Attack of the Killer Potato Chips!! *note, this has been slightly changed from the original version to star myself instead of someone else:)
	It was a peaceful day in the kitchen of 1210 Watery road. It was also peaceful in the young girls bedroom... except for that fact that she was freaking out over her essay....      Midnight sighed. Her teacher had demanded that an entire, ten page essay be completed by the next morning. Midnight was having serious problems with her thesis... actually she was having trouble writing anything...      Midnight sighed again, and then her stomach rumbled. She grinned, glad for a distraction and headed into the kitchen, which was still peaceful. She looked around and considered her options. There was fruit, chocolate, vegetables, soda pop, and the good old poptato chips. She smiled and made up her mind. Potato Chips! She grabbed the bag from the cupboard and poured a few into a bowl. Then, irresponsibly leaving the bag open on the counter, she headed back to her room to finish (and start) her essay.      Meanwhile, the potato chips were waking up! They pured out of the bag, across the counter and began attacking the rejected food! They leapt into the fruit bowl and carried the apples, oranges, grapes and coconuts(?) out onto the counter, where they cut them into tiny peices and threw them in the garbage.      They then "Chip Marched" to the cupboard and took out the choclate. Those evil chips carried it to the window sill and left it to melt! The vegetables met the same end as the fruit, chopped up in the bin. The sida pop was taken from the fridge and poured down the sink.      The potato chips where finally done. They crowed over the other foods, yelling things like "We were chosen and not you! nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah!" or "We are better that you!"      Suddenly, a noise came from the hallway! Midnight was bored again. The potato chips hurried back to thier bag and lay still, pretending they were inanimate. Midnight entered the kitchen. She stared around in surprise at the empty fruit bowl, the chocolate melting on the window sill and the empty pop cans on the counter. She spun around angrily! "BAD POTATO CHIPS!!!" she yelled. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO DO THIS! ONE MORE TIME AND I WON'T CHOOSE YOU EVER AGAIN!"      The bag of potato chips shuddered and muttered it's apologies to Midnight. It then crawled back into the cupboard looking very ashamed of itself. THE END! The moral of this story... Don't leave the potato chips open on the counter! Sure, your mum tells you that it's because the chips will go stale, but thats onl cause she doesn't want to scare you!
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