T'was a blustery day when Gentry took out her Dora kite for its maiden flight. At first, Dora just sat there on the ashen tundra, almost taunting Gentry with her evil Dora smirk. "I am not intimidated by your infantile ways, Dora" Gentry exclaimed. "Off the ground you go, you plastic imitation of cartoon entertainment", she continued, with growing impatience.
Alas, a hearty gust occurred and Dora had no other option but to lift her stubborn one-dimensional self off the concrete plains. Glee bolstered the heart of young Gentry as wind filled Dora's animated soul and toward the heavens she flew...
But clever Dora had other plans. She would not go down...or up...without a fight. With the skill only a cartoon kite could employ, she adjusted in the tumultuous wind and careened herself off of Gentry's strange metal steed, and with the cruelty of Swiper the Fox...
...glared at poor Gentry with her unblinking auburn eyes. "I am not your servant, you childish fiend! Your adorable smile and rosy cheeks will not make me submit to your pulling and yanking..and tugging and dragging! That drooling and snotty nose offends my prismacolor essence. I must teach you a lesson about cheap plastic kites that you will never forget, little Gentry!" 
At that very moment, Dora made her final move. Her demon wings unfolded and with the force of a gale wind, she viciously attacked the defenseless Gentry! In a weeping rage and with hopeless abandon, little Gentry cowered toward her distant castle. The climax was complete in this dreadful saga..and evil Dora was once again the victor.
2 comments:
What a cutie. How fun to still be wearing jackets! I know you probably wish it would get warmer, but it's hot here.
That Dora--always blaming Swiper the Fox for everything, but we all know she's the evil one!
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