Beyond Grim And Evil Installment 2: Return To Bunny Island
Beyond Grim And Evil: Return To Bunny Island
(A/N: Last chapter, third up today.)
Alliance Regained
Skarr walked gloomily towards his house in Endsville. He sighed deeply. He loved the place, but he'd left his neighbor, Ernest he believed was the name, in charge again. He shuddered to think of what had happened to it. Would it even be there? He remembered all too well what had happened over the course of two days, let alone these last few weeks. Hence the reason he'd transported to the docks and taken the long walk back instead of going straight there. His bags he'd sent back to his room, but that was all. He saw it all too soon. He swallowed. At least the outside was intact. Surprisingly enough, not too many holes or cracks. He raised half his eyebrow. Actually, there were no holes or cracks. There wasn't even a scratch on the paint. Had Ernest gotten more reliable? Had he hired a maid? Skarr suspiciously approached, hand on his rapier. Something was off here. He didn't like it.
Skarr slowly opened the door. Not even a squeak. Now he was officially mystified. That door had been struggling with a squeak recently that he'd never gotten around to fixing. "Um, hello? Ernest?" he called tentatively. No answer. He frowned and entered, rapier drawn. "Hello!" he called again. "Who goes there!"
All at once a figure appeared in front of him, saying, "Master Skarr!"
Skarr cried out in alarm, leaping back. "What theā¦" he began. On seeing the figure, however, he gasped and exclaimed, "Lord Pain!"
"Welcome home, Master. I drove that insolent buffoon neighbor of your from the hallowed walls of your abode. He had almost ruined it beyond repair by the time I returned from Level Nine. I repaired the damages and even fixed that infernal squeak in your door. Forgive me for my tardiness, master, but you never called for my aid," Pain summarized, curtly bowing.
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"Wait, you came back! You're still my servant! What's going on here? I never called for you because I thought that after that humiliating defeat and the ugly fight we had I'd never see any of you again," Skarr said, still shocked.
"Oh come on Skarr, you actually believed that?" a new voice questioned.
"Boogeyman!" Skarr exclaimed, sharply looking over.
"That's Boogey to you, General," Boogey said from his position lounging on the chair and flipping through a gardening magazine. "You've really got to get a life. At least grab some interesting magazines," he bit.
"You don't like the magazines then try opening an actual book sometime," Skarr retorted. "Dare I ask whether or not Jack bothered to show his lantern again?" Skarr wondered.
"Faster than a cat yet you're slower than molasses in January. How ironic. We've been waiting a week for you to show up," another voice added. Skarr blinked blankly and looked to the side. From the kitchen walked Jack, who had spoken.
"A long hard week of 'reconciliation,' if you can call it that," Boogey grumbled in annoyance.
"And nearly destroying each other and the house in the process," Jack remarked.
"But it was worth it," Pain pointed out.
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Skarr smirked, then admitted, "To answer Boogey's question, I suspected our last departure from each other wouldn't be our last meeting, but I didn't plan on getting my hopes up. Why did you three come back?"
"Because it's the closest to revenge and victory we've ever been," Boogey bluntly answered.
"Revenge is sweet, victory sweeter. Mix the two together and you've got something worth trying again and again and again," Jack added.
"That and you have been gone a month, master, and every attempt we each individually have taken against them has fallen flat. We were closest to victory when working together, divided we are but nought. That, and really we were getting bored," Pain admitted, disinclined to play down anything.
"What are you doing! Don't tell him that!" Boogey shot.
"Meh, not like he's one to talk," Jack pacified.
Boogey looked about to protest, then shrugged, saying, "I guess you're right."
"Then the Undertakers are joining forces once more?" Skarr questioned.
"We had never left each other in the first place," Lord Pain declared.
"And this time, boys, we're gonna tear up the town," Jack said.
"Literally?" Skarr questioned with a cruel smirk.
"Can you say kidnapping?" Jack replied.
"With a side order of possible murder if things don't go our way," Boogey added.
"Right, and we'll see what happens when we experiment with Boogey's methods of spontaneity. Just a little outing amongst friends you understand," Jack answered, though the tone told them this outing definitely wouldn't be or the normal calibre.
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Now intrigued, Skarr pressed, "Go on."
"Figures of Grim's past whom he's had, what would you call it, Pain?" Jack began.
"Infatuations," Pain replied.
"Right. Whom he's had infatuations with. Turn them against him and to us. They don't submit, we deal with them, simple as that," Jack replied.
"We do the villainous acts, the heroes decide whether they want to step in or not," Boogey declared. "We're mischief makers, we do what we do and take opportunity when it comes, if in the process we get something worth keeping or stealing, we take it."
"For instance say the Immortal Triad tried to step in. We pay no heed; if they catch us, fair enough, we'll fight like always, and in the process we try and take what we want," Pain added.
"So we're having an evil party," Skarr said with a smirk.
"Oh it'll be a bash all right," Jack punned.
"Let Chaos reign!" Lord Pain crooned.
"And when we have the victims we're after?" Boogey questioned.
"If the Immortal Triad shows up, we battle them. Those who decide to be loyal to us fight alongside us, those who don't we get rid of. It'll be like a test," Skarr answered. "No one spoils my fun and gets away with it."
"Who, might I inquire, is first on the list of party guests to collect?" Pain questioned.
"An ex TV host Grimmy boy has a thing for. Her name's Atrocia, and she's on a talk show tomorrow night," Boogey declared, showing a TV guide.
"Then we'll start there. The air vents in that dump of a TV studio are guaranteed entrance," Skarr informed, remembering back to Ghastly's plan of escape in the army base. His stomach knotted at the thought of her, and he pushed it quickly away. Oh, this night on the town couldn't have come soon enough.
"Sounds good to me," Jack replied.
"Let us begin the preparations," Pain flamboyantly said. Boogey frowned at him and hit the back of his head. Pain frowned at Boogey, unimpressed. A retort couldn't be bothered with though. They had a 'night on the town' to plan.
