Swirl Land

“Maw! Yes! I finally finished my maztapieze! I alwayz new I would become a world famouz French painta!” exclaimed Geclaw Nersoovock. He was 25 and he had just moved from Paris France to America. Anyway, here’s what the crazy man said next, “And zuch a great idea it waz, a zwirl of purple, blue, magenta and neon green! Aaah now juzt to get a cup of- umm, ehh, whaz eet called? Covblod, choomunk? Oyo! - coffeez, sit back, relax, and wait for za painting to dry.” He went into his kitchen and got a cup of coffee he sat back on a purple sofa and turned on the TV. “Oyo! My favorite! Oyo! How amazing! Zat one gottza hurt though.” Geclaw said. He was watching his favorite new show in America, and it’s called painting-a-mania. When he said “zat one gottza hurt though” it was a painting of a man being struck by a bull. All of a sudden there was a ding from a timer by his painting. “Ah! Za painting must be dry now!” Geclaw shouted in delight. He jumped up, spilling his coffee on himself and saying, “EEEEEYAAA!!! WHY THE HECK DID YOU TYPE THAT MY MAZTER BROOKZ!!!” then he walked over to the painting and stared at it for a LOONG time. He reached his finger towards the painting but the painting mysteriously got farther and farther away. He reached out farther and touched it. “WHAT IN A HUMAN’Z MIND MAZTER BROOKZ WATCH WHAT YOU’RE TYPING!!” said Geclaw as he fell in the painting head first he hit his head on an odd land and groaned. He stood up and looked around. Everything was swirly and there was a sign saying “WELCOME TO SWIRL LAND! Enjoy your swirly stay!” He walked around then exclaimed at the top of his voice, “MAZTER BROOKZ!! WHAT DO YOU HAVE AGAINZT ME!! I’M ZUPPOZED TO BE A POOR PAINTER, NOT A PAIN TARGET!!” When he said this it started raining swirls. Geclaw hated it because it was actually paint rain swirls so he was now all blue, magenta, purple, and neon green. He saw a tree about 100 yards away and he ran with all his might to it. When he got there he was angry to find that there were no leaves and it was still pouring on him. He decided to climb the tree since he had nothing to do. He loved how swirly it and everything else was but it also made him a little dizzy sometimes. He got the top of the tree and took in a deep breath. Everything was starting to be a little better. He was hungry though so he reached for an apple on a different branch. As soon as he grabbed the apple he and the apple fell to the ground.
Then, “BOOM!!” he woke up and he realized the swirl land was a big fun dream. “Oh, thankz Mazter Brookz. I knew it would turn out good eventually.
The End