Dick walked into the room and took a pepsi out of the frige and started drinking it slowly. Then he took a pickle out of the frige and ate fast and took another and another intill there was no more.
" Why are the pickies gone? " He said like Jack Sparrow said, but instead of Rum it was pickies. The only food he loved was pickies.
Dick took his coat and snow shoes then he went tp get his money and shoes then headed outside to the store to get some more picklies. Yay.
Store Dick ran to the part with pickies to see that there were no more pickies.
"Why are the pickies always gone?" He whispered under his breath. Well, he didn't say it as queitly as he thought, that his good friend Barbra was next to him and heard him. "Well, mainly because I took the last jar of them" She said.
"GIVE ME BABS!" He screamed.
"Relax Dickie head, I don't like pickled, when I saw you I knew you wanted these." She replied and gave him the jar. "Thanks" He said catching it. Then his phone rang. The bell was Spongebob Squarepants theme song. "Really?" She asked raising her eye brow.
"It's a damn good show"Dick said taking the cell phone out of his pocket,"Now if you excues me" He picked the phone up as he went to the cashier.
"Hello Grayson speaking" He said offical sounding.
"Hello good friend of mine" It was his good old friend Wally.
"Hey man, what's up?" Dick said.
"Eating cheese, you?"
"Two things, one, buying awesome pickies"
"You love pickies, not surprising"
"Two, this conviction sounds like internet conviction."
"It does"
"But to be fair, phones do have internet in them, sometimes."
"Yea, sometimes"
"Can I call you back later? When I'm not in a store"
"Sure"
"Bye dude" Then he turned his phone off. What happened next is something people like to call, anicent history. If you think Dick was gonna buy his pickies, go back and eat them at his room and watch some movies? If you guessed yes, then your doing something wrong. See when he went outside, well nobody knows that, yet, everyone just knows that he didn't come back. The only thing they found was a phone and picklies in a shopping plastic bag. The jar was shattered. Even those things had no finger prints on them. The man/woman must have been wearing gloves, no hair samples on the spot either. Nothing Dick Grayson was now missing. He would be missing for weeks to be, months, but where not there yet, we will be on the next chapter.
" Why are the pickies gone? " He said like Jack Sparrow said, but instead of Rum it was pickies. The only food he loved was pickies.
Dick took his coat and snow shoes then he went tp get his money and shoes then headed outside to the store to get some more picklies. Yay.
Store Dick ran to the part with pickies to see that there were no more pickies.
"Why are the pickies always gone?" He whispered under his breath. Well, he didn't say it as queitly as he thought, that his good friend Barbra was next to him and heard him. "Well, mainly because I took the last jar of them" She said.
"GIVE ME BABS!" He screamed.
"Relax Dickie head, I don't like pickled, when I saw you I knew you wanted these." She replied and gave him the jar. "Thanks" He said catching it. Then his phone rang. The bell was Spongebob Squarepants theme song. "Really?" She asked raising her eye brow.
"It's a damn good show"Dick said taking the cell phone out of his pocket,"Now if you excues me" He picked the phone up as he went to the cashier.
"Hello Grayson speaking" He said offical sounding.
"Hello good friend of mine" It was his good old friend Wally.
"Hey man, what's up?" Dick said.
"Eating cheese, you?"
"Two things, one, buying awesome pickies"
"You love pickies, not surprising"
"Two, this conviction sounds like internet conviction."
"It does"
"But to be fair, phones do have internet in them, sometimes."
"Yea, sometimes"
"Can I call you back later? When I'm not in a store"
"Sure"
"Bye dude" Then he turned his phone off. What happened next is something people like to call, anicent history. If you think Dick was gonna buy his pickies, go back and eat them at his room and watch some movies? If you guessed yes, then your doing something wrong. See when he went outside, well nobody knows that, yet, everyone just knows that he didn't come back. The only thing they found was a phone and picklies in a shopping plastic bag. The jar was shattered. Even those things had no finger prints on them. The man/woman must have been wearing gloves, no hair samples on the spot either. Nothing Dick Grayson was now missing. He would be missing for weeks to be, months, but where not there yet, we will be on the next chapter.