Chapter 2: The Basket at the Door
A/N Chapter two wow surprising I got this far, wow, and sorry it took so long.! Thanks guys and gals for being so nice to me :)! I got a lot of views, so I'm having a nervous breakdown, trying to please people all at once O.M.G. Oh and thanks pasta16 and Jammin Jabala for reviewing and the advise, because I don't know how to review! Well I'm done chatting so back to the story.
As soon as I got done with all the unpacking of my stuff I felt like a good laugh and took a look at ''Murray's Schedule''. ''Eat'' it said in my bold green handwriting, and sure enough as I see Murray creep by with a roast beef dinner.
"Murray I thought you were on a diet," I lectured to him in a stern calm voice, concerned with his health.
"But, Bent I'm starving, I haven't eaten all afternoon." He pleaded sadly, for he was caught by me no less.
Seeing his grammar mistake I uttered, "Never start a sentence with but, Murray. I guess today would count as a holiday today seeing we had beaten Clockwerk, so fine you can eat it, but just today," I said letting him go free of charge.
"Yes! I love you Bent!"
"OK? Now I'm not concerned about your cardio health, but your mental issues." I chuckled at his face he made.
"Shut up, Bentley. Hey, want to see if Sly wants to play poker?"
"Sure after my shower, I want to try a new formula." glad to finally be able to try it.
"I don't like your formula thingys, unless their on my side." moaned Murray, after he stopped chewing on his dinner.
"Good your suppose to, and thingys is not in the English Dictionary!" I yelled going up the stairs as he blew me a raspberry.
After I took my nice shower I got to Sly's room door. He had many funny ways for telling people he was a thief. Like the ''Don't come looking for you loose change here it's gone'' sign on his door. I laughed silently and knocked on the opened up wearing a Disturbed shirt with dark blue jeans on. In the background his room was a horrid mess with a song with numerous bad words was blaring. He looked very shocked to see me at his door with a frown.
"I see many things wrong with this picture, Sly!" I yelled trying to be heard over the loud music.
"Aww, come on Bent turn that frown upside down!" seeing he was not changing my attitude he added "I'll go change!" also trying to be heard over the loud melodious words.
"Yes, that would be very wise of you to do so." I insisted.
After everything was prepped up we all started. After a few hours or so of playing it started thundering, but that only gave us all the more reason for playing. Then the doorbell rang, I almost shot out of my chair like a rocket. Murray screamed "What do we do, Sly!"
"Uh?" sly uttered confused on what to do.
"Yes, genius what do you want us to do?" I asked wanting to know what he will say.
"Well I would say go distract them while I make a break for it, but I can't that wouldn't be nice, so let play rock, paper, scissors to see who opens the door." he instructed looking at me trying to keep from myself laughing."Well you do it mister wise turtle boy."
My face suddenly got sterner as I sputtered "No, I'll play."
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"Fine I'll do it." I sneered angrily after I lost for the 20th time and I dashed up the stairs to get a crossbow that I just made.
As I got back down the staircase Sly and Murray were no where to be found.Probably hiding I thought as I sneaked up to the big black door, well compared to me my scaly forehead only reached the doorknob. I opened the door as slowly as i could hoping to get a look at the person, but no one was there.
"Hello?" I asked. No answer so I took a step on to the cold wet concrete. Then I felt a sharp needle poke my on my bare foot, fast and hard. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOWWW...!" I couldn't finish my scream in pain. I first observed who had their hand on my beak, is was Sly lucky day!
"Jezzem crow, Bent, you'll wake up the whole city!" Observed Sly.
I wasn't interested in his conversation, so I began to study my foot and the thing that pricked it. My foot had a good sized whole in it right between the crack of one of my scales was bleeding well enough. The perpetrator was a large wooden weaved basket with a rusty nail covered with blood sticking out of it.
"Shit, now I have to get a tetanus shot!" I screeched very pissed about my wound and not getting a tetanus shot this year, and not paying attention to what I just said.
"Nice language, Bent." Sly mocked with his trademark grin.
"Shut it Sly, who asked you?!" I yelled still pissed. "I got the medicine and the syringe for it. I'll go get it, for once listen to me and don't open that basket!" I said finally starting to calm down.
"I won't, Bent." Sly grinned
I finished cleaning my wound and gave my self the shot when I heard Sly scream "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Did I just hear barking coming from the background? Also, why is Sly screaming? I asked myself.
I ran down the stairs as fast as my short legs could carry me. "Sly, curiosity killed the ra-..." I started. "What in bloody hell is that?" I asked as I stared at what looked like a hairless primate demon (well not exactly hair-LESS, but mostly no hair just the same) cutely barking in the cracked basket on the floor. I crept up to the basket when I realized that is was a human,witch was amazing, but there was something wrong about it...
...something that told me RUN...
...something that showed me in my mind about a book I read once in Haiti...
...something told me that it was a...
A/N Yay, I like cliffhangers (well as long as I'm not the one reading them) don't you. I was experimenting with said words, could you tell, cool, no?
