David Bowie: *sniff sniff* Does something smell a bit... rotten to you, Duncan?
But Duncan Jones was out retching on the lawn.
Duncan Jones: I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANY MORE!!!!
From out the window, Bowie caught a glimpse of his son sprinting off into the distance.
David Bowie: Huh, wonder what's up with him.
He got up to get a drink. Just before he got into the kitchen, he felt a couple loose floorboards. He tried hitting them with his foot to put them back into place.
David Bowie: Stupid boards nev...
CRASH! He fell through the floor. The smell that had been spreading throughout the house was suddenly amplified. All around him were dead bodies! Well, two bodies, actually: the bodies of Mikey and Maelstrom had been buried under the floorboards!!!
David Bowie: *retch* WAIT! Wait for meeeee!
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Later, elsewhere...
David Bowie: Huff huff. I'm tired of running. This here warehouse looks like a good place to stop and rest, don't you think son?
So the two went inside.
THC: !
Trasdegi: !
Davy: !
Toby: !
Olimar12345: ?
Toby: It's David Bowie, and the director of
Moon, Duncan Jones!
All: GET THEEEMMMMMMMM!!!
They all piled on top of David and Duncan, and pretty soon they had tied both of them up.
Toby: Hahaha, we did it guys. And we didn't even have to leave the building to do it!
THC: So what do we do now?
Toby: idk
Davy: idk
Trasdegi: idk
idk: Olimar12345
David Bowie: Wait guys, don't leave!
Duncan Jones: Don't leave us here please! Untie us, please!!!!
David Bowie: Please, come baaaaaccckk!
Ending Theme:
THE END