Chapter 5
TITLE: Playing God
FEATURING THE CHARACTERS: dr. frankenstein, larry the cucumber
WRITERS: spicy, arson ;), sissy
RATED ALL AGES
An absolute rat of a man stands in an empty laboratory screaming at the heavens. On the table in front of him is a single cucumber. He pulls a lever and a bolt of lightning strikes down from the sky onto the green vegetable. Nothing happens for a few moments. Then the cucumber begins to roll around the table.
"ITS ALIIIIVE. MY CREATION, IT IS MAGNIFICENT."
The cucumber throws itself up into what is the standard standing position for a cucumber, and blinks open two giant eyes. He looks at
"Hiya there friends! Do you know that Jesus loves each and every one of you?"
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The doctor recoiled from his creation. How is it that in his quest to create the perfect creature, he still wound up with a being that knows God?
"YOU SPEAK, MY CREATION!"
"Your creation? Uh, no. I am a creation of God, as are all of the rest of us. Right kids?"
The beast turned to address empty air. Something must have gone wrong somewhere in the process-- how could this be? The science was perfect!
"Who... who do you refer to?"
"Well, all the kids who watch the show, obviously!"
"Show?"
"Yeah! Hey, where's my old buddy Bob the Tomato?"
"You wish me to make you a companion?"
"It's that or you help me sing the bible songs to the children!"
He was being tortured by his own creation. What folly, to think he could create without consenquence! he has to kill it, now.
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He had to think quickly, for he could hardly stand to remain in its presence for a moment longer.
"Creation," he said, voice shaking, "I will make you this 'Bob the Tomato'. All I ask in exchange is that you enlighten me on how I can earn the affection of this 'God'"
"Why certainly! All you must do is open your heart and accept His love! Of course, you must also love your neighbors, but not too much or that breaks another rule, and respect your parents, and not lie and.."
As the abomination rattled on, the doctor slowly retreated. He backed away, always keeping an eye on the creature. He reached back for his jar of brining liquid.
"Creature!" the doctor interrupted. "You've never been baptized. How can you have let God into your soul if you haven't been baptized!" He held out the jar, and crossed his fingers as the creature loomed forward.
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