Chapter Seven: Information from two dudes at a Bar:

The Larry-Mobile raced down the streets. Mr. Lunt was on his Jet-pack, Allison was using a new hovering feature on her webbing device, Esther was working with the Bob-Cycle, and Annie and Alfred were in the Getaway-Copter. Esther appeared on a computer-screen of the Getaway Copter.

"Alfred," she said. "Do you think that LarryBoy is doing any better.

"I'm afraid that is a negative," said Alfred. "He is still upset about that little "League" thing. I don't understand the-"

"Yeah," The Larry-Mobile monitor made a split-screen on all of the videos. "That little League problem. Little, little, little."

"Master Larry," said Alfred. "It isn't a big deal. So…Junior has saved the day three times compared to your once…please just-"

"Just what?" asked LarryBoy. "Forget that it ever happened? I'M the super-hero. Where is Junior now? He is being mind-controlled, that's what! I'm out here breaking my back with you guys trying to save his sorry-little asparagus face."

"You aren't acting normal," said Alfred. "Master Larry, what is wrong?"

"Hmm…I am kind of NOT A GOOD SUPERHERO!" Larry yelled. He shut off his screen.

"Touchy…" said Annie. "What do you think is wrong with him.

"Ah," said Alfred. "Do you remember when LarryBoy got his own Animated Series and then it got cancelled after four episodes?"

"Yeah…"

"In 'Leggo My Ego' LarryBoy learned that sometimes Superheroes stop feeling…you know…super. This time, instead of our hero taking his anger out by making others feel small, he is taking his anger out on us. It is an un-healthy trait of anyone."

"Where are we headed anyways?" asked Annie.

"You'll see," said Alfred.

After a long time of driving and flying, they pulled up to a very good-looking bar. Annie, Allison, Esther, and Mr. Lunt looked at it oddly. No one in the ALF drank…or almost anyone at BigIdea for that matter. Allison could think up two: only Lincoln Lemon and Charlie Pincher.

"We are here…why?" asked Esther.

"There are people here," said Larry. "People…we know. Annie can get inside the Larry-Mobile and put up the metallic covering. She would then be safe." They got out of their high-tech vehicles and Annie got inside the Larry-Mobile. They all went inside the bar to see some weird stuff…people making very odd bets, people licking their food like popsicles, and weirdest of all, a lot of male Veggies trying to hit on Esther and Allison.

"Ignore them," said Alfred. "Remember, this is important and nothing can get in the way of the mission." They pulled up to the counter and saw no other than Lincoln and Charlie.

"Hey guys," said Lincoln. "It is getting pretty cool to see you guys out of work. When are me and Charles here going to get any more roles?"

"Obviously not soon," said LarryBoy. "We have got a problem. I think you guys know…this guy." LarryBoy held up a picture of Leon. Lincoln gasped.

"Him? Man, that guy is a total pain! He tries to make us do the craziest combinations of drinks. He finally got one from us he actually liked and asked for over a hundred bottles."

"True thing," said Charlie. "Also, it isn't a laughing matter…that combination of drinks there could probably get rid of ten brain-cells a gulp. Personally, me and Lincoln here are trying to stop drinking. It is bad for us…but it got addictive, and all of our friends seemed to be doing it."

"Two words guys," said Mr. Lunt. "Beware Peer Pressure."

"Mr. Lunt," said Alfred. "That is three words."

"Really?" Mr. Lunt asked. "Hmm…that is interesting."

"Wait," said Allison. "Did you say that the content of the drink was extremely dangerous?"

"Most likely," said Charlie. "I wouldn't be surprised if he is now making everyone idiots with that stuff."

"I think," said Alfred. "I think that is exactly what he is doing. Listen, Leon must have taken your mixture and combined it with the chocolate he used to turn most of the company into slaves."

"That's CRAZY!" yelled Charlie. The entire bar looked at him weirdly. Usually, their bartender was more normal. "Do you know how bad that could become? He could have critically enhanced it and then…I don't even want to think about it!"

"You may have to," said LarryBoy. "I don't think the world has much time, if Leon is able to get a video done…it could ruin us."

"But I may have something," said Alfred. "Charlie, Lincoln, could we have fourteen bottles of that crazy concoction?"

"Sure," said Charlie. "Free of charge too. I don't want your company…or the world to fall." He gave him a bag of the drink with exactly fourteen bottles in it. They all left the bar and made it towards their vehicles. Annie got out the Larry-Mobile and got into the Getaway-Copter, and then they zoomed off towards the BigIdea Company.


"SMACK!" That was the sound of a belt hitting across Junior Asparagus's face. Leon was watching his slaves act out the next VeggieTales production, "Cigarettes for Action." Junior's Dad was hurting his son with a belt.

"Did you do it?" He yelled into Junior's face.

"Shut up, I'm not answering to no ninny!" Junior yelled back.

"Get you grammar correct!" Dad yelled. Another smack came from the belt to Junior's bruised face. Junior fell over in pain.

"Touch my food again and you will get worse!" Junior's dad yelled. Junior headed towards his room and got into his bed. He looked at the window and saw two men, Bob and the Cucumber Henchman (Larry's replacement) were braking into Junior's room with a crow-bar.

"Tell anyone we are coming in here and we will throw you out the window onto our pile of needles," said Bob. "We couldn't help but notice you were having a problem, so we decided we would help by offering you one of these!" the Mind-controlled Bob took out a thing of cigarettes and handed one to Junior.

"They are an awesome thing to start doing things with, just light up the top and watch the smoke blow and have a very satisfying taste enter your mouth."


LarryBoy, Alfred, Annie, Allison, Mr. Lunt, and Esther were on top of the building. LarryBoy clicked a button on his belt that helped them plummet down into the elevator. "What if someone has to come in?" Esther asked.

"They won't," said LarryBoy. He clicked the button on the elevator that showed a Larry-Symbol. He then punched in a combination below it. The elevator then plummeted downwards. They then found themselves in the Larry-Cave.

"Awesome," said Mr. Lunt. "Just awesome."

"Awesome or not," said Alfred. "We are lucky that this chocolate is here. If I am lucky, I should be able to make a reverse affect. You know, it will make everyone's mind return to the original state."

"Great Alfred," said LarryBoy. "This is going to take a while guys…I am going to take a nap."