Hello, Aldrine2016 here. So today, I'm 写作 my 秒 Peppa Pig fanfic to depart from the usual cheerful, preschool atmosphere. My 前一个 one was dark, edgy and a bit sad, but this one is surely to bring a smile into your soul, though it still also has some sad moments. "xxxxx" means a change of POV to a character. The 写作 style here is much different than my other fanfics but, there 你 go. Enjoy!
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I couldn't get some sleep. I just laid awake on my bed, annoyed. My cute, yet slightly annoying, dinosaur-obsessed baby brother kept on playing with his most 最喜爱的 prized possession: Mr. Dinosaur. He kept on running around like as if he was a dinosaur and roaring. My eyes were terribly bloodshot from this 1-minute madness, my ears were about to explode, though not literally, and worst of all, my brain was slobbering with anger and insanity. I couldn't take it anymore!!! I'm gonna yell at George if it's the last thing I do!
Finally, with a very furious grunt with my teeth grinding violently, I poked my head out at George and was about to say something. But before I could say one word, I stopped abruptly, receiving the feeling that if what I 说 would tease and/or threaten George, it would make him cry, and Mummy and Daddy Pig would not enjoy it. So, to avoid waking up my parents, I calmed myself down and simply 说 in a quiet tone, "George, it's nighttime. Please go to sleep so I can sleep too".
Unfortunately, this didn't compel my brother. Instead, like any other annoying 2-year old would, he just shrugged and went on his loud playing. Crap. I sighed with strong frustration as I plopped my whistle-shaped head back onto my pillow. I'm gonna die of staying awake for longer than 24 hours! I give up. I'll just accept my fate, because my brother is so hyperactive! What would come 下一个 would be 24-hours of misery and lack of sleep! UGH!!!
However, the annoying horseplay suddenly started to fade away as I heard panting, yawning and snoring. At first I was confused, then I looked back at George. At last, he was fast asleep! He just laid there on the floor, snuggling up with Mr. Dinosaur. Aww.... I looked at him with a sweet, innocent look on my face. I sometimes have an urge to tease 或者 bully him, but, being the big sister, I apologize to him for my bullying, and tonight I had to tuck him in his bed.
I slowly climbed down the ladder, making sure not to wake up George. Then when I was down, I gently picked him up from the floor and placed him on the lower bunk. I also gave him Mr. Dinosaur afterwards because he couldn't grip him in sleep. Then, I climbed back up the ladder to my 最佳, 返回页首 bunk and went back to sleep. Sigh, peace and quiet at last...
1 分钟 Later...
xxxxx
Ugh... I was having a traumatic nightmare. I was just playing like the 2-year old I was with not only my best toy, but also my best friend, Mr. Dinosaur. I was enjoying it. But then, this happened. While I was having a 茶 party with him, he suddenly blinked his eyes. I was a bit scared at that, but to be 更多 specific it's not so creepy. I spoke full sentences to him, because recently I am three-years old now.
"Mr. Dinosaur? What's happening to you?"
Then what made me 更多 terrified happened: his arms began to move, his tail began to wag, his eyes blinked more, and he repeatedly opened and closed his jaw. Finally, after about 8 秒 of horror, he suddenly stopped. He stood motionless for a few 更多 creepy seconds.
"Mr..... Dinosaur..... ?"
Then, he suddenly sprang to life! Even 更多 terrifying stuff for me! Moments later, he put his hands on his hips and spawned an irritated look on his face. He then spoke in this sarcastic, contempt tone:
"Ugh! 你 know what, I'm sick and tired of playing with 你 for the past three years, especially when 你 treat me roughly! I hate this place now! I hate 你 now! And I hate everything now! Well, Georgie, bye!"
"Mr. Dinosaur, no! Why would yo-". I tried to convince him of what he was doing, but he rudely cut me off.
"Shut up, pig! 你 can't tell me what to do! I'm leaving to start a new life!"
As he stepped his way out of the door, I was greatly grieved at what I saw. I couldn't believe my 最喜爱的 toy could do this to me! He was my best friend in life! Why?!?! WHY!?!? With loneliness and excruciating dejection, I ran to the couch, helping myself up, and plopped a 枕头 over my head as I cried in deep sorrow, desolation, and despair; my wretched 心 pounding slowly. I've 迷失 my best friend forever...
xxxxx
I suddenly heard distressed whimpering coming from down the bottom bunk. What? Who? I was just having a peaceful 2 分钟 of sleep, but now I get distressed whimpering? I bet if it's George having a bad dream, then I must go check on him. After all, I'm the older sister.
I did, as I climbed down the ladder and stared at my baby bro. Gosh, he sure isn't feeling wonderful; he was just laying there, twitching in anxiety, presumably from a nightmare, and he was still holding his dinosaur. In other words, he was the one making the distressed whimpering. I felt very sorry for him, so I removed the toy from his hands and picked George, cradling him against my shoulder. Then I quietly rocked him back to sleep as I recited a dreamy lullaby, and soon enough, my actions made my brother's whimpers fall away, and he was sleeping as snug as a rug.
Afterwards, I placed him back on his 床, 床上 and gave him the bunny doll, named "Bedtime Rabbit" on the floor. In a quiet, motherly tone I then wished him goodnight and climbed the ladder to return to my bunk, and gently tucked myself in.
The End.
xxxxx
I couldn't get some sleep. I just laid awake on my bed, annoyed. My cute, yet slightly annoying, dinosaur-obsessed baby brother kept on playing with his most 最喜爱的 prized possession: Mr. Dinosaur. He kept on running around like as if he was a dinosaur and roaring. My eyes were terribly bloodshot from this 1-minute madness, my ears were about to explode, though not literally, and worst of all, my brain was slobbering with anger and insanity. I couldn't take it anymore!!! I'm gonna yell at George if it's the last thing I do!
Finally, with a very furious grunt with my teeth grinding violently, I poked my head out at George and was about to say something. But before I could say one word, I stopped abruptly, receiving the feeling that if what I 说 would tease and/or threaten George, it would make him cry, and Mummy and Daddy Pig would not enjoy it. So, to avoid waking up my parents, I calmed myself down and simply 说 in a quiet tone, "George, it's nighttime. Please go to sleep so I can sleep too".
Unfortunately, this didn't compel my brother. Instead, like any other annoying 2-year old would, he just shrugged and went on his loud playing. Crap. I sighed with strong frustration as I plopped my whistle-shaped head back onto my pillow. I'm gonna die of staying awake for longer than 24 hours! I give up. I'll just accept my fate, because my brother is so hyperactive! What would come 下一个 would be 24-hours of misery and lack of sleep! UGH!!!
However, the annoying horseplay suddenly started to fade away as I heard panting, yawning and snoring. At first I was confused, then I looked back at George. At last, he was fast asleep! He just laid there on the floor, snuggling up with Mr. Dinosaur. Aww.... I looked at him with a sweet, innocent look on my face. I sometimes have an urge to tease 或者 bully him, but, being the big sister, I apologize to him for my bullying, and tonight I had to tuck him in his bed.
I slowly climbed down the ladder, making sure not to wake up George. Then when I was down, I gently picked him up from the floor and placed him on the lower bunk. I also gave him Mr. Dinosaur afterwards because he couldn't grip him in sleep. Then, I climbed back up the ladder to my 最佳, 返回页首 bunk and went back to sleep. Sigh, peace and quiet at last...
1 分钟 Later...
xxxxx
Ugh... I was having a traumatic nightmare. I was just playing like the 2-year old I was with not only my best toy, but also my best friend, Mr. Dinosaur. I was enjoying it. But then, this happened. While I was having a 茶 party with him, he suddenly blinked his eyes. I was a bit scared at that, but to be 更多 specific it's not so creepy. I spoke full sentences to him, because recently I am three-years old now.
"Mr. Dinosaur? What's happening to you?"
Then what made me 更多 terrified happened: his arms began to move, his tail began to wag, his eyes blinked more, and he repeatedly opened and closed his jaw. Finally, after about 8 秒 of horror, he suddenly stopped. He stood motionless for a few 更多 creepy seconds.
"Mr..... Dinosaur..... ?"
Then, he suddenly sprang to life! Even 更多 terrifying stuff for me! Moments later, he put his hands on his hips and spawned an irritated look on his face. He then spoke in this sarcastic, contempt tone:
"Ugh! 你 know what, I'm sick and tired of playing with 你 for the past three years, especially when 你 treat me roughly! I hate this place now! I hate 你 now! And I hate everything now! Well, Georgie, bye!"
"Mr. Dinosaur, no! Why would yo-". I tried to convince him of what he was doing, but he rudely cut me off.
"Shut up, pig! 你 can't tell me what to do! I'm leaving to start a new life!"
As he stepped his way out of the door, I was greatly grieved at what I saw. I couldn't believe my 最喜爱的 toy could do this to me! He was my best friend in life! Why?!?! WHY!?!? With loneliness and excruciating dejection, I ran to the couch, helping myself up, and plopped a 枕头 over my head as I cried in deep sorrow, desolation, and despair; my wretched 心 pounding slowly. I've 迷失 my best friend forever...
xxxxx
I suddenly heard distressed whimpering coming from down the bottom bunk. What? Who? I was just having a peaceful 2 分钟 of sleep, but now I get distressed whimpering? I bet if it's George having a bad dream, then I must go check on him. After all, I'm the older sister.
I did, as I climbed down the ladder and stared at my baby bro. Gosh, he sure isn't feeling wonderful; he was just laying there, twitching in anxiety, presumably from a nightmare, and he was still holding his dinosaur. In other words, he was the one making the distressed whimpering. I felt very sorry for him, so I removed the toy from his hands and picked George, cradling him against my shoulder. Then I quietly rocked him back to sleep as I recited a dreamy lullaby, and soon enough, my actions made my brother's whimpers fall away, and he was sleeping as snug as a rug.
Afterwards, I placed him back on his 床, 床上 and gave him the bunny doll, named "Bedtime Rabbit" on the floor. In a quiet, motherly tone I then wished him goodnight and climbed the ladder to return to my bunk, and gently tucked myself in.
The End.