George The Noob and the Quest for the Lost Burrito

[The Stealthy Pirate]

Good way to move the story, while being hysterical.

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Alright, it is time for the conclusion of possibly the most epic noob story in POF history. (probably the ONLY noob story in POF history) Enjoy!

Teh Beginning of teh Endz

George sat up. He was still lying behind the waterfall, the messenger burrito in his hand. He rubbed his noobish head. His hair was wet from the mist the waterfall threw off. His clothes were slightly damp.

"Dat waz kool." He mumbled to himself. He was about to take another bite out of the burrito, but a voice told him not to. Instead he chucked the edible voicemail into pond. He chuckled to himself. Soon it turned into a maniacal cackle. He stopped when he heard the noise.

That noise. The one that had hurt him.

"TEH BAD BUGGIEZ." He said, his eyes wide with fear. He started running. Or more like flopping around, slipping on all the wet surfaces. He did something that looked like the worm, rolled a couple yards, slid ten feet on his face, and fell dwon onto the soft grass. He brushed the sand and vegetation off before jogging off to find his crew.

He found the open area where the group had stopped before. There was the rock that Britney had bled all over. There were those trees he had wandered off into. He stood there, staring at the two directions, wondering where his friends went. Yea, he stood there for 10 minutes man. With only two paths. The one he went, and another one with thicker tree. Finally, he decided to go searching the thicker jungle.

He passed some pretty threating looking creatures, really tall trees, and several piles of some sort of poop. Just then he heard voices. Voices that were yelling his name. He thought (?) that it was just the after effects of the burrito. But then, sure enough, through the brush comes a small ladybug. And it spoke.

"George you moron! Where the hell have you been?!" Anton blurted in a panicked tone. A young woman poked her head through the bushes and her face lit up immediately.

"GEORGE!" Banana screamed, running towards him before tackle-hugging him. George looked like he was about to faint. Brandy came around the corner, barely supporting Britney as he stumbled along drunk.

"Uh... whoaz? That waz like, awsum." George said, rather clueless. He looked at his small crew. Everyone, was smiling at him. Even Britney, the legless jerk, managed a small smile. George decided that these WERE his friends. He knew they would get the burrito. Sounds like ole' George is learning lessons, eh? Maybe getting smarter. But that's a little TOO far, ya know?

"Letz go an find dat burro." George said flatly.

"Burrito." Anton corrected him.

"Shutz up. U iz ruin teh moment."

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The team followed each other out the jungle to where the 'battle' with the giant crab took place. There were large dents in the ground where the large sea creature had scuttled around. They all walked to the skiff that would take them back to their weak (okay, VERY, VERY, weak) ship. They pulled up next to the Barnicle Brig, and climbed aboard. Brandy, of course, almost slipped back into the water.

As they set sail, everyone seemed way more confident. Everyone knew they could do this. But then the ship showed up.

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It was a dark, moldy green, with tattered sails, and holes in its hull that should have sunk it. It was followed by a massive green fog. George laughed at the funny looking ship. Everyone else's face was ghostly white.

"Oh great lord save me now." Anton said, almost choking on his last few words.

"The Harkaway."

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Yes, yes, it does seem like I might be copying Davy. But do not worry! He actually helped me come up with the conclusion. ANYWHO, please comment and give predictions! I want you guys to guess what's going to happen next Farewell, and have a good night!