Gremlins: Earthlings

Pals of Buffalo, sports-writers, are gifted a magical-creature (pet) for whom unheeded advice yields a requirement for incomplete-readings of heroics/destiny.

A bright fanfiction of Gremlins (Joe Dante). Thanks for reading, 

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AMLAN: This Chinese sage at the Buffalo-eatery gave me a Gremlin named Gizmo.

RAKI: What's it?

AMLAN: An ancient-miniature creature-pet friend; we're to care for it and heed an omen!

RAKI: What's it?

AMLAN: Pal, we're never-ever to feed it outside the noon-midnight time-zone (omen).

RAKI: Facebook like.

Amlan and Raki, pals from Dartmouth, had a new Buffalo-NY townhouse to share their studio-endeavor of sports-culture writing for the American Homeland before Amlan was 'gifted' a special 'Gremlin' creature-pet being named Gizmo for which they were told to never (ever!) feed it outside the noon-midnight time-frame, but Raki was about to make a 'critical' error that would require both of them to make an incomplete-distances readings for holiday-season sportsmanship intuition, for the sake of Buffalo/wings.

AMLAN: Isn't it a doll?
RAKI: We got to show-and-tell Gizmo for chicks, pal.

AMLAN: Buffalo ladies who love football and Gremlins (Earthlings).

RAKI: Hey look, I fed Gizmo at 11am last week, sorry.

AMLAN: You what?

RAKI: It can't be that bad of an error, Amlan; it was just once, and nothing happened!

AMLAN: Nothing yet...it's still cute and a babe-magnet for Buffalo for us (ok).

Poor Raki fed the Gremlin at 11am, outside that advised noon-midnight frame and while nothing happened right-away, after 'Gizmo' chowed-down some zesty tiny-bites of Raki's specialty, chicken-pie Buffalo-Xmas friendly. However, two weeks later, Gizmo multiplied into two Gremlins, and the 2nd one, wanted a heck of a lot of chicken-pie, forcing Raki to cook a lot suddenly in that New York townhouse kitchen of his (damn).

AMLAN: I told you we screwed this.

RAKI: The 2nd Gremlin's mutated into an evil troll, Amlan!

AMLAN: You said it; I've named it Spike.

RAKI: Where the hell is it?

AMLAN: It scurried into the mall while I was chasing it (Spike).

RAKI: You claim it's scared of water-guns?

AMLAN: Something about nonviolence and eco-playground toys, I guess.

RAKI: Well, it's a water-gun mall-hunt for Buffalo-Xmas.

AMLAN: Hopefully Facebook like (let's go).

The two heroes did what they had to do to make amends for their gross-anatomy error of failing to meet the noon-midnight time-frame for feeding of the Gremlin(s). Spike had to be cornered and caged after some nifty/acrobatic mall-chase by Amlan/Raki, pals from Dartmouth who now found themselves using sportsmanlike-acumen with water-gun theatrics to make the right spiritual rescue for the shoppers that Xmas-season of incomplete-distances readings for life-drawn ghost-magic (hmmm).

CHINESE-SAGE: Lucky to have close-tied that hell-knot you found yourselves dealing, eh?

AMLAN/RAKI: All's fare-rich and ends well with good heroics, friend (no?).

CHINESE-SAGE: Well, at least Gizmo (and this Spike) are back with me, as wise, good.

AMLAN/RAKI: Look, we're really sorry...we (actually) came to really love the Gremlin.

CHINESE-SAGE: Fortune and magic are not to be confused with toy-doubt, for a Gremlin.

AMLAN/RAKI: Hey, you've a Merry-Xmas for Buffalo/wings, sir.

CHINESE-SAGE: You too (good/farewell).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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