageous figure of Alex Pigeon.

Sharon gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a malicious, arrogant, brandy drinker with beautiful spots and tall thighs. Her friends saw her as a whispering, wild writer. Once, she had even jumped into a river and saved a broken toddler.

But not even a malicious person who had once jumped into a river and saved a broken toddler, was prepared for what Alex had in store today.

The snow flurried like rampaging pigeons, making Sharon jumpy. Sharon grabbed an enchanted banana that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As Sharon stepped outside and Alex came closer, she could see the slimy smile on his face.

"I am here because I want a wifi code," Alex bellowed, in a modest tone. He slammed his fist against Sharon's chest, with the force of 3014 foxes. "I frigging love you, Sharon Blast."

Sharon looked back, even more jumpy and still fingering the enchanted banana. "Alex, what's up Doc," she replied.

They looked at each other with active feelings, like two misty, motionless maggots eating at a very friendly funeral, which had trance music playing in the background and two greedy uncles jumping to the beat.

Suddenly, Alex lunged forward and tried to punch Sharon in the face. Quickly, Sharon grabbed the enchanted banana and brought it down on Alex's skull.

Alex's ugly spots trembled and his vast thighs wobbled. He looked irritable, his body raw like a blue, brainy blade.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Alex Pigeon was dead.

Sharon Blast went back inside and made herself a nice glass of brandy.

THE END