Oh come all ye faithful.......

Shouted the little poison dwarf with the flash black cape.
"look at me, go on, look at me. Just be careful as I AM THE man. Did you hear me? Do you like this silky soft black cape or should I get a blade of red to flash over my arty shoulders?"

All was silent on this night of snow. Even the man of doughnuts decided this was not a time to take his ball home, particularly when you consider the lack of fur lined boots.

The bloke at the chippie dunked yet another hapless, floppy cod into the sizzling batter. Maybe cape man will pop in for a cheesey chip cob, that is, unless the doughnut hadnt spent all his money. Poor mite. Promised the earth but snow settled all around his fuzzy head. A bucket of paint spillt all over his head. A vivid yellow colour.

"Mug him!" someone called out.
"Nah" another replied. " this is just a fictional world that is full of deceit and lies"
"Take a look at that drainpipe over there. Does it remind you of a great football season or possibly a three legged thrush?"

The reckless driver slammed his brakes on and smashed into the chippie. Shame that. Just when the story was getting interesting and that had to happen. Did the vinegar bottle get smashed? We will NEVER know.