Diary of a Flappy Bird | ✔️

Six

Six

According to Mr. Evil-Italian-Red-Dungaree-Moustache-Dude, I had been knocked out for three days. I don't remember anything at all. I don't even know this weirdo's name.

I was sat tied on a chair, the Italian birdnapper staring at me almost daringly. I made an unattractive face.

"What's your name?" I asked flappily.

"Mario."

"Your name is weird."

"Your face is weird."

I sneezed in reply, before letting my eyes wonder around the room. That was until my eyes stopped at the green figure on the floor. The sight was horrible. I was disgusted. I couldn't take my eyes of it as it lay on the floor like a flapping dead rat.

I heard Mario laugh evilly before walking out of the room and locking the door. My eyes were still staring at the thing on the floor.

Where the hell am I?

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All of you were correct! It was indeed Super Mario!Thank you for the people who continued to read this. Means a lot. <3

Also comment your guesses of what you think the thing on the floor is. ;) Only I shall know right now muahahahaaaaa =^.^=

Bye bye, ily & translations will be below! <3

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Translations:

Flappily: Happily.

Flappy: Happy.

Twerkestraunt: Restaurant.

Flappandos: Nandos.

Twerking: Twerking ;) (flapping their wings, flying, etc etc.)

Flapping: Flipping/freaking or 'flapping my wings'.

I think that's it? If not.. comment below! ;)