Chapter 1: Recovery and Plans
Squaishy carried the tray down the hall and backed into the room.
"Good morning sleepyhead." she said with a smile to Stampy, who was still recovering from his injuries.
"Morning Squaishy." he chuckled.
"Here Stamps. Lee made you breakfast." she said, placing the tray on his lap.
"Thanks." he replied, eating the food hungrily. He was clearly doing better. After all, it had been three days.
Three blasted days! Three days they had kept him guarded. He had spies. They were expendable and he needed the information. They thought they were ready. They were fools.
Later that night…
Squid and Amy were at the Soggy Sandwich for dinner. It was quite romantic, but they were just friends right?
"So, I heard that your friend that lives in America just won a top ranking arts award?" Squid asked.
"Yeah, she won the #1 spot in the artistic category of the..." she trailed off and she gazed towards something in the distance.
"What is-" Squid started.
"Get down!" she said in a desperate whisper.
Squid turned his gaze in the direction she was staring. He paled. It was Target and his army of dogs. Not to mention an armada of monsters.
"Oh sh-" he started.
Amy cut him off as she withdrew a walkie talkie. "Come in Lee." she said. Static answered her. "They're jamming our transmissions. I'll have to go myself." she murmured.
Squid looked towards the advancing army, then back at Amy. He closed his eyes and sighed.
"Go." he commanded.
"But-" she started.
"GO!" he said in a slightly more forceful tone.
She nodded. As she turned to leave, Squid grabbed her arm and pulled her into a kiss. When they pulled apart, Squid said the three words Amy never thought she'd hear.
"I love you."
With that, he turned and began to sneak towards their enemy. Amy fled towards the house.
Lee and Netty sat curled up on the couch in the living room. They were watching a cute movie about dragons and Vikings.
(if you don't get that reference, I am ashamed in you… of you.)
Netty's eyes were drooping. Suddenly, Amy burst through the door.
"I…," she began, leaning down and resting her hands on her knees, panting for breath.
Netty was at her side instantly, resting a paw on the mermaid's back.
(For further reference, Amy is like the girls from H2O, only using her tail while underwater.)
"What is it Amy?" she asked.
"W-we were at… the Soggy Sandwich… and we saw…," she stopped to breathe, starting to feel dizzy from the lack of air.
"Take it easy. Who did you see?" Lee asked, soothing the younger girl.
"H-HitTheTarget is coming!" she exclaimed, standing up straighter.
"WHAT!? Where's Squid?" Lee shouted.
Amy's face fell. "He… he saved me. He distracted Target so I could get away," she said, refusing to meet Lee's eyes when he let out a pained gasp. Lee, Stampy, and Squid were like brothers. If Squid was hurt… Lee would never forgive himself. "Our coms are jammed."
"Get Squaishy. Meet us out front. We can take him," Lee said, determined.
"No! He has a whole army, you'll be killed," Amy cried. "Get the dogs and gather the others. We can only beat him one way."
"As one,"
END CHAPTER 1.
A.N. So… yeah. It took me forever to figure out what I wanted to do with this story. So, I opted for this. I vowed after Friday the Thirteenth that I would never abandon another story.
