Stranges moods breed strange writings…a freewrite about PEZ:
Here it is, sir, said the clerk. Your change is $3.47.
Marv accepted the money and shoved it into the pocket of his flannel shirt. He nodded at the clerk; then he picked up his soda and his bag of Doritos. He turned to leave only to find his path, with Eldyn and Kheldoaniv standing before him, now blocked.
Eldyn pulled a baton from inside of his coat and raised his arm in a threat. Just where do ya think youre goin, putz?
Yeah, you owe us some PEZ, jerk! Kheldoaniv yelled, An its not like I see ya buyin any! She kicked Marv with the steel-tipped toe of her boot.
Marv fell to the ground gasping in pain. He turned his head towards the clerk; his eyes pleaded for help. He watched the clerk turn and press a glowing, red button on the wall. A giant Snoopy PEZ dispenser dropped out of the ceiling, landed on the floor, and ate Eldyn and Kheldoaniv with a resounding, Gulp! Then the PEZ dispenser lifted up into the air and disappeared through the ceiling.
The clerk leaned over the counter and said, Quit lying on the floor, kid. They are both gone now. Then he leaned back against his counter and sighed, Kids, theyre just never gonna learn.
