I sat there in the bubble with a firm frown on my face. "I'm displeased." I stated for the millionth time.

"Geez, we know dingus!" A voice shouted.

"Who are you?!" I screamed.

"I'm a majestic flipping eagle." She sighed.

"Good, can you get me out?" I asked.

"Didn't you hear the sarcasm? Boy, you're stoopid." She rolled her eyes. "Anyways, I'm the creator."

"No, Notch is the freaking creator." I corrected.

"I'm the creator of this book dingus." She sighed again.

She was on an iPad. "Whatcha doing?" I asked.

"Writing." She stated.

"I'm displeased." I stated.

"I know. You stated that more than a million times already." She rolled her eyes.

"Could you do something about it?" I asked with a very displeased tone in my voice.

"Probably not... I'm working on other books right now." She replied.

"HOW AM I TALKING RIGHT NOW IF YOURE WORKING ON OTHER BOOKS?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!" I screamed displeasingly.

"Um... BANANA MUFFINS, FLUFFLE PUFF AND JIGGLY PUFFF!!!!!!!!!" She screamed and puffed away.

"Good excuse! I don't know what the hell it means!!!" I commented.

She didn't answer so I went back to being displeased.

🎶I am going on a trip, in my little hell bubble, flying through the sky, displeased Mitch!🎶 (to the tune of the Little Einstein's theme song)