My Chuck E Cheese Story.

I am 6 years old and playing the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle game on my blue Kindle. I was about to get my high score when my parents came in and asked me if I wanted to do something fun. Enraged that they distracted me from getting a new high score, I started flaming them. After a few moments, I ask, "What are we going to do?". My mother had a weird grin on her face as she said "Basix, let's go to Chuck E Cheese!" Confused, I asked them what this was. They both said "It'll be a surprise. Get in the car." I was excited, so I left my Kindle at home and got in the car without my Ninja Turtle game. The drive takes about 15 minutes, on a super bumpy road. We get there, and... wow. There are prizes all along the walls, stacked super high. There are arcade games everywhere, a pizza buffet, some weird mouse guy walking around, and everything else. I get this weird mark on my wrist, that seems to be invisible. My parents pay for the experience, without me realizing, since I'm in awe looking around. My parents give me a card and say "Use this to swipe into games. And don't lose it! You have 2 hours." In excitement, I rush off to my first game. I swipe my card, and try to shoot water into a tiny hole, failing miserably. 2 tickets come out of the machine, and I put it in my pocket. And then it hits me. I use these tickets to win prizes!!! I quickly go back to the front, to check out the prizes. And then I see it. The most beautiful ball I've ever seen, with bright purple and lime green on the top. It says that I need 2000 tickets for this, so I run as fast I can to the next game. I spin the wheel, and I almost get the super bonus, but land on 3 tickets. I go shoot basketball for a little bit and win 7 tickets. I go over to the coin slot game and win a nice 30 tickets! I go to the monster ball game, drop the ball, and finally win the bonus!!! 350 tickets! I was at about 500 tickets in 30 minutes, perfectly on pace for the majestic big ball on the top shelf. I keep going, cycling between games, when an announcement comes over the loudspeaker. "It's 2:00, so you know what that means!" But I didn't know what it meant. Until the weird mouse guy started throwing tickets on the floor for everyone to grab! I started sprinting and following the weird mouse around, collecting as many tickets as I possibly could. When he left, I knew I had less than an hour to get as much tickets as possible. I looked at the ride and knew it would take too much time to ride, and that there were no tickets. I went back to the monster game, and dropped a few balls, barely winning any tickets. I tried knocking down the clowns but wasn't amazing at that either. Before I knew it, I had about 10 minutes left. I played basketball one last time, spun the wheel desperately hoping for a super bonus, and actually won! 250 came out of the machine, and I was sure it was enough to get my ball. I play a few more games, and it was time to count all of my tickets. I whip out my bag and start putting all of my tickets in the machine for counting. This process took about 10 minutes, and in 1800, I was confident that I had gotten 2000. When the final count ended, the machine read "1999".  I was too devastated to click "print". It didn't help that my dad had made a joke saying, "Maybe you should've rode the ride after all, hehe". Good one. But then I just ran. I looked around every machine, looking for tickets that people may have left behind, and I started asking every kid for 1 ticket. Nobody seemed very generous and seemed creeped out and overwhelmed at my screaming. And I couldn't find any tickets, either. So, we went up to the prize table and asked the employee, Dwight, for an exception. he said I couldn't get the majestic big ball, but that I could buy anything on the lower shelf. The. Lower. Shelf. I started cry-creaming at this point. I settled on 19 watermelon air heads and a silly spinning top. It was a quiet ride home, and if it hadn't been for the tasty watermelon air heads, I would've considered the time wasted. But that's just the beginning. 

I remembered this a few weeks ago, as I was reminded of it due to my little cousin. I remembered how heartbroken I was not to win the majestic big ball. And it was just last week that I decided to get my revenge. I got an uber at 7:00 and waited outside of the doors of Chuck E Cheese until it opened at 8:00. When the doors finally opened, I got many weird looks as I walked in. I wasn't sure why. I walked in and paid an insane amount of money for 2 hours of playing, like I did 8 years ago. I didn't care about the $30 I had spent. I wanted my majestic big ball, at whatever costs. I started sprinting from machine to machine, getting small ticket amounts frequently. I kept cheating at the milk jug game, bending over the machine and plopping them in, getting huge ticket amounts. I had gotten so many tickets in just an hour, and I was sure that I had already gotten my 2000 tickets. But then the mouse guy came at the top of the hour. "It's the top of the hour, so you know what that means!". And I did know what he meant. I sprinted faster than I ever had before, grabbing as many tickets as I possibly could and diving on the floor to get them. I was very considerate, and even gave a few to the nearby children. Ugh, I wish I did. I ran to machine to machine, continuing to get tickets, just to show everyone. People were chanting my name as I got bonus after bonus. The mouse gave me a high five, and I took a picture with me. When the finally few minutes hit, I spun the wheel once more. I got 3 tickets. Oh well. I went to count up my tickets with the machine. It took around 30 minutes to count them, and I ended up with about 5400. I printed my ticket and went to get my ball. But then I saw something. The name tag. "Dwight". And I knew it was him. I said, "Remember when I had 1999 tickets, and you wouldn't let me get the majestic big ball?" And he remembered. I presented my ticket and pointed to the ball I wanted. He aired it up for me and gave me it. I did my best not to cry, but I couldn't help it. I held the ball tightly in my hands. he asked if I wanted anything else with my 3400 extra tickets, but I was so happy. I said, "Keep the change you filthy animal" and walked out. People cheered for my, chanting "Basix, Basix, Basix" as I walked out. I took the uber home, super excited to play with my ball. He dropped my off, and I grabbed my ball and headed inside. And... that's where tragedy struck. I dropped the ball in the grass, causing the ball to pop. I thought my life was over. I looked down at the ball in awe, seeing it gone. It was flat, and there was no way I would be able to patch the hole. I gave up on my life after last week. I've been lying in bed cry-creaming thinking of my majestic big ball. Maybe I'll have to drop by ands get my sweet revenge once again. Maybe. But for now, I'll savor my watermelon air heads I bought from the store. Much cheaper than Chuck E Cheese Air head prices, I should add. 

If you've made it this far, you have no idea how much I appreciate you. I hope you enjoyed a laugh and enjoyed this reading. thanks so much for the support, everyone.

on the top. It says that I need 2000 tickets for this, so I run as fast I can to the next game. I spin the wheel, and I almost get the super bonus, but land on 3 tickets. I go shoot basketball for a little bit and win 7 tickets. I go over to the coin slot game and win a nice 30 tickets! I go to the monster ball game, drop the ball, and finally win the bonus!!! 350 tickets! I was at about 500 tickets in 30 minutes, perfectly on pace for the majestic big ball on the top shelf. I keep going, cycling between games, when an announcement comes over the loudspeaker. "It's 2:00, so you know what that means!" But I didn't know what it meant. Until the weird mouse guy started throwing tickets on the floor for everyone to grab! I started sprinting and following the weird mouse around, collecting as many tickets as I possibly could. When he left, I knew I had less than an hour to get as much tickets as possible. I looked at the ride and knew it

Ain’t reading allat

(jk I did)

would take too much time to ride, and that there were no tickets. I went back to the monster game, and dropped a few balls, barely winning any tickets. I tried knocking down the clowns but wasn't amazing at that either. Before I knew it, I had about 10 minutes left. I played basketball one last time, spun the wheel desperately hoping for a super bonus, and actually won! 250 came out of the machine, and I was sure it was enough to get my ball. I play a few more games, and it was time to count all of my tickets. I whip out my bag and start putting all of my tickets in the machine for counting. This process took about 10 minutes, and in 1800, I was confident that I had gotten 2000. When the final count ended, the machine read "1999". I was too devastated to click "print". It didn't help that my dad had made a joke saying, "Maybe you should've rode the ride after all, hehe". Good one. But then I just ran. I looked around

every machine, looking for tickets that people may have left behind, and I started asking every kid for 1 ticket. Nobody seemed very generous and seemed creeped out and overwhelmed at my screaming. And I couldn't find any tickets, either. So, we went up to the prize table and asked the employee, Dwight, for an exception. he said I couldn't get the majestic big ball, but that I could buy anything on the lower shelf. The. Lower. Shelf. I started cry-creaming at this point. I settled on 19 watermelon air heads and a silly spinning top. It was a quiet ride home, and if it hadn't been for the tasty watermelon air heads, I would've considered the time wasted. But that's just the beginning.

I remembered this a few weeks ago, as I was reminded of it due to my little cousin. I remembered how heartbroken I was not to win the majestic big ball. And it was just last week that I decided to get my revenge. I got an uber at 7:00 and waited outside of the doors of Chuck E Cheese until it opened at 8:00. When the doors finally opened, I got many weird looks as I walked in. I wasn't sure why. I walked in and paid an insane amount of money for 2 hours of playing, like I did 8 years ago. I didn't care about the $30 I had spent. I wanted my majestic big ball, at whatever costs. I started sprinting from machine to machine, getting small ticket amounts frequently. I kept cheating at the milk jug game, bending over the machine and plopping them in, getting huge ticket amounts. I had gotten so many tickets in just an hour, and I was sure that I had already gotten my 2000 tickets. But then the mouse guy came at the top of the hour. "It's the top of the hour, so you know what that means!". And I did know what he meant. I sprinted faster than I ever had before, grabbing as many tickets as I

WHY DID YOU GO AFTER CHUCK.E.CHEESE FOR TICKETS YOU CAN GET ~300 PER MINUTE WITH THE RING TOSS BY CHEATING IT LOL-

Also, amazing creative writing. It was odd, but cool. Is this for a school project?

possibly could and diving on the floor to get them. I was very considerate, and even gave a few to the nearby children. Ugh, I wish I did. I ran to machine to machine, continuing to get tickets, just to show everyone. People were chanting my name as I got bonus after bonus. The mouse gave me a high five, and I took a picture with me. When the finally few minutes hit, I spun the wheel once more. I got 3 tickets. Oh well. I went to count up my tickets with the machine. It took around 30 minutes to count them, and I ended up with about 5400. I printed my ticket and went to get my ball. But then I saw something. The name tag. "Dwight". And I knew it was him. I said, "Remember when I had 1999 tickets, and you wouldn't let me get the majestic big ball?" And he remembered. I presented my ticket and pointed to the ball I wanted. He aired it up for me and gave me it. I did my best not to cry, but I couldn't help it. I held the ball tightly in my hands. he asked if I wanted anything else with my 3400 extra tickets, but I was so happy. I said, "Keep the change you filthy animal" and walked out. People cheered for my, chanting "Basix, Basix, Basix" as

Gosh damn that was the funniest thing I've read this morning lmao

I used to work at a chuck e cheese, when we ran the ticket counter, we were supposed to tear up the paper vouchers from the machine that counts tickets. but they're not uniquely identified so I pocketed a bunch of them over the course of the two years I worked there, then when I quit, I went to another chuck e cheese across town with roughly 120k tickets and went on a shopping spree. and yes, I did get the lava lamp.

I walked out. I took the uber home, super excited to play with my ball. He dropped my off, and I grabbed my ball and headed inside. And... that's where tragedy struck. I dropped the ball in the grass, causing the ball to pop. I thought my life was over. I looked down at the ball in awe, seeing it gone. It was flat, and there was no way I would be able to patch the hole. I gave up on my life after last week. I've been lying in bed cry-creaming thinking of my majestic big ball. Maybe I'll have to drop by ands get my sweet revenge once again. Maybe. But for now, I'll savor my watermelon air heads I bought from the store. Much cheaper than Chuck E Cheese Air head prices, I should add.

If you've made it this far, you have no idea how much I appreciate you. I hope you enjoyed a laugh and enjoyed this reading. thanks so much for the support, everyone.

There we go. All copy and pasted for app users.

I’m gonna make one tomorrow

"We ride the bear into a local Chuck.E.Cheese. DANCE. DANCE. REVOLUTION.

REVOLUTION?!?! OVERTHROW THE GOVERNMENT?!?! Uh... I think so!"

nice

Lmaooooooooo, that's genius.

Thank you, thank you.

You've shown us... your ultimate dance... thank you very much... I can't stop crying.... buckets of tears...

Nothing for school, I just write something crazy that's decently funny for an otf post. Nothing amazing, but better than all other threads.

Hia basix, a true tragedy