Sean and Franks Adventures

Chapter 4: Who the Fucks Slappy!

Sean parked the motorbike outside of the entrance to the Palisades Mall and entered it, after killing the zombies crowding it of course. Heading into the mall his walkie talkie started to ring as he answered it.

"Sean, there have been reports of someone at a childrens store in the Palisades mall, maybe you should go see who it is" Stacey said as Sean ran into the sports store and picked up some wrestling gloves and headed for the maintenance room right next to him. Setting the gloves on the table, he searched around the room for a box of nails, which he found. Getting to work on the idea he had, he finally produced his newest idea, the tenderizers, two gloves with nails sticking out of them to give a sharper punch. Heading to the childrens store on the second floor, he noticed a bloody mascot laid against the wall. He walked closer and inspected it some more as he heard something like a rollerblade or skateboard being rolled.

"You, your Sean" a very muffled and creepy voice said as Sean jumped up and turned to see another mascot that had a giant beanie, roller-skates, and a very dumb never changing smile on it's face.

"Who the hell are you?" Sean asked as he waited for a response.

" Oh you know me! I'm Slappy. Everyone knows Slappy" he responded as Sean got annoyed

"Slappy, who the fucks Slappy!" Sean said as he started to head off somewhere else. He noticed the creepy mascot, Slappy, rolling alongside him and looking at him. Sean thought it was best that if he didn't acknowledge his presence, he would stop following him. But that plan obviously didn't work as Slappy cut Sean off and slowly slid towards him, pushing him back to the store.

"How can you not know Slappy?" he asked

"I just don't alright! Now piss off!" Sean yelled very angrily.

"I have a very special treatment for rude little kids like you!" he said after inspecting his dead fellow mascot and pulling out two water guns with gasoline cans taped to them. Sean was a bit confused at first at what he was doing until he saw that when he pulled the trigger, it worked like a flamethrower.

"Give me those right now! You don't deserve to hold that type of power!" Sean yelled as he charged at the mascot.

"Out of my cold dead hands!" Slappy responded as he charged at Sean also.

And so began a battle of awesome proportions. Fire wielder vs used to wield fire master.

Slappy soon dodged Sean as he slid by him, shooting out a torrent of fire. Sean was definitely at the better advantage as once again, his asbestos lined fire suit protected him from the fire as he waited for Slappy to make a turnabout. Jumping up into the air and landing a jump kick directly into his face, making him fall and be stunned. Sean quickly got to work as he started beating the tar out of Slappy, that is before he got up, and started spinning in a 360 degree angle, firing the twin flamethrowers at the same time, causing Sean to retreat because even with his fire suit, it would still hurt.

"I'm a little teapot!" Slappy yelled as he spun around.

Slappy soon turned around and started to fire 3 fireballs, which Sean wasn't able to avoid, causing him to fall off the railing and into the flesh hungry zombies below. Sean quickly getting through the crowd of zombies and back up to the top as Slappy gave chase after jumping off the railing after Sean.

"Cmon you Jimmy Neutron reject!" Sean whispered as he waited for slappy to slip on the ice patch from the fire extinguisher on the wall, in which he did. And with one final punch, Slappy was the loser of the fight.

"Suzy..oh,Suzy" Slappy said as he crawled over to the mascot on the wall.

"Now Slappys broken to."

"Don't worry baby we'll both be together in the big toy box in the sky" Slappy quietly said as her moved her head to face him. After about five seconds of waiting Sean got closer to the two mascots when...

"DONT WORRY KIDS! Slappy...will live...forever" he finally finished as he laid dead.

"Jesus that scared the crap out of me!" Sean yelled as he plucked the twin flamethrowers from his cold dead hands.

"A promise is a promise" Sean joked as he charged towards the zombie crowd, roasting them just like he did before with Sasha.

Sean headed back to the Royal Flush Plaza, the whole time whistling Sonic The Hedgehog tunes like City Escape, Live and Learn, and Metal Harbor. Heading back to the ventilation shafts he thought of another idea as he grabbed a gasoline tank convineantly placed near the entrance and some boxing gloves from "The Mans Sport" store and got to work on his newest idea, the flaming gloves.

Now Sean could both punch and burn the zombies, in one flaming package. But as soon as Sean was in the safe house Frank was standing at the door.

"We gotta go to the underground maintenance" Frank said as hem drawled into the vent and head out again.

"Why?" Sean asked as he passed Frank the second flamethrower.

"Some shady looking people are moving stuff down there, very organized to" Frank explained as they headed out.