Imagina Shorts #66

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Imagina Shorts #66

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Dum-dum is trying to dig the ground, even though the soil is very wet.

Dum-dum: *humming*

...

Dum-dum: *looks to the clay dolls*

There are 4 clay dolls, and a rubberberry.

Dum-dum: *humming*

There are 3 clay dolls, and a rubberberry.

Dum-dum: (Uhhh... That's weird...) *looks below him*

There is a giant hole full of water at his digging spot.

Dum-dum: (Uhhh... Guys?)

Pam-pam and Sam-sam are chilling out at their foldable bed, leaving Dum-dum at their work alone.

Suddenly...

???: *pulls Dum-dum to the hole*
Dum-dum: (AAAH!!! GUYS!!! HELP-)

The water slowly rises

Pam-pam: (Uhhh... Did you heard something?)
Sam-sam: (Probably the wind.)
Pam-pam: (Oh. Ok.)
Sam-sam: *looks at the clay dolls*

The clay dolls starts losing their foot.

Sam-sam: (W-What the!? My feet! It's wet- IT'S FLOODING!!!)
Pam-pam: (Flooding? IT'S-IT'S-IT'S FLOODING!!!)
Sam-sam: (Where is Dum-dum?)

Meanwhile, inside the hole...

???: How dare you to ruin my ceiling!
Dum-dum: (I'm drowning!)
???: *sigh* Fine, fine... Wear this. *gave Dum-dum a seashell necklace*
Dum-dum: *hurriedly wears the necklace* (GASP!!! I'M... ALIVE... whew...)
???: Whatever, whatever... But you're going to fix my ceiling! Or else... *aims his trident to Dum-dum*
Dum-dum: (I'll-I'll fix it!) *swims upwards*
???: W-WHERE ARE YOU GOING!?
Dum-dum: (I'm going to fix it.)
???: THEN GET MOVING!!!
Dum-dum: (Y-Yes, s-sir...)
???: DON'T CALL ME SIR! MY NAME IS JOAQUIN!
Dum-dum: (Y-Y-Yes, Joa... uhh...)
Joaquin: JOAQUIN!!!
Dum-dum: (Y-Yes............ s-sir...)
Joaquin: Stupid dum-dum... GET BACK TO WORK!!! NOW!!!
Dum-dum: (I'm going!)

At the golden temple... More like a "water jar" now...

Pam-pam: (Climb up! Climb up!)
Sam-sam: *climbs up the ceiling entrance of the temple* (Grab my hand!)

The two floated with their foldable beds made of wood, reaching the top, then climbed out of the temple.

Pam-pam: (Geez! That is so scary!)
Sam-sam: (H-How about Dum-dum?)

Suddenly, the water was flushed.

Pam-pam: (I'm sorry, Sam-sam... We didn't saved him...)

Joaquin: GAH!!! STUPID SHRIMP!!! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!! *threw his huge golden tridet to the teeny-weeny shrimp*

Joaquin's trident was struck in the wall.

Joaquin: Now, my wall is demolished! FIX IT! YOU DUM-DUM!
Dum-dum: (c-calling me?)
Joaquin: *squishes the shrimp with his left hand* YES! I'M TALKING TO YOU!
Dum-dum: *sigh* (Hope I get some of his golden accessories for return... Boss would be happy for me.)

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