Andy Hurley's Amazing Cookies
Aly sat on the patio swing in Andy’s backyard. She watched Ryan push open the sliding doors as he came to sit beside her. In his hand, he carried two freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.
“Here ya go,” Ryan smiled as he handed one of them to Aly. She took a bite then looked up at Ryan.
“I didn’t know Andy was such a good baker.” She said, before taking another big bite.
“They’re pretty fucking delicious.” Ryan nodded. He had already finished his own.
He gently rocked the swing, enjoying the breeze in the air that night.
Aly rested her head on Ryan’s shoulder and closed her eyes.
“He thinks they’re so good, he’s surprised the government hasn’t sent anybody after the recipe for them.” Aly said.
Ryan let out a small laugh. “How shocking.”
He grabbed her hand and kissed her forehead.
Almost out of nowhere, about six ninjas appeared outside and around the house. But instead of being dressed entirely in black, each one was clothed in a different color; like a rainbow.
“What the hell!?” Ryan untangled himself from Aly and scrambled to her feet.
Altogether, the ninjas swarmed the house. They headed first to the kitchen. Andy, who had just finished his last batch of cookies, was startled by the appearance of the red ninja. He took his numb chucks and swung them at Andy’s feet. When the drummer toppled to the floor, his plate of cookies went flying.
Swiftly, the orange ninja caught the plate and each of the dozen cookies in midair.
Pete grabbed a baseball bat from his room and flung it at the yellow ninja as an attempt to knock him unconscious. The ninja simply laughed at him as he dodged Pete’s aim. He cart wheeled over to Pete’s room and grabbed the bass guitar lying on the bed.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Pete yelled, “PUT THAT DOWN, YOU FUCKER.” He chased the ninja around the living room. The yellow ninja caught the bassist off guard and whammed the guitar over the back of his head.
Joe grabbed his light saber and challenged the ninja dressed in green.
“Come and get me, bitch.”
He skillfully swung it in front of him as the ninja took a step back. Patrick grabbed a frying pan from the kitchen and snuck up behind him. Stealthily, he smacked it against the ninja‘s skull.
“HAHA.” Patrick laughed, taking in the moment of triumph.
Meanwhile, the blue and purple ninjas tackled Ryan to the floor. Aly stood there, unsure of what to do.
Suddenly, a thick smoke screen filled the air around them. Ryan coughed and wheezed, trying to see through it. When it had finally evaporated, the ninjas were nowhere to be seen.
Neither were any of Andy’s cookies.
Or Aly.
Ryan quickly got up and ran to the living room. He searched the entire house. He couldn’t find Aly anywhere.
“ALYYYYYYYYYYY!” Ryan yelled, although he knew she wouldn’t hear.
“What? No! My Aly!” Patrick cried.
“Patrick?” Pete looked at Patrick as if to say, ‘What about me?!’
“Pete…?” Joe looked at Pete, thinking about what had gone on in his room last night.
“MY COOOKIES!!” Andy moaned, shaking his fists at the roof. “GOD DAMN YOU, NINJAS!”
"Do you think they were sent by the government?"
...the end?
A/N:
I might. MIGHT make a little sequel to this later on. O:
