"Where are the skeletons?" a little girl with a knife asked.

"You shouldn't look for skeletons," an innocent-looking girl said.

"Why? You can't eat them if they're only bones," a boy eating ice cream said.

"Living skeletons are just stories. They don't exist in the real world," a kid with glasses said.

"I don't know," a pale kid said.

"Let's go look for the skeletons," the little girl said.

The little girl and her friends went to the farm. They couldn't find any skeletons, but they saw an UFO drawing indecent images on the grass.

"Mister alien," the little girl asked, "do you know where are the skeletons?"

"I can only answer you in exchange of something," the alien answered.

"Mister alien, what do you want?"

"One of your friends will be fine."

The little girl looked at her white-haired friend.

"Just because my hair is white doesn't mean I'm a rare specimen," the albino kid protested.

The little girl pushed the knife on the back of her white-haired friend. "He has the rarest hair you can find."

The albino kid walked forward while crying.

"Mister alien, where are the skeletons?"

"You will find them in the cemetery," the alien said. He abducted the kid and left to another planet.

The little girl and her friends went to the cemetery. They couldn't find any skeletons, but they saw the zombies having an after-party.

"Mister zombies," the little girl asked, "do you know where are the skeletons?"

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"Grooooar grooooar," a zombie answered.

"Mister zombie, what do you want?"

"Grooooar." The zombie pointed at a kid.

The little girl looked at her intelligent friend.

"I refuse to accept that a zombie could possibly know where to find skeletons. He can't even speak our language," the smart kid protested.

The little girl pushed the knife on the back of her intelligent friend. "He has the biggest brain you can find."

The smart kid walked forward while crying.

"Mister zombie, where are the skeletons?"

"Grooooar." The zombie pointed at a castle. They feasted upon the kid and went back to dance.

The little girl and her friends went to the castle. They couldn't find any skeletons, but they saw a vampire playing video games.

"Mister vampire," the little girl asked, "do you know where are the skeletons?"

"I can only answer you in exchange of something," the vampire answered.

"Mister vampire, what do you want?"

"One of your friends will be fine."

The little girl looked at her fat friend.

"I like dinner, but I don't want to be the dinner," the plump boy protested.

The little girl pushed the knife on the back of her fat friend. "He has the most blood you can find."

The plump boy walked forward while crying.

"Mister vampire, where are the skeletons?"

"You will find them in hell," the vampire said. The vampire bit the boy's neck and opened a portal.

The little girl and her friend went to hell. They couldn't find any skeletons, but they saw a demon forcing souls to watch Boku no Pico.

"Mister demon," the little girl asked, "do you know where are the skeletons?"

"I can only answer you in exchange of something," the demon answered.

"Mister demon, what do you want?"

"Your friend will be fine."

The little girl looked at her last friend.

"You shouldn't trust demons," the pure girl protested.

The little girl pushed the knife on the back of her last friend. "She has the purest soul you can find."

The pure girl walked forward while crying.

"Mister demon, where are the skeletons?"

"The skeleton is inside you," the demon said. He destroyed the physical body of the girl and absorbed her pure soul.

Finally, the little girl had an answer. She took her knife and cut all the flesh off her body. When she opened her now empty sockets, she saw herself as an skeleton.

"It was inside me all along." She smiled.

The little girl became a knife-wielding skeleton and lived happily until the heath death of the universe.

The End.