Slapstick Novels & Stories

He crashed to the floor with a swollen cheek. “Y-you dare slap me?! At the GAQS office?! You are dead!” “You are dead meat!” “Kneel!” The others came up and wanted to beat Andrius up for the act of violence. Andrius chuckled. He did not budge from his spot, but he slapped every one of them who approached him. His slap was so strong that it sent them all flying. Less than five seconds later, they were all on the ground with cheeks so swollen that not even their parents could recognize them now.

Revenge brought her back, Beware for she will stab your back Push her buttons you will crack, For she has planned how to attack. ---- Third Person's POV: Everybody's having fun. Dancing and drinking like there's no tomorrow. Group of friends are enjoying their last night as a college student. But they forgot something or someone. Their shot glass cracked, their tables cracked, the mirrors cracked, everything cracked. The last thing that cracked made them confused. For an egg has cracked.

I held up a hand, wheezing between laughter and trying to breathe. “I’m—okay—oh my God—that’s priceless.” He hovered over me, still tense. “You sure you didn’t hit your head?” I waved him off, clutching my stomach as tears streamed down my cheeks. “I’m fine but I'm sure your not.” I wheezed between fits of laughter "So you’re telling me she actually slapped you with your own money? That is… the funniest thing I’ve ever heard in my life.” Lucian didn’t look nearly as amused. His jaw tightened, though the corner of his mouth twitched like he was fighting not to smile.

Slap! Madeline Carter slapped Dehect across the face. "You useless piece of trash. You can’t do anything right." Her anger seemed to escalate with each insult. She slapped him again. "What else can you do besides fooling around with women?" Dehect, now pushed to his limit, retaliated by slapping Madeline twice. "Have you forgotten what I can do?" Madeline, shocked that Dehect dared to hit her, was furious. She panted heavily, clutching her swollen face.

The room went dead quiet when I said I would take the prize, but that quiet did not last. A second later, laughter thundered through the air. Lily Smith was the loudest, doubling over with tears streaming from her eyes. "How else could she be the top seller?" she cackled. "A woman like her has to have skin as thick as a rhino." I ignored her snide comments and kept my cool. "Just to be clear," I said, "since the company so generously 'rewarded' me with bathroom duty, that's all I'll be doing for the next three days. Everything else is off my plate."

When Johann was finally done with his romantic getaway, he came back home and trampled all over my self-esteem like he was disciplining a mere dog. Was I just their afterthought after all? I flung my phone onto the couch in a rage. "I hate secondhand men who've been defiled by other women!" This was the first time I had said such harsh words to him. Unexpectedly, Johann frowned at once as anger lit up in his fiery eyes. He grabbed my chin tightly and slapped me hard on the cheek just a split second later. He slapped me so hard that my vision blacked out for a moment. "Nancy Castro! I am the one paying for your food and your lodging! How dare you yell at me like that! Who the hell do you thin

vihaan played with her nip in a circular manner while adding a smile. "Do you want me to relief that thirst of hunger then? Sukoon doesn't understand what he was saying in the first place since she is shy, a shy person, and a shy young woman. But vihaan made another motion, this time giving sukoon a hard slap on the butt cheek. She sobbed. "When I said, "wify" I really meant, "wify , words I don't love to wait!" "Yes, yes," followed by another slap. "Yes, but!"

I had to act very convincingly. "What the hell are you talking about? What is familiar?" I replied. Then she chuckled. "Oh, baby, it rings a bell now. I remember-it's from a movie I watched. A N*****x movie. Look at you; you look so tense. You need to chill." (laughs) "I apologize, my sweet, sweet husband." I slapped her and she apologized? I stood there, unsure what to say. "That prank isn't funny. I was confused as hell," I said, forcing a chuckle.

Chapter 2: Tragedy “How about repaying the debt with your body?” asked Mr. Smith as he winked in an attempt to tease Hanna. But instead of being charmed, Hanna shuddered in horror at the old man’s behavior. Plak! Hanna slapped the old man with all the strength she had. The slap that Hanna gave Mr. Smith was so incredible that the old man was knocked off his feet. The corner of the man’s lip bled a little as it collided directly with Hanna’s fingernails, which happened to be uncut.

The laugh cut off instantly. I frowned, leaning forward on the sofa. Glitch, I told myself. Just a compressed audio error. I unpaused it. The movie continued, but the laughter returned a few seconds later, layered underneath the dialogue. It was mocking, a rhythmic he-he-he that seemed to pulse with a life of its own.