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CHAPTER 83: DOUBLE-D'S DOUBLE DANGER

We ran to tha cul-de-sac, numerous people had been murdered. We walked up to Douple-D's house and knocked.

After about 20 seconds he answered door "Ah, hello, Wind and friends! Please, come in..."

We stepped inside it was clean and smelled of hand sanitizer. But Double D said "I suppose you'd like a mission?"

"Yeah," I said, cocking my head, "what's the matter Sir?"

"I am in grave need of your help, Planetheads," Double-D said solemnly. "I have reason to believe Fuse's goons are after a special cache of goodies - right in this very vicinity!"

"A cache of... what?" Rachel asked, she wanted to know she'd heard him right hm

"Goodies," Double-D repeateded, "Candy, treats, sugar and sweets. You know."

I blinked. "YOU BROUGHT US ALL THE WAY OUT HERE, AWAY FROM A FIRNED'S FUNERAL, FOR CANDY?!"

"Wind, to be fair, we'd just returned from the funeral-" Murdoc TRIED to intervene but I was on a roll now, oh boy. "YOU SICK STRAIGHT-TOOTHED-CHALLENGED HATCAKE!"

"Commander, please! I assure you this is quite urgent!" Double-D cried as he cowored in the corner for his life. "This candy is no ordinary candy! If my hypothesis is correct, it has existed since the dinosaurs!"

"THAT'S DISGUSTING!" I shouted getting ready to hit him with an electric guitar. "WHY WOULD YOU WANT CANDY THAT OLD?!"

"It's not just old, it's magical!" Double-D said and shrieked when I got ready to crumble his guts

"Wait, Wind," Rachel said, coming up behind me and stopping me

"LISTEN TO HIM, HE'S OUT OF HIS MIND!" I shrieked oh great that was the marmoset in me coming out again.

But for her sake I listened to the scared sock-headed teenarger. "This candy was reverse-prophesied by Merlin himself, who said it was made from a special sugar derived from the fat of the brontosaurus and boiled to a bubble when the meteor struck Earth. It is said that Merlin was fed on the crystals of this candy as an infant, and that is how he got his unearthly powers."

I was this close to finally breaking Double-D's head off when Murdoc said, "And you think Fuse wants this candy for himself, eh? Why, to get magical powers?"

"Precisely," Double-D said shakily, still eyeing the guitar "And as you can imagine, if Fuse acquired magical powers on top of his ability to digest planets, we would be, as the Germans say... in tiefer scheiße."

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?!" I snapped, I knew he insulted me in German, I just knew it. But Murdoc wrenched the guitar out of me hands

"Oi! Give that back already, ya bloody ditz!" he snapped.

"So... do you think you could please give this a look? We need to make sure this candy doesn't fall into alien hands," Double-D pled.

The vision of delicious taffy being unceremoniously groped and fondled by wrinkly, three-fingered extraterrestrial paws made me realize just how dire this mission was. I choked back tears. "We... we will do whatever we can, Double-D."

"Thank you, Commander," Double-D said weakly but he was still too scared to leave the corner.

We left his house, he would've wanted that. My map showed the waypoint for the mission (Candy Capture: Part 1 of 4) and we headed out in the direction of the fabled candy trove.