The Most Epic Battle - A Short Story [#15]

 Here's something short and silly to buy some more time for my bigger story.

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            "What are you doing?" I asked my friend, who stood in the middle of the forest, engaged in a staring contest with a wooden doll.

            "Isn't it obvious?" He brushed off my question.

            "I'd rather not assume," I stated.

            "I'm in a pitched battle for the fate of the world," he proclaimed.

            "Really?" I replied, "So, if you fail no more world?"

            "Exactly." He affirmed, "So stop distracting me."

            "Okay," I agreed and backed away slowly. Now normally I wouldn't take anything he says at face value. However, this little skit was weird enough that I've decided not to touch it with a ten foot pole.

            "I have you now," he declared victory against his supposed enemy. I on the other hand continued my escape until I could no longer hear his countless proclamations.

            "Why am I friend's with him again?" I asked myself, "Maybe I should make a habit of avoiding him for a while." As I neared the tree line the sound of an explosion swept the area, and almost knocked me off my feet. As I regained my bearing a terrible thought crept into my mind. "Please don't let that be him," I turned on my heel and ran back into the forest. I can only hope he won his battle, or better yet this has nothing to do with him.

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I don't know about this story, it feels iffy to me. Maybe it's just a little too silly. My next story will likely be a lot more serious in comparison, at least in the sense it won't be focused on comedy.
Until then Read, Comment and Enjoy.