Michael Blackson Funny Bone Novels & Stories

“Someone please go get a doctor to treat my hands before it’s too late! Mr. Black’s surgery is tomorrow, and it’s extremely dangerous. I’m the only one who can do it! Someone, anyone, please get an emergency doctor for me!” My face was drenched in blood. My features were no longer recognizable. Everyone who walked past me flinched back in fear. Not a person went to get help. Elaine looked at my battered, pitiful state and sighed. “Michael, why are you still lying? What is real will remain real, and what is fake will always be fake. Whether you admit it or not, we are taking you to Dr. Messner. Let him expose you himself.” Karl grabbed me and dragged me toward the offices. He was clearly enjo

“To hell with you! What can you do, damn it.” “I can break all your bones in the most beautiful tone you've ever heard.” “You son of a b****, you're just bluffing!” “You better shut your mouth and clean it with a tissue, damn it.” Andy released his grip, and suddenly Mike felt all the bones in his body moving as if broken. A piece of bone now protruded from his elbow, and blood gushed from his mouth. Mike stared wide-eyed and screamed for help as his bone protruded from under his jacket, and blood flowed like water from a tap.

He noticed that the driver was quite big and he looked at the rearview mirror and he gasped in shock. Stone-cold Steve Austin in the flesh. Their eyes met and Stones frowned. "You?" "You? What are you doing here?" Michael asked. He put his hand to open the door but it was locked by Stones immediately. "Kynes will be so happy to see the fish I caught today," Stones grinned. Michael swallowed hard and touched his pocket. He felt something hard in his pocket and he grinned at Stones. "What?" Stones smirked at him. "Say cheese!" Michael brought out the taser and unleashed fifty thousand volts of electricity on the poor man's shoulder.

Noah flinched, “Well, let’s look at the bright side… at least he didn’t vaporize himself.” Blackie snorted, “…he can’t vaporize himself any more than you can soothe yourself.” “Oh. Well… at least he didn’t vaporize the water he’d already drunk?” “Yeah, good thing that one finely steamed stomach wasn’t on the menu…” “…Blackie …I realize that black humor fits in well with your name… and personality… but there is such a thing as being too black!” QAQ (≖_≖) “Is that a veiled insult where you tell me that I shouldn’t be myself, Black?”

It was instantly broken apart and pushed inward. A black, still wet hand reached in. That was what Alex saw through the light that leaked in through the broken door “D*mn it!” Alex was very shocked. That hand belonged to a skeleton without any flesh and blood. Unlike the previous skeleton king, its bones were black. “Meow!” the white cat cried sternly. Alex instantly threw a punch at the skeleton’s arm. A tremor occurred with a boom. This black skeleton’s defense was not as great as the skeleton king, so its arm was broken apart right away.

"Oh, you actually woke up first but couldn't kill this kid... It's really disappointing!" "Has it been asleep for too long and rusted? Otherwise, how could it be like this." "You really disappoint us. I'm ashamed to be in the same team with you!" "Do you need our help? If you do, you can ask us for help!" These revived white bones continuously laughed. The skeleton that was ridiculed was furious, but it couldn't retort. Caspian looked at this strange scene and fell silent.

"He said they were working for one Black Bone." "Black Bone?" Belinda muttered. "Who is he?" "A sick psychopath who thinks he can scare us into our mother's bosoms," Michael flattened. "Why haven't we heard anything about him?" Pedro mirrored Belinda's concern, completely invested in the discussion. "That's why I called you guys; to smoke him out and uncover his hideout, in case he has more than one, which I think is most likely." Michael tossed the last slice of the apple into his mouth.

"How about we get a six pack of beer, and go to the fight club, have some fun there?" "I like it, can I bring a big stick?" "...Why not," I said laughing, Jameson ran back and dropped the bone in front of me to throw, Jack picked it up and threw it towards Satan's castle...only to hit Satan himself in the head, making us both laugh. He picked up the bone and snapped it in half, only for me to toss one to him and signaled to Jameson, who had a newfound interest in Satan's bone...pun intended. He turned around and threw the bone as far as he could, leaving Jameson to run off and fetch it.

The feeling of loneliness has returned in full force and not matter what I do, not matter who I surround myself with, I can't shake the feeling that I no longer belong here. My eyes land on the small set of frames scattered around the far wall. Thomas Stone and the rest of the original members, including Shane's father, stare at what they created. Judging by how Austin, Max, and Shane turned out, I would say they did a damn good job. I spot Bone walking in as he slumps down hard in his seat, causing others to look over to him and shake their head. Bone has always been a booze head, but these last few years has been even harder for him. I don't respect a man that could easily hurt their daugh

At his position, I stood up, kneeing him on his groin and throwing him on the chair. "Have your seat first." I said, straightened his collar then turned to the others. He groaned in pain, his hands protectively covering the area. Sorry, hon, damage's already done. "The phone!" I demanded. The three stood up laughing. I really didn't find the situation funny. "You are outnumbered doll. Look around. What are you going to do?" Dark skin said. He was such a loud mouth. "I'm going to kick your arses." I said.