Bonnie and the Butt-Paste Busniess

Bonnie and the Butt-Paste Business

By J

It all started when Chevy was calmly eating seeds at the food dish. Bonnie, who was perched next to him, was loudly criticizing Chevy.

Bonnie paused to catch her breath." Chevy, do you know how ugly you are?" She questioned.

Chevy responded by chewing loudly and belching. Bonnie coughed a little longer than was necessary to emphasize how bad his breath smelled.

"Let's just say you make me want to vomit when I look at you."

Chevy seemed to brighten up at this and he said "then you can eat some more."

"No, you IGNORAMUS!" Bonnie shouted.

All of a sudden Bonnie got an idea, she would start a company; a butt-paste company. There were several things she needed to do. First: she needed to come up with a name for her company. She decided on "The Butt Paste Helpers". Yes, she thought. That was a very good name. Now I need a place for my shop. She thought and she thought until she thought of the new strip mall downtown.

Next she had to think of a way to pay the rent. Suddenly she got an inspiration. She would pay in beans. Chevy had recently bought a bunch of canned beans using a credit card: it was inside a wallet he had eaten.

After that she had to come up with a recipe. She thought of it: a half a bottle of glue and three quarts shampoo. (Bonnie was not very good at measurements.) So, anyway, she got a trademark for her company. She told Chevy about her plan. She also told him that he could work for her but what she didn't tell him was what his wages were: zero  dollars and zero cents.

After that Chevy and Bonnie went to their new place. It was one of the smaller buildings, but that did not seem to bother Chevy. Bonnie, however, was furious. She shouted at the owner "IS THAT ALL?!"

The owner calmly replied "Yes miss." Obviously experienced with angry consumers.

Bonnie was bubbling with rage. Knowing what Bonnie was about to do, the owner quickly left the building. Bonnie stared strait ahead as the dark-red pickup roared away. Bonnie, finally able to control herself, walked away examining the small shop.

Chevy, who had been in the employees-only room, had found several small shelves to munch on. Bonnie, who had been searching for him for quite some time, went into the employees-only room. When Bonnie found out what Chevy was doing she was livid with anger.

She stormed up to Chevy in a great fury. Bonnie attempted to pull the shelves away. Chevy, who did not want to give up his new second-favorite food, flung himself on the shelves. Bonnie pushed Chevy onto the shag carpet and quickly dragged  it away.

Now Bonnie was even more red from exhaustion. She shouted angrily, "CHEVY! Why did you do a thing like that?!"

"Duh, I was hungry." Replied Chevy casually.

At that moment some costumers arrived. A wary old couple waddled in. Bonnie walked out wearing her fake smile like a sweater. Chevy followed. Boxes containing her butt-paste were everywhere. Bonnie quickly tried to neaten up; Chevy joined  in, pulling a gnawed shelf out of the back room.

The old lady scowled at Bonnie while Chevy loaded bottles of butt-paste on to a shelf. The lady asked for a small. Bonnie handed her a bottle that had previously been occupied by mustard. The lady grimaced at the unprofessional looking bottle. Suddenly she threw it at Bonnie, who stared at her, stunned.

The couple walked out of the store.

Bonnie glared at Chevy, who was smirking and waving. Finally, they had to close due to lack of costumers.

THE END.