The Walking Rock
A story written by Traumfantasie

It's been a sunny, yet cool day.
After a bowl of his favorite's cereal, Alex decided it'd be a perfect moment to take Rocky for a walk. So he put Rocky his leash on and took him out of the house.

Whistling happily, Alex dragged the block of cement he'd broken Tim's leg with behind him, walking through his neighborhood. Sometimes he'd stop, so Rocky could "pee" (the people who walked by weren't able to tell whether Alex was joking or serious) and dragged him away again after a few seconds. When they were near the woods, almost about to walk back home, Alex saw something white in between the trees. He blinked, and it was gone.

'Strange.. ', Alex thought, walking towards the trees, dragging Rocky again and ignoring his whining.
After about five minutes of walking deeper into the woods later, Rocky started suddenly to bark, making Alex jump. He turned around, ready to scold the cement block, when he saw why Rocky has barked.

There it stood, staring at Alex down, not moving.
"You again!", Alex sighed annoyed. Rocky continued barking. "Listen," he massaged his temple, "You did a.. tolerable work and brought me many views on YouTube, but now it's over, okay? It's not your fault, really, but please; go away."
The next time Alex blinked, it was gone again. He sighed relieved, Rocky stopped barking and got dragged again by Alex.

They were almost out of the woods, when something yellow tackled Alex. They fell both, the yellow one pinning Alex to the (ark) ground. It was The Hooded Man, also called Hoodie. But he wasn't alone.

Slowly walking out of the bushes came another one, one with a black and white mask, who carried a sledgehammer on his shoulders. Alex eyes widened in realization. He begged pathetically, his eyes glimmering with uncried tears: "W-Wait! No! What are you doing?! Stop! Please, no, I'll give you cheesecake, bu-", "Shut up!", Masky, or Tim too, yelled, "We fucking hate cheesecake!", he stated before smashing the hammer down on Rocky.
"Rocky!! NOOO!!!", Alex cried, hearing Rocky being broken apart.

Seven minutes later, Tim finished, muttering: "Fucking revenge..". Brian let go of Alex, who ran to the pieces that had been Rocky once, hugging them while crying.

Tim and Brian stood a few meters behind him next to each other, crossing their arms.

"He does know that this is a rock, right?",

Brian asked Tim, who just shrugged.

The End!

Seriously. What have I done?

Yeah. So this oneshot sucks, like the grammar does. I'm tired. So, I'm heading to bed, don't giving a cake about it.

G'Night!
Traumfantasie