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RRRRRIIIINNNGGG!!!!!!!!!! "(grumble)(mumble)", sighed a hungover Manny Calavera as his alarm clock went off. Manny turned it off, sat up on his bed and stated,"YYYYAAAAWWWNNNN...wow I gotta stop getting wasted at those parties Steve throws. (authors note: Steve is apparently one of Manny's new dead friends and will not be mentioned for the rest of the story. read on) "(COUGH) Aye chiawawa, I really need a (COUGH!) job, hhhmmmm....." Manny ponderd on his way to the bathroom. After brushing his teeth, shaving, and taking a shower, he looked at himself in the mirror and exclaimed,"UUUGGHHH...eijole, look at you, you're hungover, you're livin' in a crappy two room apatment with roaches everywhere", CRUNCCCHHHH!!!!! the noise of him stepping on yet ANOTHER cocroach,"anyway, where was I? Oh right, ya' haven't got a cent and you have to pay the rent, NEXT WEEK!(sigh)"Manny got dressed pulled out a box of Funos(fun-oes) Cereal, sat down, opened up the news paper, and on the first page was an ad reading, "Department of Death, NOW HIRING! 4 seconds later, Manny was already outside, running to the D.O.D as fast as possible. This is where our story begins.
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