AntiChrist (2016-02-25 10:54:04)

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Long ago, there was a tower filled with spooky scary skeletons. But these weren't just any skeletons. They were the most powerful skeletons of them all. At the very top of the tower lived the skeleton King. He had sent his skeleton army out into the land to find humans to kill and bring back so that their skeletons could be used. The tower was on an island in the middle of a lake that was 5,000 meters long and 78,000 meters wide. The skeletons that came to look for humans arrived on a boat and arrived on the shore of Calcium Town. The residents of Calcium Town had always denied the skeleton within them, and their soldiers took watch at the shore, prepared for battle whenever the ship came. The humans always outnumbered the skeletons, and the skeletons always fled back to their island on the boat. Eventually the ship stopped coming by. It seemed the skeletons had given up.

300 years later, the stories of the skeletal attacks became ledgend and nobody believed that the skeletons had actually come. Why? Because humans wanted to deny the skeleton within them so badly, that they eventually began to deny the existence of skeletons altogether! All except Mr. James A. Skeletal. James used to go around giving candy to little children.

"Thanks Mr. Skeletal!"

They would say.

"No problem!"

He would respond. Mr. Skeletal encouraged the residents of Calcium Town to stop posting on 4chan and come outside.

"Thanks Mr. Skeletal!"

They said when they realized their mistake.

"No problem!"

He would respond.

All was well in Calcium Town, when James A. Skeletal was around.

You may have no fear of skeletons here, when James is here to give a listening ear.

Mr. Skeletal watched over the town. Turning the frowns upside down. You can be sure that he is no clown, as he takes things seriously, no joking around.

Every time people saw him, close friend or peer, he made them smile from ear to ear. They knew that they had nothing to fear, as long as James A. Skeletal was always here.

All was well in Calcium Town. As long as James A. Skeletal.... Was around.

One day, a little kid decided to tug on the utters of a cow. When he saw the milk come out, his curiosity got the best of him and he collected some milk in a cup. He went to his uncle's funeral home and showed him the cup of milk.

"Mother, what is this peculiar substance?"

"Hold on, I'm busy."

Said his uncle, quickly zipping up a large bag so that the boy wouldn't see the contents of it.

"What is it, son?"

He asked.

"Mother, what's this?"

When his uncle saw what was in the cup, his eyes widened in shock.

"Get rid of that!!"

He snatched the cup and hastily set it on the counter, careful not to spill a single drop on himself or the earth. He and his nephew backed away slowly. Tears were coming out of the uncle's eyes.

"What's the matter, mother?"

Said the boy.

"Son... That stuff you brought here.... That's milk."

The boy gasped.

The uncle and the boy ran away before the milk could kill them.

"What do we do?"

Said the boy.

"We have to warn the town!"

Said the boy's uncle. They ran through the town, yelling that the milk was here. Everyone paniced. They believed that the end times were coming. Eventually, everyone gathered in the funeral home, looking at the cup of milk on the desk.

Nate H. Gorling, the most powerful warrior in the town took of his sunglasses and stared at it in shock.

"Good Lord... It's true. There's actual milk here."

A little boy tugged on his shirt.

"Can you do something? Are the skeletons going to kill us?"

She said. Nate knelt down beside her.

"Don't worry, kid. Skeletons aren't real... However this milk could be a problem."

"What can we do?"

Nate was silent for a moment.

"I... I don't think there's anything I can do. I'm sorry."

Everyone looked at the milk in horror. It seemed that this was the end. Suddenly, James A. Skeletal came through the door.

"James!"

They exclaimed.

"Rest assured, gentleman. I will take care of this."

Nate bowed down in front of him, as did everyone else.

"Thank you, Mr. Skeletal."

Said Nate.

"No problem."

He walked over to the glass of milk. Then he looked at everyone.

"Skeletons are not real."

He announced before drinking all the milk in one big gulp. The people gasped.

"And if they aren't real, then milk can bring no harm to us, even if it is rich with Calcium."

Everyone stared at him in shock.

"I'm fine, you see? Milk does no harm to us."

Everyone sighed with relief.

"Thank you, Mr. Skeletal! You are a godsend!"

"No problem."

Later that night, James heard a voice as he went to bed.

"You have increased my power with that Calcium, human. Soon I will take over."

"Huh?"

James looked around in confusion.

"Are you going to deny me, human?"

It was then that he realized that the voice was coming from within.

TO BE CONTINUED

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