Little Pen

hOI!!!! I've decided to write something else stupid. I've been brainstorming ideas for a while to make a fanfic and I've finally gotten an idea, so here it is.

Chapter 1
It was a beautiful, lovely day in Yoyleland, the kind of day that makes you feel bad for being inside on a computer.

Except the objects of Yoyleland weren't inside, most of them were outside frolicking or whatever.

And that's exactly what Pen, Eraser, Blocky and Snowball were doing that day.

No, they weren't frolicking in the tulips. They were coming up with new ideas to prank people.

Blocky: How about we just throw Firey in the river?

Pen: Uh... wouldn't we get burned? And wouldn't Snowball die?

Blocky: Oh. Yeah. I didn't think that through, did I?

Pen: Obviously not.

Snowball: Huh... what if we buried Flower alive? She'll probably grow back again.

Pen: Don't you think that's a bit too cruel?

Snowball: Huh. I guess.

Pen: That's really mean, even by our standards.

Eraser: What if we-

Pen: Let me stop you right there, because whatever you say will be-

Pen reconsidered what he was going to say. He didn't want to insult his best friend.

Pen: well... nevermind.

Eraser: Uh... okay?

Pen: Seriously, nobody has any good ideas here?

Blocky: No.

SB: Nope.

Eraser: I don't get ideas. I don't have a brain, remember?

Pen: ugh. I need a break from this...

Blocky: From... what..?

Pen: From you idio-

Pen stopped again. He couldn't insult his friends.

Pen: never mind. I'm just gonna leave, ok guys?

SB: Alright.

Blocky: Okay.

Eraser: Uh... ok then.

Pen walked home, angry as he didn't say what was on his mind to his friends. He wanted to call them the morons they were, but then again they were his friends. If only there was a way to say what he wanted to say without saying it. (Try saying that five times fast.)

Suddenly, Pen got an idea. He rushed inside his house.

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