Slipknot

On a fine evening day, Corey decides to get something to eat, yet he targets a cookie sitting on the table. But he doesn't know it's glued to the counter as a joke...he just doesn't know that Wednesday and Acey did it.

"Man...I wish I could've bought some food along on the damn tour bus," Corey sighed. On a day like this, everything was being rushed ahead of time schedule alongside with other bandmates that have toured with them. For this year it's going to be a bit slow of an evening. Yet Acey and Wednesday 13 tag along with Slipknot. Only to know that a few of the members are somewhere else; sticking around the other places that they passed by earlier. Corey's stomach growled as loud as a dog's barking would wake a neighbor next door. "Son of a bitch, what's taking them so long to hurry up with the fucking foood anyway?!" exclaimed Corey. "Just keep your freakin' pants on sit the hell down and wait," "You think it's gonna take a full year for them to return here, food and all,...then just say...well here you go?" asked Acey. Wednesday 13 slouched on the side on the couch moaning and screaming,"CHICKEN...CHICKEN....CHICKEN!!!!!" Corey stood for a few seconds glaring at Wednesday and turned his head laughing, "Since when in the hell do you have a craving for fucking chicken?" "Since..hmmmmm......NOW!!!!!" Wednesday screeched. Acey giggled for a few minutes and whispered something in Wednesday's ear. "Hey!" Corey shouted. "WTF are you guys talking about over there?.....It better not be about me falling on stage!" Acey shook his head side to side trying to hold in his laugh. "Since they're not going to be here in the next five minutes or so I might as well rip one of your fucking legas off and chew on them for a while," said Corey jokingly. Wednesday smirked, "You're going to have to catch me first to claim the prize you seek!" "OOooooohhhhh.... I wanna play!" said Acey. They all run around the bus for a few minutes until Corey gets tired and wants to take a break and rest,; possibly eat something first. Acey and Wednesday are still chasing each other around the bus not noticing Corey has stopped playing the game. Corey flicks on the tv as he sits stilll watching them play throughout the kitchen into the back room; all the way back. "Wednesday," "I got an idea we can play with Corey," whispered Acey.They sneaked around the kitchen as soon as corey turned his head and fell asleep. Quietly tipping on their toes, they look around the kitchen quietly for food in the pantry and spot a container of cookies on the shelf. Wednesday grabs the cookies from the pantry and takes one out the container. Acey looks around for something sticky to put on the cookie. Acey peered high and low only to find a glue bottle in Shawn's bunk. "He must've been working on something important or possibly a piece of work," Acey said to himself. "He wouldn't mind if I borrowed it for only a sec." Acey snatched the glue and ran back to where Wednesday was waiting patiently for him to come back. "I'm here," panted Acey as he ran up to him. "Do you have anything to put on the fuckin' cookie?" asked Wednesday. "Yep..." "And it seems that I've found it laying in Shawn's bunk," said Acey. "Just squirt a little bit on the cookie and place it on the counter, then let's sit down and wait for Corey to come over," Wednesday snickered. They placed the cookie quickly on the counter and rushed to the couch, plopped down on the side where Corey sat, and woke him directly out of his slepp halfway scaring him. Wednesday got closer to his face and whispered again,"Chicken...... baskets of chicken...." Corey jumped up from the couch only to fall over the back of it and holler,"SON OF A BITCH...THAT HURT LIKE FUCKING HELL,WTF!!!!! They laugh extremely hard at Corey falling over the couch and said, "Dude if you're that worried about some food there's probably some cookies on the counter!" shouted Acey. "Argh..." huffed Corey. Corey walks to the kitchen only to see a cookie appear on the counter; just sitting there still with no one else claiming it. Corey looks to his left and right reaches his hands out, and tries to grab the cookie, but the cookie was stuck to the table. Corey thought he picked up the cookie and mistakenly bites down on his hand yelling," You decieved me you fuckin horrid cookie," "Prepare to die you stupid asshole!" Acey and Wednesday glare over the couch and laugh even harder while watching Corey have a hard time with the cookie. "Now what's so funny?" asks Corey. "Did you guys do something to the fucking cookie...yes or no motherfuckers?!" They both look at each other and then at Corey trying to seem innocent. Corey asked again, "What the hell is wrong with the damn cookie man?!" Wednesday shrugged his shoulders as Acey flicked the station channels giggling to himself. Corey looks at Acey as if he has something to hide, but wonders has that cookie been sitting on the table the whole time while he didn't pay any attention, because of him hollering at Wednesday 13 and Acey. To be Continued...