Viewtiful Spud

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Chapter Three:

Chang stood over a large cauldron at the same site where the Dark Dragon had been brought back to power; Chang stirred the contents in the potion as the Dark Dragon stood behind her and Bananas B jumped up onto her shoulder as he handed her a vial. As Bananas jumped from her shoulder, Chang dipped the vial into the potion and then pulled it out and put a cork over it.

"Excellent…" the Dark Dragon smiled evilly as he looked at the potion.

"Master, may I ask…what does this have to do with that wretched American Dragon?" Chang asked. "Surely you do not want him to still join us after what he did to you?"

The Dark Dragon chuckled. "No, my loyal servant. This has nothing to do with the American Dragon. He truly is incorruptible. But…the rest of the dragons aren't…"

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"So long, Arthur!" Spud watched as his mother drove off after dropping him off in front of the local movie theater. Spud sighed as he turned around and started to walk toward the theater. Spud had nothing against movie theaters, in fact he liked them, and he really liked his Uncle, and he got along great with Jet's son, but Spud couldn't help but feel left out. Jake and Trixie were going to Hong Kong…while he had to stay here. He was kissing out on an adventure…

Spud pushed open the door and stepped into the room where there were empty food lines and places for employees to take tickets. Spud looked around the room for a couple of seconds; there seemed to be no one there. "Hmm…That's odd…" Spud spoke to himself as he stopped searching for signs of life.

"BOO!" Spud suddenly jumped in surprise as he felt a pair of hands coming down onto his shoulders. Whirling around, Spud put his hand to his chest as he saw his cousin, Joe, standing behind him laughing.

"Joe, that wasn't funny!"

"Dude, you should have seen your face!" Joe laughed. "Oh, dude! That look on your face is totally rad!"

"Joe…" a new voice suddenly entered the room, and Spud could see his Uncle Jet walking up beside his son. "Joe, are you picking on your cousin? Well, then I think that you should finish setting up the projection room while I give your cousin a tour of the theater."

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Spud looked around in awe as his Uncle walked him through the theater. Uncle Jet showed Spud around the projection room, showed him what went on behind the counters (how the cash register worked, how to pop the popcorn and so on). When Jet had finished he turned to Spud.

"Well, what do you think?" Jet asked.

"It's pretty cool." Spud answered truthfully. "I never really realized what went on all around a movie theater."

"Yes, it is a lot of work." Jet answered. "But I find it worth it."

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Spud sighed with exhaustion as he set down a dirtied rag as he inspected the counter and the floor of the popcorn stand. It had taken him several hours (Spud knew this as he had taken a glance outside; it was pitch black outside), but the area was finally clean. "Whoo…" Spud exclaimed as he looked at his work.

Spud could suddenly hear chuckling as Jet approached the area and started to inspect it. "Well done, Spud." Jet commended. "You've been working hard today."

"You can say that again!" Spud told his uncle. "I've never worked this hard before in my life!"

"Well Spud…" Jet chuckled again. "Hard work is rewarded. Do you still like Captain Blue movies?"

"DO I?!" Spud nearly shouted. "He's only the greatest superhero ev…" Spud suddenly stopped himself. He was fourteen years old and he didn't want to sound too dorky in front of his uncle that he hadn't seen in a good five or six years. "I mean…he's okay…"

Jet chuckled again. "Well okay then." He said. "I have a Captain Blue movie that I want to screen tonight. I'm certain that you've never seen this one. I think you'll like it."

END CHAPTER

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