New Munks
Breaking down group unity
Cash and Ken had spent at least three hours dodging traps. Cash's phone wouldn't work, there was some kind of interference. He also didn't have a watch. He figured he had left the others to fend for themselves at the label at about 4:30. And, it was starting to get darker out. He figured it was late in the evening. " Ken, you got a watch on?" " Yes, outsider, I do." ' Does it work?" " yes." " What time is it?" " Why do you want to know, freak?" " Just curious." " It's 7:30." " Thank you." Now what?" " How should I know?" " You're the animal, don't you have animal senses or something?" Cash would have argued how he was more human than animal, but he had to admit that Ken was right. He had done it before. " alright, keep quiet then." " I don't have to listen to you, you monstrosity!" Ken shouted. " You want me to try my animal senses and see if I can't catch the scent of my kids or something and follow that to Ian?" " Yes." " Then shut it!" Ken looked like he was about to punch Cash, but Cash shot him a look that said ' do not mess with me right now.' Cash tried to open the animal part of his brain, with out letting dark Cash out. Dark Cash would instantly shred Ken, and as much as Cash didn't like Ken, he still needed him. So, going wild and tearing him apart wasn't going to help him. " Focus. Think chipmunk, not human." Once he thought he had the chipmunk part of his brain unlocked, he sniffed the air. He knew Helen always wore a particular smell of perfume. It smelled of watermelon and coconut. He knew berries were in this forest, he had seen them, but there was no way in the world that watermelon and coconut grew wild here. He caught it. " Thank you Katrina for buying her that perfume." Cash said. " What?" ken asked. " My daughter wears a perfume with a distinct smell. Coconut and watermelon. You see any of those around here?" " No." " Then that's got to be her. I smell coconut and watermelon coming from that direction." Cash said. Ken, begrudgingly, followed Cash. They waded through the mass of trees and bushes. Cash could hear running water. ' Ken, your not taking a really big leak behind me are you?" " No, you idiot!" Cash pushed passed a large bush. " Aw hell. Great. A freaking river. It always has to be rivers with me, doesn't it?" Cash said. " Well, which way now?" Ken asked. " I don't know! I'm a chipmunk, not a blood hound! My nose isn't sharp enough to follow the scent across running water!" " Then what good are you?" Ken started to try to go off on his own. He let ken walk on until he reached the three foot limit they had between them. Then, Ken tripped and smacked his face into the ground. " We're chained together, remember? If I don't follow, you trip. Wait! Try it again! That was the funniest thing I've seen in a long time." Ken rushed to Cash and looked about ready to strangle him. " Kill me and you've just got my extra weight to lug around. Look, whether we like this or not, we have to combine our abilities to survive. Your strength and my speed. Alone, we're doomed. And, frankly, I don't think Ian intended for us to work together this long." " I don't need anybody! I don't need you. And, I never needed that idiot grandfather of mine. I never needed his training, I was naturally good. He was a senile old fool. Thought he had to train everyone, even an outsider. What an idiot!" That tore it. Cash full on slammed his fist into Ken's face. He then picked up a large stick. " You talk bad about him again and I'll cram this stick so far up your…" Ken got up with a punch to Cash's stomach. " That's it! It's go time!" Cash cried. " Bring it freak!" Ken cried
New munks
Why am I saving him?
Ian was loving this. " They lasted longer than I thought, but I knew they'd get to killing each other eventually." " Why are you doing this?" Helen asked. " Yeah, why are you messing with our dad?" Tom asked. " It's very simple. Your uncles ruined me years ago. Now, I tried twice before to have the revenge I wanted. I even teamed up with Ken the first time. But, he wasn't cooperative this time. Your precious daddy was the one leading the pack that beat me and my gang. And, now, let me ask you something. Who is the leader of the chipmunks?" " Uncle Alvin." Helen said. " That's what he tells us anyways." Tom said. " Et! Wrong. It's your dad. Don't you see? It's like you an army. In an army, you have one highly trained officer to be the leader. If he dies, all the others aren't quite sure what to do. Then they're easy pickings. So, with your old man to lead them, your aunts, uncles, and even good old mommy, will fall like dominoes. The best way to beat an army, is to take it out it's leader first. Take out Cash, and the chipmunks fall into place." " you know our dad is going to find a way to us and then beat the hell out of you, right?" Tom said. ' Tom!" Helen cried. ' There are times when swearing is appropriate. This is one of those times." Tom said ' Swear all you want. Your not going anywhere." Ian said. " Whatever, all I know is I'm going to be laughing like crazy when dad gets here and stomps your face in." Tom said. ' We'll see, won't we?" Ian said. Cash was being held under the water by Ken. Cash drove his feet into Ken's abdomen. " You didn't think that, with all my experience with water, that I wouldn't know how to hold my breath?" " Let's see how long!" Ken cried. However, he unwillingly stepped on a switch to turn on a trap. A panel flew up and flung darts at them. Cash saw it coming, but Ken didn't. Ken got all the darts. He stumbled, and since he happened to be near the falls, fell over them. Cash felt the chain yank. " aw hell!' he said, as he began to slide towards the falls. He stood perched on the edge of the falls, trying to hold the dangling ken by the chain. " Damn it!' He cried as he felt his grip go. He fell over to." Grab a rock!' Cash thought. He tried to, but the water was eating down on them. Not to mention, since they were wet, the rocks were slick. Cash managed to hold onto to one for a second, but gravity wasn't having that. " Damn it!" He cried as they plummeted to the bottom of the falls. Cash rose up for the water. He shook his head. He felt the tug on his leg. He instinctively dove down and retrieved Ken. He brought him back to the surface. But, as Ken was larger, he was hard to carry. Not to mention, they were just barely out of the pull of the falls. Cash decided to his darker sides' strength to get them to shore. " Just concentrate on the shore. don't think how easy it would be to rip his throat out right now. You're a man of honor, not a killer." he thought. All he could ask himself was ' why am I saving him?" and, once he got to shore, it became ' why did I save him?" Cash heard Ken breathing. He was breathing, but not easily. " he must've swallowed a whole mess of water. I am not giving him mouth to mouth. No way in hell. Why should I? After all he's done to me for all these years, I should let him die. But, my kids are probably watching this. And, I'm Tom's hero. If he saw me let Ken die, what kind of message would that send to him? Damn! What am I supposed to do!?" Cash thought. He stomped on Ken's stomach in anger. Ken instantly spat up the water . However, he didn't wake up. " Well, at least he's breathing. But, I'm not spending the night. Got to get him up, but how?"
New munks
driven
Cash began to reflect on things that made Ken mad. He figured the best way to wake him was to get him mad. He remembered the night, thirteen years ago, when he and his brothers, along with the majority of their family, watched some old tapes of himself when he was eight years old. He recalled something he had called Ken that had made Ken hit him really hard. " Hey, Kenny. Kenny, wake up. It's time to go Kenny." Cash said, trying to sound very friendly. "Don't you dare call me that!" ken cried as his anger peaked and woke him. " Well, that worked." cash said. " I should have drowned. What did you do, freak?" " is that the kind of thanks I get for dragging your sorry butt out of the water and then making you cough up the water that was suffocating you?" " Please tell me you didn't do mouth to mouth." Ken said. " Fortunately for the both of us, I stomped on your gut instead and that panned out." Ken shook his head. Cash began to look around. They had crossed the river alright, but they were maybe sixty feet below where he thought they needed to be. " Can you walk?" Cash asked. " yeah." Ken said. " Well, come on. I see a path over here that'll take us back up. Then, maybe I can pick up the scent of my daughter again." Ken complied, still wishing he could drown the munk in front of him. How ever, he had to admit. He, only somewhat ( he hates him after all), admired the determination Cash was showing. He tried to push the idea of Cash's not being human aside for a second and tried to figure out why he was so driven. " Nothing is worth all this. Especially not a bunch of snot nosed, abomination brats." He thought. Finally, his curiosity got the best of him. As they neared the top, he figured ' what the hell?' and asked Cash a question. " Say, freak?" " What do you want Ken?" " Why do you keep struggling on? Nothing is worth all this." " if only you were a dad. Then you'd understand." Cash said. " what the hell does that mean?" " when you're a dad, your kids mean everything. They are your world. They are the most precious things in he world to you, and it's common desire, amongst all intelligent life, to keep what you hold dear safe and sound. I hold the life that I live back at home near and dear. The whole thing. It may sound greedy, but I won't rest until I get the whole thing back together. I want my kids back. Only with them is the life I love so much complete. Only then is it home." "There is no place for you freak! No real home for monsters like you." ' Look who's talking! Besides, who says you can't go home? That's where I'm going. It's the only place they call me one of their own." " Whatever." ' You know, right now, I feel weak. I'm tired Ken. Really tired. My body would love a good rest, but my heart and mind won't let me stop. It's in moments like these, I hear Agito's voice. You remember what a good singer he was? I can hear him singing right now. " Carry my wayward son, there'll be peace when you are done.' stuff like that." " Your not his son and you never will be." " not to you. But, what you say doesn't now, didn't then, and won't ever matter. All that matters is how agito and I saw and still see each other. I never knew my birth father. So, to me, Agito was the first dad I ever had. And, he treated me with the same warmth and love that a father shows his son. No matter what you say, all that time we spent together made us father and son. You can never take that time or that bond away. Whatever your mad at me about, it doesn't matter. Now, let's go show Ian the kind of dad I am and get my kids back. That's what matters."