Chapter 10 – Sam to the Rescue!

"Connie! Seymore! Where's Freddie!" Sam yelled when she saw them.

"Aarr Aarr!" They yelped. Sam followed the sea lions through the forest as fast as she could trying to get to Freddie on time.

Meanwhile Freddie ran as fast as he could trying to get away from the Indians. Suddenly Freddie tripped on a log and fell to the floor. The Native Americans were too close now. There was no use getting up. Big M stopped and slowly came toward Freddie. Freddie slowly scooted away backward until he hit a tree and stopped.

"Well well well. Looks like you got no use running now," The chief said holding a spear above his head.

Freddie was beyond terrified at this point. He knew there was no way out of this. Just as the chief was about to throw the spear at Freddie something grabbed it from behind him.

"What the…"

"Looking for this?" Freddie was relieved to see Sam holding the spear above her head away from the chief.

"Put that down little girl. We don't want to hurt anyone now!" Big M seemed terrified.

"Oh yes we do! Unless you're willing to let my friend go!"

"All right! He's free! Go on kid run away! Now put the spear down!"

"I think this spear will be of better use in my…"

But before Sam could finish, Jack took the spear out of her hands and gave it back to the chief.

"If I were you, I'd run." Big M said with a sly smile on his face.

Sam tried to get the spear back from the chief but noticed all the other Indians running toward her with spears of their own. All there was left to do was run. Sam ran and ran as fast as she could until she reached the others.

"Run! The Native Americans are after us!"

The four of them ran until they got to a cave and hid inside.

"I think that's good enough for now." Carly said breathing heavily.

"That was really close. What do they want anyway?" Sam asked.

"Spencer, do you have any idea why they kidnapped you?" Freddie asked.

"Aww poor Freddie has a boo boo on his knee." Spencer said with a crazy sounding voice.

"Uhh… Spencer? Are you feeling alright?"

"Of course I do silly! Woah! Pretty butterfly!"

Sam and Freddie looked at Carly with confused expressions.

"Oh no! Not again! When Spencer is in the wilderness for more than 3 days he starts talking nonsense. This has only happened to Spencer one other time before when we went on a week long camping trip with granddad. After the fourth day we took Spencer to the doctor and he told us that Spencer has a disorder known as WLD (Wilderness Loco Disorder). The only way to cure him is to pretend he is at a five star resort and we are the employees. This will cause him to snap out of his stage because his brain will no longer realize that he's in the wilderness."

Sam and Freddie said nothing. They just stared at Carly like she was crazy.

"What! It's a real disorder! Dr. Hugh G. Butte said so!"

Sam and Freddie started cracking up at the sound of the doctor's name.

"Huge Butt?! What kind of sick mother would come up with a name like that!"

"'Congradulations on your new baby boy!' 'Oh he's beautiful! I think I'll name him Huge Butt'"

The two of them were laughing so hard they had tears streaming down their faces.

"Oh will you two grow up! Listen to yourselves. You sound like a couple of 5 year olds! And it's Hugh G. Butte! Not Huge Butt!"

"I'm sorry mother," Freddie teased through giggles.

This got Sam laughing even harder, "Seriously Carls you've got to admit that's a ridiculous name."

Sam and Freddie dropped to the floor clutching their sides still lauging.

"Fine you two can sit here laughing like idiots while I try to cure Spencer. By myself!"

Carly marched away angrily. Sam and Freddie stood up and looked at each other. They finally were able to stop their laughter.

"Geez what's her problem? We're just having a little fun." Freddie said wiping a tear off the corner of his eye.

"I don't know. I've never seen Carly this mad before."

Freddie shrugged, "We should go help her cure Spencer."

The two of them walked in the direction Carly had gone in.

"Hugh G. Butte." Sam muttered.

This got them both laughing all over again.

FYI WLD is not a real disorder. i made it up for fun.