A/N: If you haven't read Three Weeks, I recommend you read it first before
this one.
An hour after the handshake...
Hamtaro was recalling what had happened an hour ago. Boss had shaken Mike's paw just because he didn't want to watch the Ham-Hams meet their doom. Hamtaro was in a cell with Oxnard. Oxnard hadn't spoken a word to him the whole time Hamtaro has seen him. He could tell Oxnard was as scared as he was.
Hamtaro remembered that in his mind that he had told Boss to do it and think of the saying 'Each Ham for themselves.' He even wondered if he had heard his thought and followed it. Hamtaro was hoping the rest of the Ham-Hams were OK. He started to wonder what each of them were doing. Hamtaro didn't want to imagine what Boss was doing...
With Boss...
Boss was admiring his new room. He hadn't seen anything so beautiful since ever. "I just wish I had my shovel," Boss mumbled. "Then I'd be happy forever. If it were here, I'd tell it my adventures. I wonder how I got Hamtaro's thought in my head."
He started to wonder what had happened when Mike came in. "You like it?" he asked immediately. Boss nodded and said, "I'd just like my shovel." "Uh huh," Mike mumbled. "Where would it be?" "Near the wall in my old room back at the clubhouse," he replied. "Yes...right," Mike muttered. "You wanna know what?" "What?" Boss asked. "My plan's getting off the ground. It's almost ready," he remarked. "Really?" he asked. "Yes, it is," Mike replied.
Boss knew what Mike had come to ask him before he said it. "You wanna see it?" Mike inquired. "Sure," he lied. Boss didn't want to see some machine that would make Mike the world's dictator. And he didn't want to see a killing machine either.
He followed Mike to his Lamborghini. "It's at a different place?" Boss asked. "Sure is," Mike replied. "Stella's over there right now with my friend Will." "Who's Will?" he queried. "Just a friend of mine," Mike retorted.
They drove to a big laboratory that was in the human town. "Why are we here?" Boss inquired. "This is where Will is," Mike replied. Boss followed Mike inside a hamster-sized door. Inside the laboratory was lots of chemicals that were mixed to make different chemicals. There were pieces of machinery that were just broken parts on long tables. There was a large human door that led to a different part of the place. And in the middle of the room was Stella being stroked on the head by a male human in a long, white coat with lots of pockets. He had curly black hair and he was the tallest human he'd ever seen before.
"That's Will," Mike retorted. Boss looked at the scientist. By the look in Will's eyes he could tell he was a mad scientist. "It's complete," Will said in a booming voice. "You've got to see it," Stella said. "It's a genius's work."
An hour after the handshake...
Hamtaro was recalling what had happened an hour ago. Boss had shaken Mike's paw just because he didn't want to watch the Ham-Hams meet their doom. Hamtaro was in a cell with Oxnard. Oxnard hadn't spoken a word to him the whole time Hamtaro has seen him. He could tell Oxnard was as scared as he was.
Hamtaro remembered that in his mind that he had told Boss to do it and think of the saying 'Each Ham for themselves.' He even wondered if he had heard his thought and followed it. Hamtaro was hoping the rest of the Ham-Hams were OK. He started to wonder what each of them were doing. Hamtaro didn't want to imagine what Boss was doing...
With Boss...
Boss was admiring his new room. He hadn't seen anything so beautiful since ever. "I just wish I had my shovel," Boss mumbled. "Then I'd be happy forever. If it were here, I'd tell it my adventures. I wonder how I got Hamtaro's thought in my head."
He started to wonder what had happened when Mike came in. "You like it?" he asked immediately. Boss nodded and said, "I'd just like my shovel." "Uh huh," Mike mumbled. "Where would it be?" "Near the wall in my old room back at the clubhouse," he replied. "Yes...right," Mike muttered. "You wanna know what?" "What?" Boss asked. "My plan's getting off the ground. It's almost ready," he remarked. "Really?" he asked. "Yes, it is," Mike replied.
Boss knew what Mike had come to ask him before he said it. "You wanna see it?" Mike inquired. "Sure," he lied. Boss didn't want to see some machine that would make Mike the world's dictator. And he didn't want to see a killing machine either.
He followed Mike to his Lamborghini. "It's at a different place?" Boss asked. "Sure is," Mike replied. "Stella's over there right now with my friend Will." "Who's Will?" he queried. "Just a friend of mine," Mike retorted.
They drove to a big laboratory that was in the human town. "Why are we here?" Boss inquired. "This is where Will is," Mike replied. Boss followed Mike inside a hamster-sized door. Inside the laboratory was lots of chemicals that were mixed to make different chemicals. There were pieces of machinery that were just broken parts on long tables. There was a large human door that led to a different part of the place. And in the middle of the room was Stella being stroked on the head by a male human in a long, white coat with lots of pockets. He had curly black hair and he was the tallest human he'd ever seen before.
"That's Will," Mike retorted. Boss looked at the scientist. By the look in Will's eyes he could tell he was a mad scientist. "It's complete," Will said in a booming voice. "You've got to see it," Stella said. "It's a genius's work."