Terribly Awful Nightmares and the Menacing Alder Nano
TAN MAN
A Prologue- Begin Youth Blasts!
Ryan yelled in blind indignation as he drop-kicked Nick in the face. Nick gagged on something and fell over. Then Ryan made a death growl and landed on Nick's back.
"Ur is fail, Tardoni!" Ryan cried, foaming at the mouth.
"Ryan, chill out," Cody muttered, hiding his face is his hands.
The assembly of girl scouts stared at Ryan and Nick in awe. Either that, or in disgust.
"Now you all owe us twenty bucks," Ryan said, "However it is possible to exchange your fee for a year's supplies of cookies."
The girl scouts scowled at the boys and toddled off down the streets of Glyph City. The three of the famous/infamous Pood Septuplets were collecting money by sparring on the side of the road. However, for these boys, money isn't part of the living curriculum, so it was pointless, as Matty would say.
Speaking of Matt, he was maxing and relaxing back at The Pad. See, he felt no need to participate in what's pointless. So he wouldn't take part in most group 'activities'. However, his power slowly increasing, he was the most competent…when it comes to 'business'.
Andrew, Zach, and Joseph were on the other side of Glyph City (Which is the capitol of Habaro, by the way) collecting money as well. But they weren't sparring for it, as much as Joseph wished. Instead, Zach was doing his new trademark move, the pen spin. The massive audience gasped every time he made a successful spin, which was all the time. As in they got a lot of money…
Mio, Ocifer, and Minh were at the mall, allowing Mio to spend all the not-so-hard-earned money on herself. This may seem like a topic in which someone yells, "objection," but nobody in the Septuplets seemed to care. Minh and Ocifer were carrying stacks upon stacks of random crap that Mio would probably never use. She was a few months away from sixteen years old, so random crap that she'll probably never use was what she felt she had to buy.
"Don't subject me to holding any more girly boxes, Mio," Ocifer said, straining over the weight of the random crap that Mio will probably never use.
"Then screw you, Roy-san," Mio replied, focused solely on buying more random crap that she'll probably never use.
Ocifer shrugged and gave Minh all of the boxes. Minh cried out in fury as he got a game over.
Meanwhile, in a location yet to be determined, a weird looking nubcake sat in a throne. (Much like Daijuro for those who read The Story…ahem…Andronian.)
"Lord Alder," a demon-like man said, bowing before the thing on the throne, "The Pood dudes are all over Glyph City, being expectedly awkward…"
"Good, I'm enjoying them when they're doing things like this. It's very enjoyable," Alder replied, shifting in the throne, "And tell mine carpenter to fixing my throne better. It is the uncomfortable."
The demon man bowed again. "Of course, Lord Alder."
As the demon man exited the room, Alder giggled. Being a big fan of blurting out his problems and evil plots, he began to talk to himself, "When the Poods get a kidnapped, they'll will experiencing mine evil and horribly frightening and terrifyingly immaculate nightmares…Oiy, this'll will be exciting!"
Back at the Pad, the Septuplets counted their money. Or rather, they made Nick count their money.
Nick grumbled as he reached the four-hundred mark.
"Don't fail me Nick!" Ryan shouted from the other room. He and Andrew were hooked playing the classic GameCube games. Zach, Cody, and Minh played the newest hits on the Wii. Joseph and Matt were in the training room doing nothing but what the room suggests.
The telephone rang…
It was cold and raining heavily outside.
Through the silence of the lonesome study, Mio moved slowly toward the phone. She picked it up and placed it tenderly on her delicate shoulders.
"Hello?" she asked in a cautious whisper.
There was a short silence.
"Hello?" Mio asked again, about to hang-up. Just then she heard the voice on the other end of the line.
"Hi…" it muttered through heavy breaths.
"Who is this?"
"…Mine name…is of the no concerning…" the voice was low and terrible.
"I'm hanging up!" Mio said.
"No! Crap, don't do that!!" the voice cried, breaking the weird cliché mood I set…dang.
"May I speak to the owner of the household?" the voice, who is Alder, asked.
Mio frowned. The owner of the household lived just less than sixty miles away.
"No, I'm sorry, he's, uh…dead." She replied.
"Ah, sorry to hear. I apologize…"
"Yeah, so go away."
Alder did not hang up. "Okay, then; may I speak to the woman of the household?"
Mio blinked. Then she grinned and sat in a chair. She put her legs up on a desk and wrapped her finger around the phone's cord.
"Yes, this is her," she said satisfied.
"You are the just won an free pile of corpse!!" Alder shouted.
Mio hung up.
"Six hundred and sixty six dollars!" Nick blurted, interfering with Ryan and Andrew's GameCube extravaganza.
"No, take a dollar off!" Ryan shouted, totally focused on his playing the GameCube.
"Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanokoniosis…" Nick muttered, obeying Ryan's command.
"Now count it again, you know, just to be sure!"
"Shizzle pops and creamed brocco flowers!!" Nick cried, beginning the count anew.
"Optic Blast!! DEREK!! NOOOOOOoo!" Ryan finished his sentence with an explosion he refers to as the 'nosplosion.'
Andrew slapped him in the back of the head for being annoyingly more annoying than usual.
Just then, Matt walked in the room, looking very bored.
"S'up, Matto-cakes?" Ryan asked, still glued to the television screen.
"I'm too powerful to train with Joseph anymore…it's just not what it used to be…" Matt replied, crossing his arms.
"So what do you want us to do about it?" Andrew asked.
"How would I know?"
"Ask Pood," said Zach as he strutted into the room, "I'm sure he's got something impossible for you to try, like always."
Matt nodded. "That sounds…interesting…I'm gunna go and do that now…" he looked up at the others in the room with him, "Anyone else want to come?"
Ryan threw his controller through the screen. "Sure, I'll accompany you on this worthless sixty mile trek to a perverted old man's house." He replied.
Matt paused. "When you put it that way, I kinda don't want to go." He said.
"No! Me, you, Andrew, and Zach! We're going!"
Andrew, Matt, and Zach all shrugged. Then they left, leaving the others…obviously.
At Pood's house, the four boys found their master in his backyard, tending to his spice garden.
"Oiy, Poodles!" Ryan shouted, hopping over the garden's fence.
Pood looked up from his work and frowned. 'Oh…It's them…' he thought. "Ryan, if you say my name like that once more, I'll tear your arms off and beat your face in with them."
Ryan laughed obnoxiously.
"Sensei," Matt said, careful not to step on Pood's spices, "I'm here to ask you if there's anything extremely challenging and virtually impossible so that I may do it…and probably succeed."
Pood put his wrinkly old finger in the air. "Of course, my tremendously demanding and practically impractical friend!" he cried.
Matt frowned because his master had just outdone him in the Septuplets latest spontaneous 'everyone-plays-all-the-time' game that Zach refuses to play in order to spite everyone, Word Explosion. In this game, you say something with a lot of big words in it, and then the next guy tries to top it. Sometimes, it's very hard to top what some people say, so Andrew always wins.
"Ever since about three minutes ago, this weird guy has been calling my Motorola Razr cellular phone nonstop. In fact, he's calling right now. I'm just not picking up." Pood said.
"What has he been saying?" Zach asked, not particularly interested, but determined to keep the plot moving.
"Well, I wouldn't know because I haven't answered yet, but my psychic powers say it's something Engrish. Either that or something lacking necessary grammar skills." Pood replied.
"That's like, the same thing." Andrew said, glaring at a certain grain of sand that's been calling him names ever since they arrived.
"Give me the Motorola Razr cellular phone," Matt said, extending his hand. Pood obeyed and gave Matt the phone. Matt flipped it open and placed it by his ear. "Mushi-mushi. This is Matto Alcala, unstoppable force of the Pood Septuplets. Who is this?" he asked.
Nothing…wait, no…hold on…no, yeah…no. No! Yeah! …no…Yes!
"Hola. This's MYSTERIOUS, calling about a proposition costings 1.50 for the first minute and .25 for every after. Will you accept this charges?" it was Lord Alder, for any reader who wants to know. For those of you who didn't want to know…Well, I'm gunna have to erase your memory. I'll meet you in the park after your parents go to sleep…
"Sure." Matt replied.
"Werr then. Mine name is Rord Arder."
"Lord Alder? Have I heard that before?" Matt wondered aloud.
"No. You haven't heard it. It has never passed by your ears. Now shut up the mouth and listen. I say all boys arrive at field of dream and get met by me. Then will begin great contest." Alder said.
Matt didn't go over this with his fellow Septuplets. Instead he just answered. "Okay. We'll meet you in the Dream Field. When?"
"As soon as can able."
Matt flipped the phone shut and opened it again.
"Who are you calling?" Zach asked, still uninterested.
"Everyone back at The Pad. And I'm telling Nick to bring over your weapons. We're meeting a weird guy by the name of Alder at the Dream Field soon." Matt replied.
Ryan clenched his fist. "Yes!! Axtion!" he shouted.
The phone rang again, and Mio picked it up.
"What?" she asked.
"Mio? This is Matt."
"Oh, hi Matto-sama. What do you need?"
"…Uh, can you put Cody on the line?"
"Oh, uh…sure. Hold on." Mio went and got Cody and handed him the phone.
"Hello?" Cody asked.
"Cody? This is Matt. Tell everyone, including Ocifer and Phuoc for some reason, to take their weapons and arrive at the Dream Field in five minutes. And tell Nick to get Ryan's zanbatou and Andrew's syringe."
"Okay." Cody replied simply. Then he crushed the phone in his hands.
"What did he want?" inquired Mio.
"He wants us to go to the Field. Scuttle that cute butt, Mio. We're heading out."
"What? Why didn't he just tell me that?"
"Because you're really annoying and really emo," Cody said.
"Well you're truly exasperating and dreadfully MEAN!" Mio cried, halfway defeating Cody in another spontaneous round of Word Explosion.