Hi universe! Here's the next chapter!
CHAPTER 2
The four cousins walked down a tight, frosty corridor, heading into the Watterson's inexplicably large refrigerator. Though it was chilly in the small hall, there was a heat emitting from somewhere down the way. "The main shelf is just through here." Gumdrop said.
Soon enough, the kids were out into a larger space in he fridge. There were huge cartons and containers of all sorts of munchies, most of it moldy and spoiled. Most of the four coughed in disgust, but not Ted. The young T.Rex actually enjoyed the stew of stenches. "Ahhh!" he sighed with joy.
Edwin was confused, "How can you stand this bro?"
"Oh, T.Rex thing." Ted replied, "You wouldn't get it."
After scanning the rolling hills of half-melted leftovers and decaying food, Gumdrop pointed forward, "I think the dip's just a little ways over there! Let's go!"
So, the four set off for the dip in the diatance.
As it turned out, the peculiar things popping up from the no-longer-edible wastes of the fridge weren't too friendly. Gumdrop and the rest were trekking through a quartet of gigantic milk cartons, when Gumdrop noticed a bed of gumdrops with some strange creature wiggling inside it! The blue cat's face puckered in disgust, and tried to go around the grossly mutated former-food. Just then, some bugs sprang from the gumdrops! Peter quickly shed the parts of his shell around his hands and blasted the weird candy-bugs!
"Maybe Mom should clean this place out." Peter said, he groaned at the sight of other weird stuff spawned from the decaying food.
"Nah." said Ted, "I'd eat this any day!"
Edwin, by this point was so grossed out, he was about to puke. He was about to dump his lunch off a food cliff, but Gumdrop stopped him, "Here. This should help."
It was a little pill. "What's this? asked the little fish.
"A capsule of grinded beets and socks in a stew of soda."
"That's a thing?"
"It'll take your mind off of the stuff here!" Gumdrop said, trying to be positive.
After Edwin had taken the pill, they continued to a wall of stale bread.
"How do we get through this?" wondered Peter.
"And how is it that the only variety of cartoon bread is french bread?" Gumdrop questioned.
After thinking of a way through or around the wall, with no useful results, Ted said, "Alright. We've waited long enough. I'll take a swing at it."
"Well why didn't you say something before?!?" the rest exclaimed.
"Because, swingsets are expensive. I don't want to give up a swingset unless I have to." Ted explained.
After lugging a wooden and plastic swingset, Ted smashed his precious playground equipment into the bread wall, "Alright! We're through!"
Soon, the four were off again...
TO BE CONTINUED...
Hi! Hope you like the story so far! The next chapter of NS2 is up next, so look for that next. Also, I just made a Fictionpress account! If you're interested, go to Fictionpress and look for my username there, 'The Alienist.'
-G.W.
