Disclaimer: The Magnificent Seven belong to MGM, Trilogy,etc. The Mad-lib used
in this story was taken from a madlib site (I'm afraid I lost the link and haven't been able
to find it again despite my searches. So if anyone finds out where this if from, please let me know)
Note: This was originally written for some friends. I've changed the names to post it here.
This is really my take on how to get the guys to do a mad-lib and what their answers would be.
Universe: ATF
Characters: Seven, OC's
Rating: FRC - Fan Rated Suitable For Children
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Passing Time In Traffic Jams
By MMW
“I don’t care,” Abby said crossly as she inched the van forward in the heavy traffic. “You’re the ones that chose Honey and I to come along to this meeting. I'm driving in this nightmare, Honey just had her birthday, mine’s coming up and, you said we could choose what we want to do to entertain ourselves. This is what we chose,” she finished defiantly.
“You said it, Abby,” Honey agreed, glaring back at the seven men and daring them to contradict either of them. “Now get your pens and papers ready. I’ll ask you for a part of speech and you write down your answer.” Watching as the men did so, she continued, “Just as a review: a noun is a person, place, thing, emotion or idea, such as football, traffic or frustration; a verb is a word describing an action or state of being, such as drive, write or complain; an adjective is a word that describes a noun, pronoun or other adjective, such as wondrous, tight or aggravating; an adverb is a word usually ending in –ly that modifies or describes a verb, adjective or other adverb. Got it?” Not giving them a chance to answer she simply pushed ahead, letting her frustration get the better of her. “Good,” she said. “First, write down a verb, past tense. That would be an action or state of being that has happened in the past.” Seeing everyone finish writing, she decided she’d just keep going and pause in between each request. She instructed, “Now give me: an adjective; a noun; an adjective; a plural noun; an adverb; a family relation; a verb; a noun; a noun; a noun; an adjective; a verb; a noun; a plural noun; a verb, past tense; an article of clothing; a noun and finally, an emotional state.”
Seeing everyone finish Honey collected the answers and began filling in the blanks as Abby explained, “Honey’s going to fill in the blanks in the story with the words you provided. She’ll then read each of your mad-libs out loud.”
“OK,” Honey said, “here they are.”
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Buck’s Mad Lib:
The Story of Little Red Beautiful Hood Once upon a skirt, there lived a sweet girl called “Little Red Beautiful hood. Little Red Beautiful hood just loved to kiss in the forest. One day, her mother called to her and said, “Little Red Beautiful hood, would you please bring this basket of darlings to your soft grandmother in the woods?” Little Red Beautiful Hood started off down the perfume, but on the way she met a big bad woman. “Where are you going?” the woman asked her. “Oh,” she replied, “I am going to bring these darlings to my grandmother, so that she will become less soft!” The woman quickly ran down the perfume to grandma’s house and when he got there he dated her in one gulp! He quickly put on her bra and got into the bed. When Little Red Beautiful hood walked in, she was satisfied see the woman in grandma’s bed. “Why grandma!” she said. “What big flowers you have!” “The better to woo you with, my dear!” he yelled and jumped out of the bed. Luckily, at that very moment a handsome blouse happened to be walking along the perfume and heard Little Red Beautiful Hood fighting with the woman. He loved the door down, then smacked the woman with his own bra. The woman begged for mercy and ran away. Then Little Red Beautiful Hood and the blouse shared some darlings, and lived gently every after.
Chris’ Mad Lib:
Once upon a gun, there lived an angry girl called “Little Red Quiet hood. Little Red Quiet hood just loved to lead in the forest. One day, her son called to her and said, “Little Red Quiet hood, would you please bring this basket of papers to your black grandmother in the woods?” Little Red Quiet Hood started off down the hat, but on the way she met a big bad pen. “Where are you going?” the pen asked her. “Oh,” she replied, “I am going to bring these papers to my grandmother, so that she will become less black!” The pen quickly ran down the hat to grandma’s house and when he got there he hated her in one gulp! He quickly put on her shirt and got into the table. When Little Red Quiet hood walked in, she was numb see the pen in grandma’s table. “Why grandma!” she said. “What big mountains you have!” “The better to relax you with, my dear!” he yelled and jumped out of the table. Luckily, at that very moment a handsome ranch happened to be walking along the hat and heard Little Red Quiet Hood fighting with the pen. He loved the door down, then smacked the pen with his own horse. The pen begged for mercy and ran away. Then Little Red Quiet Hood and the ranch shared some papers, and lived reluctantly every after.
Ezra’s Mad Lib:
Once upon a Chance, there lived a diminuitive girl called “Little Red Inane hood. Little Red Inane hood just loved to sample in the forest. One day, her mother called to her and said, “Little Red Inane hood, would you please bring this basket of lattes to your superfluous grandmother in the woods?” Little Red Inane Hood started off down the fountain pen, but on the way she met a big bad conundrum. “Where are you going?” the conundrum asked her. “Oh,” she replied, “I am going to bring these lattes to my grandmother, so that she will become less superfluous!” The conundrum quickly ran down the fountain pen to grandma’s house and when he got there he excelled her in one gulp! He quickly put on her suit coat and got into the success. When Little Red Inane hood walked in, she was content see the conundrum in grandma’s success. “Why grandma!” she said. “What big intentions you have!” “The better to obviate you with, my dear!” he yelled and jumped out of the success. Luckily, at that very moment a handsome vacation happened to be walking along the fountain pen and heard Little Red Inane Hood fighting with the conundrum. He enjoyed the door down, then smacked the conundrum with his own card. The conundrum begged for mercy and ran away. Then Little Red Inane Hood and the vacation shared some lattes, and lived undoubtedly every after.
JD’s Mad Lib:
Once upon a USB port, there lived a sweet girl called “Little Red Compressed hood. Little Red Compressed hood just loved to upload in the forest. One day, her brother called to her and said, “Little Red Compressed hood, would you please bring this basket of programs to your cool grandmother in the woods?” Little Red Compressed Hood started off down the floppy, but on the way she met a big bad harddrive. “Where are you going?” the harddrive asked her. “Oh,” she replied, “I am going to bring these programs to my grandmother, so that she will become less cool!” The harddrive quickly ran down the floppy to grandma’s house and when he got there he downloaded her in one gulp! He quickly put on her pants and got into the mouse. When Little Red Compressed hood walked in, she was excited see the harddrive in grandma’s mouse. “Why grandma!” she said. “What big bytes you have!” “The better to save you with, my dear!” he yelled and jumped out of the mouse. Luckily, at that very moment a handsome modem happened to be walking along the floppy and heard Little Red Compressed Hood fighting with the harddrive. He hacked the door down, then smacked the harddrive with his own motherboard. The harddrive begged for mercy and ran away. Then Little Red Compressed Hood and the modem shared some programs, and lived swiftly every after.
Josiah’s Mad Lib:
Once upon a peace, there lived a wise girl called “Little Red Faithful hood. Little Red Faithful hood just loved to contemplate in the forest. One day, her brother called to her and said, “Little Red Faithful hood, would you please bring this basket of philosophies to your reflective grandmother in the woods?” Little Red Faithful Hood started off down the idea, but on the way she met a big bad crow. “Where are you going?” the crow asked her. “Oh,” she replied, “I am going to bring these philosophies to my grandmother, so that she will become less reflective!” The crow quickly ran down the idea to grandma’s house and when he got there he ruminated her in one gulp! He quickly put on her shirt and got into the love. When Little Red Faithful hood walked in, she was peace see the crow in grandma’s love. “Why grandma!” she said. “What big beliefs you have!” “The better to fulfill you with, my dear!” he yelled and jumped out of the love. Luckily, at that very moment a handsome tranquility happened to be walking along the idea and heard Little Red Faithful Hood fighting with the crow. He forgave the door down, then smacked the crow with his own emotion. The crow begged for mercy and ran away. Then Little Red Faithful Hood and the tranquility shared some philosophies, and lived deeply every after.
Nathan’s Mad Lib:
Once upon a book, there lived a beautiful girl called “Little Red Troublesome hood. Little Red Troublesome hood just loved to prepare in the forest. One day, her father called to her and said, “Little Red Troublesome hood, would you please bring this basket of laws to your complete grandmother in the woods?” Little Red Troublesome Hood started off down the car, but on the way she met a big bad report. “Where are you going?” the report asked her. “Oh,” she replied, “I am going to bring these laws to my grandmother, so that she will become less complete!” The report quickly prepared down the car to grandma’s house and when he got there he healed her in one gulp! He quickly put on her shirt and got into the trouble. When Little Red Troublesome hood walked in, she was happy see the report in grandma’s trouble. “Why grandma!” she said. What big interludes you have!” “The better to rest you with, my dear!” he yelled and jumped out of the trouble. Luckily, at that very moment a handsome dinner happened to be walking along the car and heard Little Red Troublesome Hood fighting with the report. He succeeded the door down, then smacked the report with his own home. The report begged for mercy and prepared away. Then Little Red Troublesome Hood and the dinner shared some laws, and lived faithfully every after.
Vin’s Mad Lib:
Once upon a word, there lived a brown girl called “Little Red Quiet hood. Little Red Quiet hood just loved to run in the forest. One day, her mother called to her and said, “Little Red Quiet hood, would you please bring this basket of guns to your blue grandmother in the woods?” Little Red Quiet Hood started off down the saddle, but on the way she met a big bad horse. “Where are you going?” the horse asked her. “Oh,” she replied, “I am going to bring these guns to my grandmother, so that she will become less blue!” The horse quickly ran down the saddle to grandma’s house and when he got there he rode her in one gulp! He quickly put on her boots and got into the reins. When Little Red Quiet hood walked in, she was content see the horse in grandma’s reins. “Why grandma!” she said. “What big targets you have!” “The better to drive you with, my dear!” he yelled and jumped out of the reins. Luckily, at that very moment a handsome rifle happened to be walking along the saddle and heard Little Red Quiet Hood fighting with the horse. He shot the door down, then smacked the horse with his own bullet. The horse begged for mercy and run away. Then Little Red Quiet Hood and the rifle shared some guns, and lived quickly every after. |
After the laughter in the car died down and the men finished wiping away their tears of mirth, Abby glanced at the men and asked, “Still think it’s stupid?”
She was met with a chorus of no’s. Exchanging a look with Honey, the two women smiled and Honey flipped to a new one. “Good,” Honey said, “because I have another one.”
The End
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