Mcmaybe story online

by **<Stiiccy>** » Aug 2nd, '10, 12:52

The McMaybes were a family, unlike any in your lifetime. They were 3 feet high with the proportions of a normal 5 foot human being, but instead of houses they resided in oversized mushrooms. The mushrooms you see around where you live are mini, In this forest were the McMaybes rest the mushrooms grow to a killer 7 feet. The McMaybes breakfast, lunch, and dinner consisted of the mushroom in which they abided. They loved to seek thrills and pulsing heart rates by riding down rivers and conquering rapids. Their pets, were the beloved wild cats that roamed over the vacant land full of mesmorizing shadows. There were four McMaybes. Peter McMaybe, the father was 1,001 years of age. Peter had purple spiky hair and coal black eyes that made the night shadows look like rays of sunshine. Mom McMaybe, was a little younger then father about 844. Mom had amazing blonde angel-like hair that made even the wind quiver, with piercing green eyes that made the grass jealous. Their two children Maple McMaybe and Purple McMaybe were brother and sister, twins, both 203 years old. They were completely identical except Maple had purple curly sue locks of long tangeled hair with female attributes where as Purple had black short spiky hair and more masculine features. Like I said before, the McMaybes were different, odd. Some may even say unusual, but nothing more unusual then the story you’re about to read. See there’s two things McMaybes really love, Mushrooms and traveling. You already know, the mushrooms give the McMaybes a shelter and something to munch on, traveling they love for a whole different reason. The McMaybes really don’t like the woods, they’re always on the hunt to find a place they love not surrounded by trees and bushes and creatures. So they travel for the change of view. One cold windy day after traveling over 100 miles without finding a good place to pack it in for the night they decided to crash, to zonk out on a pile of old withered leaves. That fateful night there was a hideous storm with high winds and a sky so angry you’d think even the dead would awake. The McMaybes world was about to turn upside down. You see that pile of leaves was so gently covering a mud slide on top of a giant hill, so when the storm hit the McMaybes were slid to a place far away from where they rested. Purple McMaybe was the first to arise. As the sun christened Purple’s new surroundings he sat and pondered where he was. The pieces of last night didn’t fit together like the last piece of a puzzle, the knowledge was missing. The color of trees with an absence of bark, cut in half and hollowed, these strange objects seemed to poke the sky their only purpose to gather rain. As the rest of the family awoke they all sat in silence and observed the peculiar creatures.
“Lets check this place out!” Said Peter
The family agreed. There were many of these giant tubes, wandering around the McMaybes happened to stumble upon a sign. It read “Wisconsin Dells biggest waterpark attraction! Familys of all kinds are welcome!” Thank goodness that Peter still had the memory of that silly English language that was ever so long ago lost when the world nearly exploded. The people pictured on the sign were shown sliding down these hollowed plastic trees. The McMaybes had never seen anything like it, and little Purple and Maple were so intrigued they wanted to slide down the slides that minute. The place seemed deserted with nothing around except the giant slides. The McMaybes then had a decision, to move on and forget about their ancient discovery or to stay in this unfamiliar place for a while. Little mushrooms even surrounded the metal walls that enclosed the park, but not any big enough to live in. They decided to stay. They found a spot to sleep, in a little shack once used for holding one human, receiving and giving paper. They were secluded in the shack and put any possessions they had left there. The sky grumbled and began to wet the big white rides. The McMaybes decided to try going down them like the sign had advertised showed. When they finally reached the top of one of the smaller rides the rain was beating upon the earth.
“Perfect.” Whispered Purple.
Peter and Mom were very hesitant and almost regretted coming to the top with their children. But Purple persuaded them to go down.
“WHAT A RUSH!” Screamed Maple.The bottom had come a lot faster then the family had expected. Paralyzed with fear Peter had to carry Mom back to the shack. But Purple and Maple were up all night riding these crazy rides, it was so much more of a rush then the once exciting rivers. They rode them over and over until the rain ceased to exist and the fun had vanished, sleep then overtook them.

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