*muttering to self*
Savio & Blowhole: *looks at me worriedly*
Savio: You think she's going to be okay?
Blowhole: Only time will tell…
Hans: We got reviews you know!
Blowhole: Oh right….
No! We are not doing the reviews anymore. Sorry people. Enjoy the chapter!
Chapter 10: Sick of Things
Blowhole paced back and forth in the computer room. It had been several days and no word from his older sister. He was worried about her. He knew that she was a strong dog, but traveling to the North Pole? She was committing suicide!
"Ah-choo!"
Blowhole looked up to see Savio sneezing.
"Oh hey Savio."
"Hi… ah-choo!" he sneezed.
"Savio are you sure you should be up and about?"
"But I can't stand for lying down for so long!" He whined.
"Come on Savio. Chey will kill me if you get any sicker. Go lie down."
"But…"
"I will call her," Blowhole threatened, holding up a phone, "And if she find out, you will be in trouble."
"Fine." Savio pouted.
Blowhole couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he watched Savio slither back to the guest room. Ever since Chey had become Savio's mom, he had taken over in actually punishing the boa, mostly by threats to call Cartoongirl but it was a good way. He slapped his forehead. Of course! How could be so stupid? He could communicate her by her collar!
"How can I be so stupid?" He started typing on the main computer.
He watched the screen as the loading icon appeared. Shortly he saw his sister's face on the screen.
"Not now…" She groaned. "Can we talk later? I'm going through issues right now."
"I just wanted to see if you were okay."
She scoffed.
"Right…. What's the real reason?"
"Okay. Fine. Savio's here and his sicker than a…" He stopped.
"Sicker than a dog?" she growled.
He nodded. He knew that she hated how humans used dog in phrases such as 'it's a dog eat dog world' and 'Sicker than a dog.' She sighed.
"Is he staying in bed and drinking plenty of fluids?" she asked.
"Trying to."
"What do you mean 'trying to'?" she asked.
"He won't stay in bed long enough."
"Oh Savio… um… reward him. Every hour he stays in bed he can have a snake treat."
"And what if he doesn't?"
"Um… figure that out on your own. Turn the heat on at Hoboken, or I'll clobber you. Now I really gotta go. Later!" She exclaimed, signing off.
"Cartoongirl!" he whined. He growled. What does she has to be so difficult sometimes? He sighed and went over to one of his minions. "Red 23."
The lobster looked at him.
"Yes doc?"
"I need to go to the Hoboken Zoo and turn the heat on over there."
"Why? Isn't that Cartoongirl's job?"
"Well she's on her journey and she forgot to do it. I can't do it because I'd get as sick as Savio, so you have to do it."
"Okay Doc."
The lobster scuttled out. Blowhole went back to the computer and started typing. He managed to get the camera on her collar on so he could listen and watch what she was doing.
Cartoongirl was looking over the nest. Her mouth dropped open in surprise. It was so far down! How was she going to get down if she was so high up? She gulped and started to climb down. Zeus forbid that she falls to her death once again.
Cartoongirl's POV
What the hell did I get myself into?
"A lot of trouble." Evil smirked.
"Do you always have to make a comment?" I snapped, as I lowered to a limb.
"Because it's my job."
I shook my head. I continued to climb down the tree. Man it's been a long time since I've done this.
"Can we break the Fourth wall now?" Childish asked.
"Why?"
"Because it's fun! Evil does it!"
"Urg… fine. I'll be like everyone else and break the fourth wall."
Why did I have to be stuck with the most annoying voices ever?
"We're right you know!" Evil snapped.
"That's mean!" Childish whined.
"Cartoongirl!" Motherly scowled.
"Oh put a sock in it." I told them. I looked down to see that I had a few limbs to climb down. I gulped. You know how they say that dogs can't climb trees? Well that's true… but when we do get up there, climbing down is the hard part. I felt myself slip and grabbed onto the limb. I can never manage to stay out of trouble can I?
"Well you always loved a good adventure." Fangirl smiled.
I rolled my eyes.
"I could really use my spell books now…" I muttered.
Blowhole: Oh what fun…
Hans: Finally! He got heat!
Clemson: I was almost an icicle!
Savio: Lucky you, I'm already sick! *sneezes*
*snaps head up* Savio? If you're sick then why are you out of bed?
Savio: Uh… Gotta go! *slithers out*