Carver vs. the Luggage-Stealing Man

“Carver vs the Luggage-Stealing Man” The Short Story Created on August 18, 2009

by Malcolm Franokuski © 2009 Malcolm Franokuski

© 2009 Malcolm Franokuski

8:20am 8/18/09

A sence from “The Power of The Butt” EXT. – Carver’s house We see caver sleeping shirtless. He wakes up and pull cover of the sheet. He gets up, walk to the closet door and open it. Carver was surprised, there no clothes.

Carver Great. This is great. Look a job for…well I don’t have a superhero yet but am….uh….

He looked everywhere, until he see his skateboard and his helmt. He turned and smiled. He puts his helmet on his head. He grab his skatebroad and run out of the room.

EXT. –outside Carver is skateboarding in briefs. He then see a black man in a suit carry his luggage. Supscisis, Carver jumped and give him a double kick. The man fall into the ground. Carver stop his skateboard with his feet. The man gets up Man Who are you?

Carver Carver the butt-kicking guy, and you are?

The man cleary thinks a moment and then lost.

Man I don’t know Carver pointed to the luggage the man was holding. The man stare at Carver’s finger Carver What’s inside that luggage?

The man was supprised.

Man Uh….Uh…uh… some school supplies…paper….blinder….and that’s all Carver still stare at him, in a angry questioning way.

Man Okay…some pictures of my friends…..my family….my uh…Hannah Montana

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He tries to tell anything nonsense so that Carver leave him alone, but Carver still look at him. He then notices a white paper from the man’s suit pocket.

Carver Can I have that note, please?

The man give it to him as told. Carver opened up the note. It reads Carver (reading) Your mission is to steal Carver’s clothes without knowing him.

Carver turned to look at him, who is very scared about the scary face Carver is doing. Carver droped the note. He bent down and unzipid the luggage. He opened it, and in it, it was really his clothes the man steal last night. Furious, Carver is getting ready for a battle like a cowboy in a Wild Wild West movie. But the man was scared.

Man Uh thanks but no thanks. I think I will go ahead and run.

Like he did right now. Carver step on his skatebroad and chase him in it. The man still running and starting to notice Carver is right behind him. Still, he keep running. He grab a large converision stand, without permission, to block.

Man Sorry.

Carver (?) did a skatebroad jump over the stand. Unfornatley for the man, who is still running, it didn’t work. And the chase continues. The man see a couple of water bottles. He stop and pour all of the water bottles on the ground and keep running. Carver was still skateboarding and go directly into the water. It didn’t work for the man. Carver see a shortcut far away while still skateboarding. While that, Carver started to think Carver (to himself) If he turns right around to the sidewalk if he was about to pass the garbage tunnel. (smile himself) I’m so genius.

As the shortcut gets closer, and closer, Carver went to it. It was a little bit dark and stinky. He fan himself Carver EWW! It smells like somebody farted in here!

Then slowly a light comes at the end of it. Carver skateboard real fast, as the light gets bright and brighter. He almost goes into that fresh air as he stopped skateboarding. He take a deep breath.

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Carver Fresh air. But nothing can stop me from stopping his butt!

Meanwhile, the man was frustrated because of the high speed traffic and the fact the ‘Walk, don’t Walk’ sign has a 1 minute mark.

Man Oh Great! This is Great! Fifty seconds to wait to walk?!

He looked back, at this moment no one is chasing. The man was a little bit happy.

Man at the plus side, that boy stopped chasing me.

He then half frowned and half worried and looked at the right.

Man (started running) Oh I just run again to the right to see what happens.

The man was running and running. Until we see Carver in skateboard, stopped, put his hand on it, stretch his arms, and put his other hand as signal to stop. He was in an angry mode, right now. While that, the man tries to stop himself. We still zooming to Carver, in the man’s eyes. The man tries to stop but still no use. We see a close-up of Carver’s face, who still angry, we turned bottom-left to see a closeup of his stop hand. The man suddlenly stopped right in front of Carver. Carver put his hand on his hips, waiting for him to give him the luggage.

Carver Excuse Me. Mr. Try-To-Get-Run-Away-From-Me, Would please give me the luggage.

Man No. Carver Why?!

Man Um…because…I…like….them.

Carver Tell you what, I give you twenty dollars for that luggage.

Man What about twenty-hundred dollars?

Carver thinks about for a moment. Then

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Carver So I’ll give you 2,000 dollars.

Man Uh…Yeah…Where is it? You don’t seem to have money.

Carver And why is that for a reason?

Man Because you only wearing a brief, have a helmet on your head, and you have a skateboard on your hand.

Carver Oh. Carver turned to stick his butt up to the man and pointed to it, while that he continued talking.

Carver But I have 2,000 dollars on my butt! Don’t you think?

Man Uh…Yes…you do…on your bottom.

Carver Yep. We see a close-up on Carver’s butt and hear a loud long farting sound from Carver. The man digust himself Man Okay….give me the money.

Carver I’ll give you the money if you give me the luggage.

Man But not until…

Carver (interrupted) Luggage Or NO MONEY! Man Alright..then He give him the luggage.

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Carver Thank you and now I’ll give you the money.

Carver turned back. He was almost going put his hands in the brief, but instead of giving the money, he gives the man a powerful butt bump (jump backwards and attack using his butt) that sends him way way flying. Carver gets on his skateboard with the luggage that the man just give it to him, on his hand. As well as the money that Carver decided to keep them to himself.

Carver See you later! Sucker!

He begin skateboard real fast. He did a couple of his skateboarding moves.

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