Chapter 8
2 months pass...
They were cautious for a long time, but it seemed that it might have been a false alarm. Still it was unusual that people in all black and in different shapes and sizes that couldn't be visualized from the cameras was odd. Exceptionally odd considering that they were in separate places at the same time. It had Skips stumped pretty bad and he was usually good with solving mysterious phenomena's.
But there hasn't been any more captured videos of the people since that one time Mr. Maellard had mentioned. Almost like they weren't even real and were just a figment of an old man's senile delusions. However, it seemed most unlikely that that was true. With nothing to go on though, the most that could be done was an increase of security.
The park gained two security guards that bunked in the house with Herman and Pops. One was a skinny cheetah man quick on his toes, but not with jokes (though he tried -_-). The other was a brown haired, brown eyed, muscle bound human(plus he's gotta mustache). It was awkward having them around at first...scratch that, still awkward, but the four tried to at least tolerate the guards.
"Why is an elephant big, gray and wrinkly?" asked Raymond eagerly taping his bare spotted feet in the carpet. They were all sitting in the living room playing board games when the spontaneous cat piped up. Then it didn't help when partner in crime Carl agued him on. "Why Ray?"
"Because if it was small, white and smooth..." he began but paused for effect. Benson and Skips sighed. "Then it would be an aspirin!" The two broke out in laughter. Pops stared uncomfortably and Herman fake laughed so not to be rude. Benson throws his hands up and walks out of the room. That made Skips giggle a bit.
The two guards settled down and they went back to their monopoly game against the park employees. They called the gumball machine when it was his turn. They finished their game then the cheetah-man got up and picked up a new game. Everyone but his partner said a sarcastic great, but he took it as enthusiasm.
Name of the game was mouse trap. When they got to the end, Skips triggered the mouse trap and it trapped his mouse(since when has the game ever worked?). Everyone laughed as the yeti scratched his head.
"Alright how 'bout one more game before callin' it?" asks Carl already digging for another game.
A little too quickly, Benson stands up. "Sorry guys. I gotta get home."
"What's the hurry Murray?" jokes Raymond. Carl laughs too loud and hard at the joke. The gumball machine's eye twitched at the sound of that awful voice, but chose to let it pass. "Well it's just that it is getting late and it isn't exactly safe to go home at night with all the weirdoes running around."
"Oh, I see what's goin' on," the buff man says slyly. He looks at the man confused. "You do?"
"Oh yes!" joined in the cheetah, "I see it as well. That is what's going on indeed!" Pops, Skips and Herman looked at them just as confused. The two guards smiled and both uttered, "late for a date!" The four looked at them dully. After a moment the two posed and said, "just kidding you~!"
Benson backs up and heads out. The two shrug and look at the other three with small kitty smiles. The gumball machine might have gotten away for the night, but they still had these three left. And they knew they were in trouble.
It was the usual time that Skips got up, but he felt tired from the bombardment of board games that there was no chance of winning against those punks. Nevertheless, he skipped out of bed and out the door to start the day.
Coming up upon the house, he saw Maellard's limo in front. He quickly goes inside only to be almost bowled over by the small angry looking lollipop-man as he headed out and to the limo. Not even saying bye, the long car drove off. Staring after it left, he turns, shuts the door then catches the glancing eyes of Pops as he sat on the steps shaking.
"What's wrong Pops? What did he have to say?"
"Papa said that the people showed themselves again. And just last night too. They were all in the same place and at the same time too. But what's weird about it is that the guards found nothing when they looked."
"There was no trace of them?"
"Mmm-mmm..." said Pops.
Skips was baffled by this. How is this possible? To be seen and yet unseen? And where exactly is this all going? What is this all supposed to accomplish?
Pops stands and tries to smile at him. "Well there's no use worrying about it now. Our friends Benson and Herman aren't going to do their chores alone. Let us get to work as well!" He heads past the yeti-man and closes the door behind him leaving him to his thoughts.
After a few seconds, he was handed a vacuum by Benson. "Since you're in the hallway, you might as well vacuum the living room," he says.
"Yes mother," Skips said mockingly. Benson's face went red and he stormed off embarrassed. He heard giggling from upstairs and spotted (pun...X3) Raymond at the top.
"Hee...hee...heehheeh." He was trying to say something, but couldn't quite say what he wanted to. Why was he a security guard? An even better question would be how. Ignoring the cheetah-man, he plugged in the vacuum and vacuumed the room.
As soon as he finished, he put it up in the closet. Turning around he spots Carl trying to sneak past him. He glares at him making the mustached man jump and retreat to the kitchen. Now what was he up to?
Skips went about his way and got things fixed. There were a few more people at the park that day. So that was a good sign. One couple walked by him on the way to the garage and chuckled a bit. He dismissed it as them laughing at him skipping because he used to get shit about that every once in awhile. Mostly from immature punks or people who thought it was cute.
When the dragging work day was over, he walked through the back door of the house into the kitchen and grabbed some food from the fridge and sat at the table. Benson walks in a few minutes later and grabs a soda from the fridge and opens it. As he took a drink, he turned to walk back out to the living room only to stop coughing on the fizzy liquid.
The yeti faced him a little concerned. The gumball machine gives him a funny look and then came up and ripped a sticky note off his back and handed it to him. Skips mumbled it out loud. "I'm too sexy for my shirt?" He blushed red. THEM! He tore up the sticky note and tossed it in the trash. He heard a snicker and looked at the littler man.
Poor guy was so red from trying to keep in the laugh. But eventually he gave in and broke out. Then seconds later Skips can't handle it anymore either and the contagious laughter effected him as well. Seeing the two in the kitchen with their joyous outbursts prompted Pops to join them without knowing what the joke was.
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