Here we go people with the finished story of Fur-Gum...Find out what happened to him!
No one told Fur-Gum to slide behind the couch and hide. Rats and tiny peasants with rubber band weapons patrolled the floor looking for another ticket or something good to chew on. Fur-Gum watched as they....
Paused briefly and their motley commander said, “I smell something good to chew on.” He called to this fellow peasants and little rat friends seeking volunteers to scout ahead and report back with their findings.... Fur gum broke out in a cold sweat and held its breath...
He knew they were after his mother and ex-wife--The Avenger!
Suddenly a flock of moths took flight around him and the rats turned in his direction.
A strange light surrounded Fur-Gum and an odd whistling sound caused a vibration to rattle his ear drums. The rats began to shrink. The food disappeared with not more than a single crumb visible. Fur-Gum blinked. The light and noise vanished. Fur-Gum had joined the giants and was still growing.
His head rose above the clouds and bumped the moon. Little aliens spilled onto him and ran toward his underwear. Fur Gum wiggled and itched but his hands became numb. The aliens used laser guns to stun him still. Fur Gum wondered what would happen next. His day started out strange and it was ending just as weird.
To his dismay the aliens began to shave all the fur off of him. He shrieked and goose bumps rose all over his hairless body. The aliens collected the fur and began to spin it into yarn creating warm coats to slip into to escape the icy cold. Uncontrollably shivering Fur Gum felt humiliated and heat bumps now blotched his body ...
turning him once again into a small hairless piece of gum. Not knowing what gum was the aliens threw him back into space, until he finally landed in the middle of a rats open mouth.
Please excuse any small changes that I made in order to keep the grammar and sentences flowing. I did however let the change in reference from “it” to “him” stand. My wonderful friends and fellow members of C.P.S.W.A that contributed to this little story are as follows, and please note that I put myself in red, and each paragraph is a new writer in the following order:
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