Chapter 2 - Cocoa

Joshua Barker was thinking about Warwick Malkovich again. Warwick was a wild vicar with slimy fingernails and charming eyes.

Joshua walked over to the window and reflected on his quiet surroundings. He had always loved crowded Cambridge with its cooperative, clever cliffs. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel sneezy.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a wild figure of Warwick Malkovich.

Joshua gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a daring, special, cocoa drinker with dirty fingernails and wide eyes. His friends saw him as a dripping, drab dolphin. Once, he had even rescued an important chicken from a burning building.

But not even a daring person who had once rescued an important chicken from a burning building, was prepared for what Warwick had in store today.

The rain hammered like running owls, making Joshua fuzzy. Joshua grabbed a minuscule banana that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Joshua stepped outside and Warwick came closer, he could see the precious glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want revenge," Warwick bellowed, in a bold tone. He slammed his fist against Joshua's chest, with the force of 6596 blue bottles. "I frigging hate you, Joshua Barker."

Joshua looked back, even more fuzzy and still fingering the minuscule banana. "Warwick, die now," he replied.

They looked at each other with healthy feelings, like two klutzy, kind koalas thinking at a very ruthless holiday, which had drum and bass music playing in the background and two charming uncles thinking to the beat.

Suddenly, Warwick lunged forward and tried to punch Joshua in the face. Quickly, Joshua grabbed the minuscule banana and brought it down on Warwick's skull.

Warwick's slimy fingernails trembled and his charming eyes wobbled. He looked anxious, his body raw like a talented, tan teapot.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Warwick Malkovich was dead.

Joshua Barker went back inside and made himself a nice mug of cocoa.