Alright, so I wrote this on a phone and it probably sucks a ton, but here it is... (Btw, if you want please tell me if I did anything wrong or correct me or just tell me it's awful, thank you :D)
"You idiot!" A man shouted. "I said 'screwdriver', not whatever the hell this is!" His throat was becoming awfully sore from shouting at a younger man searching through the toolbox for a screwdriver, he was grabbing everything but the screwdriver. A green skinned alien named Sour sat in a seat which reminded him of the 'timeout chair' in kindergarten, which he called Jail. The last thing Sour could remember was that he was knocked out, someone had hit him in the back of the head with a hammer. The angry man continued to shout at the young gentleman, until he noticed that Sour was awake. "Sir!" The young man screamed over his Boss's shouting, "He is awake!" His boss turned around to Sour. The man had skin that was starting to wrinkle around his eyes, and he wore thick round glasses. On top of all that, he wore a silly navy blue hat. He had the worst teeth Sour had ever seen, but Sour hadn't seen real humans before. "Where am I?" Sour hissed, he was irritated from being woken. The younger man walked up to Sour. The Alien boy could see that his blue hair somehow had the word blue written all over it. He had bright, emerald green eyes that were hidden behind glasses. "Well, you see..." The blue haired man began to say. Before he could finish, a girl came crashing through the windows behind them. "Leave him alone, Jonavich!" She shouted pointing a gun at the grumpy man. Sour rolled his eyes and scoffed, "And who the hell are you?" The girl straightened herself and spoke in a very womanly voice, "I am V.A.L.E., your savior. I am here to take you to your Uncle O.L.I.V.E.R. and very far away from Jacoby and Mr. Blue man!" Sour shook his head in confusion, he had no uncle, he had no family, and he did not need to be saved by some random girl. Jacoby took a gun he had hidden in his pants and pointed at Sour's head. "He'll end the world for all of us! Why should he live?!" Jacoby shouted, his hand was shaking and drenched with sweat. The girl gasped, "We can save him from his fate! Just please let us have him," she clasped her hands together. Jacoby would not let Sour live, never would he let this... Child... This monster be freely roaming the streets! "Never," He said, slowly squeezing the trigger of his pistol. He loosen his grip on his gun and dropped it. Blue man had a katana pressed against Jacoby's back. "Please stop, sir," he said, politely. Blue man's eyes were focused on his boss and the sweat dripping from his forehead. Jacoby was enraged, his 'loyal' friend was not so loyal after all. He faced the young gentleman, his lips formed a thin frown. Mr. Jacoby kicked the sword out of blue man's hand and knocked him to the ground. Sour stood up, all this fighting was annoying. He didn't even know why they were fighting. "Who the friggin' hell are you?!" Sour screamed, his hands in tight fists. Jacoby laughed and patted Sour's shoulder. Sour always hated it when people would touch him, so he punched Jacoby straight in the face, breaking his glasses and nose. The blue haired one stood by, wiping invisible dirt off his plaid shirt. "We're the U.M.F." He said, glaring at Jacoby. "Also known as the stupid group of idiotic Underage Mad Fools," Jacoby said, cursing as he held his head back, squeezing his bleeding nose with a cloth to keep the blood from dripping onto his $500 navy blue suit. "Let's go!" Sour heard V.A.L.E. hiss. He turned to face her, but she was already out of sight. Sour glanced behind himself at Jacoby and Blue man. "Stay on the path and you'll find her," the blue man said, but he was too late. Sour was already pass the path and into a too happy, too friendly looking forest and it started to get dark and Sour was starting to get hungry...
"You idiot!" A man shouted. "I said 'screwdriver', not whatever the hell this is!" His throat was becoming awfully sore from shouting at a younger man searching through the toolbox for a screwdriver, he was grabbing everything but the screwdriver. A green skinned alien named Sour sat in a seat which reminded him of the 'timeout chair' in kindergarten, which he called Jail. The last thing Sour could remember was that he was knocked out, someone had hit him in the back of the head with a hammer. The angry man continued to shout at the young gentleman, until he noticed that Sour was awake. "Sir!" The young man screamed over his Boss's shouting, "He is awake!" His boss turned around to Sour. The man had skin that was starting to wrinkle around his eyes, and he wore thick round glasses. On top of all that, he wore a silly navy blue hat. He had the worst teeth Sour had ever seen, but Sour hadn't seen real humans before. "Where am I?" Sour hissed, he was irritated from being woken. The younger man walked up to Sour. The Alien boy could see that his blue hair somehow had the word blue written all over it. He had bright, emerald green eyes that were hidden behind glasses. "Well, you see..." The blue haired man began to say. Before he could finish, a girl came crashing through the windows behind them. "Leave him alone, Jonavich!" She shouted pointing a gun at the grumpy man. Sour rolled his eyes and scoffed, "And who the hell are you?" The girl straightened herself and spoke in a very womanly voice, "I am V.A.L.E., your savior. I am here to take you to your Uncle O.L.I.V.E.R. and very far away from Jacoby and Mr. Blue man!" Sour shook his head in confusion, he had no uncle, he had no family, and he did not need to be saved by some random girl. Jacoby took a gun he had hidden in his pants and pointed at Sour's head. "He'll end the world for all of us! Why should he live?!" Jacoby shouted, his hand was shaking and drenched with sweat. The girl gasped, "We can save him from his fate! Just please let us have him," she clasped her hands together. Jacoby would not let Sour live, never would he let this... Child... This monster be freely roaming the streets! "Never," He said, slowly squeezing the trigger of his pistol. He loosen his grip on his gun and dropped it. Blue man had a katana pressed against Jacoby's back. "Please stop, sir," he said, politely. Blue man's eyes were focused on his boss and the sweat dripping from his forehead. Jacoby was enraged, his 'loyal' friend was not so loyal after all. He faced the young gentleman, his lips formed a thin frown. Mr. Jacoby kicked the sword out of blue man's hand and knocked him to the ground. Sour stood up, all this fighting was annoying. He didn't even know why they were fighting. "Who the friggin' hell are you?!" Sour screamed, his hands in tight fists. Jacoby laughed and patted Sour's shoulder. Sour always hated it when people would touch him, so he punched Jacoby straight in the face, breaking his glasses and nose. The blue haired one stood by, wiping invisible dirt off his plaid shirt. "We're the U.M.F." He said, glaring at Jacoby. "Also known as the stupid group of idiotic Underage Mad Fools," Jacoby said, cursing as he held his head back, squeezing his bleeding nose with a cloth to keep the blood from dripping onto his $500 navy blue suit. "Let's go!" Sour heard V.A.L.E. hiss. He turned to face her, but she was already out of sight. Sour glanced behind himself at Jacoby and Blue man. "Stay on the path and you'll find her," the blue man said, but he was too late. Sour was already pass the path and into a too happy, too friendly looking forest and it started to get dark and Sour was starting to get hungry...