Steven Time To Get Beat Up! 😅😅😅
Holyoke Mall
Holyoke St
Holyoke, Massachusetts
Steven: Some help that man was! He dropped me off at the mall! At least no one knows I am here! I'll just chill here for a while!
Woman: *holding her shopping bag, and walking*
Mall Security Guard: Hey, Mac! A bunch of people are outside in the parking lot! They want to talk to you!
Steven: Are they from Springfield?
Mall Security Guard: No, they're from Connecticut.
Steven: Connecticut? *realizes, and fears the worst* Uh oh.....
Mall Security Guard: They look mighty mad too. Good luck, Mac.
Steven: *timidly walks towards the exit* I'm pretty sure they're just random strangers that got me mixed up with someone else. *leaves the mall, and sees us* Oh no!!!!!
Ken: *angry* What have you got to say for yourself?!
Steven: Please don't beat me up!!!! I'm sorry!!!
AubreyLong5: Sorry ain't gonna cut the mustard, fella! We're all gonna beat you up! Come on, folks! *storms towards Steven*
All Of Us: *storming towards Steven with angry looks*
Steven: *I need a miracle! *backs away, and tries to enter the mall, but is locked out by the mall security guard* Let me in!!!!! Please!!!!!
All Of Us: *marching closer with angry looks*
Steven: *sighs* What's the use? I'm mincemeat.
All Of Us: *beats up Steven*
Steven: *getting beat up*
Mall Security Guard: *unlocks the door, so other people can come in and shop*
All Of Us: *still beating up Steven*
Steven: *still getting beat up*
Time skip.......
Ken: driving on Interstate 91 southbound towards the Connecticut border*
Steven: *black eye, and out cold*
Ken: *crosses into Connecticut*
Sign: Connecticut Welcomes You!
AubreyLong5: Steven sure learned his lesson! *giggles*
Steven: *still out cold with the black eye*
Radio: *playing Carry On My Wayward Son by Kansas*
This story was written on Wednesday, September 27th, 2023.
A/N We all laid the smackdown on Steven!!! 👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊😅😅😅😅😅😅 Teach him to wander off like that! 😉 Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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