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Chapter Three: The Recruit
The girls, after escaping several mudballs, were miraculously clean. Rio said they should go home, because her mom would get mad if she was dirty. Goldie agreed; they went home as fast as those wheels would let them. Then they watched a few movies, and went to sleep, as a half-sleepover.
Meanwhile, the midgets plotted their next attack. "The Tall Ones have gone home. I can't believe none of you hippocrates hit them! Fools!" Lucky hissed.
"Who should we get next?" one of the midgets replied sulkily.
"Oh I know," Lucky piped. "We shall get..."
The next morning, the girls went skating. (Hey man, it's a hobby) They went by Butch's house. They didn't see anyone, and were too shy to ring the doorbell.
So, they just stood outside talking. Inside the house, Butch heard mumbling. "Now what the heck could that be?" he said to himself. He decided to go outside and check. The moment Goldie and Rio heard the door open, they ran. Er skated. Whatever... Butch watched them run. "Girls..."
The next afternoon, Butch was terribly bored. He decided to call Bones up; they were best friends. Both of them decided to take a walk around the neighborhood, and see what was going on. It never was anything, but hey, they might see those girls again and poke them.
After a couple of hours, they decided to go home. It was getting dark, and their parents might get mad at them. Besides, they were getting bored. They had a few more streets to go.
As Butch and Bones were walking, they heard some kids playing. Bones saw his little brother screwing around with some friends. "Hey Lucky," he yelled, "we're going home."
"No." Lucky replied bluntly.
"Come on, Mom will be mad." Bones demanded.
"NO!"
"Lucky..." Bones approached his brother, about to take him by the arm and drag him.
"ATTACK!" Lucky cried. The other little children circled the two. He bit his brother on the arm. That sure left a mark. Butch jumped in front of his best friend.
"Shoo little flies." Butch said calmly. The midgets got closer and closer. Suddenly, they all leaped on him. All of them at once bit him in various places. "BONES! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. A few of the midgets ran after him. But Bones's adrenaline was flowing like Niagara Falls. He barely managed to escape. He was safe...
Back at the biting site, Butch tried to get away. He ached all over, and there were just too many midgets! Eventually his body simply gave out. He lay on the floor, helpless. They circled around him again. There was no escape. Then everything got bigger. Or was he just becoming smaller...?
The girls, after escaping several mudballs, were miraculously clean. Rio said they should go home, because her mom would get mad if she was dirty. Goldie agreed; they went home as fast as those wheels would let them. Then they watched a few movies, and went to sleep, as a half-sleepover.
Meanwhile, the midgets plotted their next attack. "The Tall Ones have gone home. I can't believe none of you hippocrates hit them! Fools!" Lucky hissed.
"Who should we get next?" one of the midgets replied sulkily.
"Oh I know," Lucky piped. "We shall get..."
The next morning, the girls went skating. (Hey man, it's a hobby) They went by Butch's house. They didn't see anyone, and were too shy to ring the doorbell.
So, they just stood outside talking. Inside the house, Butch heard mumbling. "Now what the heck could that be?" he said to himself. He decided to go outside and check. The moment Goldie and Rio heard the door open, they ran. Er skated. Whatever... Butch watched them run. "Girls..."
The next afternoon, Butch was terribly bored. He decided to call Bones up; they were best friends. Both of them decided to take a walk around the neighborhood, and see what was going on. It never was anything, but hey, they might see those girls again and poke them.
After a couple of hours, they decided to go home. It was getting dark, and their parents might get mad at them. Besides, they were getting bored. They had a few more streets to go.
As Butch and Bones were walking, they heard some kids playing. Bones saw his little brother screwing around with some friends. "Hey Lucky," he yelled, "we're going home."
"No." Lucky replied bluntly.
"Come on, Mom will be mad." Bones demanded.
"NO!"
"Lucky..." Bones approached his brother, about to take him by the arm and drag him.
"ATTACK!" Lucky cried. The other little children circled the two. He bit his brother on the arm. That sure left a mark. Butch jumped in front of his best friend.
"Shoo little flies." Butch said calmly. The midgets got closer and closer. Suddenly, they all leaped on him. All of them at once bit him in various places. "BONES! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. A few of the midgets ran after him. But Bones's adrenaline was flowing like Niagara Falls. He barely managed to escape. He was safe...
Back at the biting site, Butch tried to get away. He ached all over, and there were just too many midgets! Eventually his body simply gave out. He lay on the floor, helpless. They circled around him again. There was no escape. Then everything got bigger. Or was he just becoming smaller...?
