The Case of the Disappearing Marshmallow’s Part 7

27 Jan

​Last time on the case of the disappearing marshmallows, Peter had discovered who the culprit was who had stolen his precious marshmallows. It was Pablo the porcupine! Peter’s little froggy heart was aching with grief over someone who could be so calloused as to enslave such a beautiful white puff of goodness as a marshmallow. Peter’s throat puffed in and out as if in on beat to the music from an intense thriller movie. He tried to settle his raging heart while listening as the unsuspecting culprit explained his position.

​“Peter, I’ve stood by for years watching everyone around giggle with delight as they stuffed their faces with those disgusting little squishy white squares, and I can’t take it anymore.”

“Every bite taken is an insult to me.”

“I’ve lived with the scars from the day that those foxes pulled out my quills one by one.”

“I’ve had to live with the memory of those evil red dogs using my quills as roasting sticks for those horrendous little puff balls. No more!”

“Today I will rid world from marshmallows.”

“But, why Pablo?”

“It wasn’t the marshmallows that scared you so bad. It was the foxes that hurt you that day, not the marshmallows.”

“They were victims just like you, Pablo.”

“You can’t blame them for everything that happened to you.”

“They were just innocent treats in the wrong place at the wrong time, and used by evil paws to do something they would never do on their own.”

“Marshmallows would never hurt anyone on purpose Pablo.”

“Granted, sometimes they will burn your tongue if you put them on your mouth straight out of the fire, and never mind that once you touch a melted marshmallow, it then spreads to everything you touch.”

“That’s just the beautiful price for eating the most delectable treat in the frogiverse.”

“You’ve got to come to your senses Pablo. Stop this evil plan of yours, I’m begging you!”

“Never Peter the Frog!”

“I’ve waited for this day for a long time.”

“It’s time to finish what I’ve started.”

“It’s time to put an end to marshmallows forever.”

As Pablo said this, he reached into his pocket. Pablo pulled out his FlyPhone, and began to smile.

“Would you believe it Peter if I told you that I created an App that will cause such devastation, the world will never forget Pablo the Porcupine.”

“All I have to do is press this little button, and 47 warehouses around the world that are filled with those disgusting little treats will immediately be incinerated in a blast so spectacular, even lighting bugs will marvel.”
“What’s even more spectacular than that, is that I’ve created a virus that will be sent to every known marshmallow factory in the world, and bring them to their knees.”

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