By: Fleepers

    PEW! PEW! PEW, PEW! SHEEOOooo..."GAME OVER!" Joe threw his controller at the ground and stared in rage as it broke into pieces. "Fudge!" He screamed. He thought for sure he would've won that time. I mean, come on! He had already defeated the Poptart Wizard, crossed the river of Ice cream, slayed the gummy bear bears in the Candy Cane Forest, went through ALL that, but still was defeated by the Minty Goblin. Why did his life have to be like this? It just wasn't fair. Joe turned off the TV and threw himself onto the couch with a sigh as he grabbed the bag of pork grinds. He started chewing, getting little bits of it on the couch. He yawned as his eyes started closing shut, the tiredness of all his work today creeping up on him, when he heard a hard knock on his apartment door. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Uuhh..... Why..." He moaned as he dragged his feet to the door. He whipped it open, slouching and waiting to see who was there. No one. "Wow..." He rubbed eyes again. Then he heard a little squeak from the floor. "H-hello?" It said. Joe's eyes popped wide open and his back was as straight as a board. "Wha-! Wha-! Who said that!" He whipped his head left to right. "D-down here..." The voice squeaked again. He looked down, so fast he almost broke his neck. What he saw could've made him faint. Alas, twas a muffin. A small, plump muffin. Standing at his door, beaming at him. "AHH!" Joe screamed as he slammed the door and stood, panting, with his back to it. The muffin knocked again. "How the heck is it even knocking?" He muttered to himself. 

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    After about twenty minutes of the muffin knocking and asking Joe to open up the door, all the while Joe pacing behind a locked door, he finally stopped and closed his eyes. Then he sighed, ready to open the door and face the little muffin. He slowly walked over and cracked the door open, just wide enough to see the muffin sitting against the wall, muttering Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star to himself. Joe opened the door a little more, then the muffin stopped and stared at him. After a while of staring at each other, Joe said, "What do you want?" The little muffin appeared... Happy? I guess he was an optimistic little guy. "Hello!" He began in his innocent, high-pitched voice. "I was wondering if I could be your roommate!" Joe was silent. What? He thought. Roommate? But in the end, he ended up reluctantly welcoming in the little muffin, whose name turned out to be Lumpy. Lumpy quickly made himself at home and Joe quickly warmed up to him. They turned out to be good friends, and they had more amazing adventures together... But that's another story.

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