Alright! Chapter 13! Enjoy!

Chapter 13: Dawn of the Slug

The Shane Gang were riding towards Caverna Mall, the biggest mall and shopping center in Slugterra. "Wow! Now that's a mall!" Eli said in awe. "You said it!" Harley agreed. "First stop: arcade! Got a high score to defend." Trixie said. "Yeah, you won't be so lucky this time." Kord assured. "I'm gonna head for the food court. I heard this chef made some delicious improvements to the pizza recipe I shared with him a few years back. And I wanna try some." Mario said. "Play your silly games and eat your silly pizza. Pronto is here on a mission." Pronto said. "Mission?" Kord asked in disbelief. "To acquire a new handbag." Pronto said, holding up an overstuffed handbag. Kord groaned. "What? I need more pockets." Pronto explained. "This was a great idea, guys. A little down time is exactly what we need." Eli said as the neared the mall.

"You're gonna love this place, Eli. It's got everything." Kord said as they entered. "Everything except people." Eli said, noticing that the mall was empty. "Are we early?" "Maybe it's closed." Trixie thought. "If it was closed, would we have just walked in?" Harley asked. Just then, there was a noise. Eli shushed his team and looked behind them. Zombies were coming towards them. "Well, that would explain it." Eli said. "Zombies."


(Intro)


As the zombies moved closer, Pronto started to freak out. "See Pronto bravely blaze a trail to safety!" He cried and tried to run away. Eli caught him and drew him back. "Every Halloween, me, Harley and our dad and mom would watch a zombie movie marathon together, so me and Harley know what we're talking about." Eli assured. "Right. First rule of zombie infestation: don't panic." Harley said. "What's the second rule?" Trixie asked. "Zombies are scary but slow and only dangerous in numbers." Eli explained. "If we make our way calmly to the exit, we should have no problem getting-" Eli couldn't finish, noticing more zombies run towards them. "Slow?! Your zombie rulebook needs an update, bro!" Kord said. "Never seen a zombie move that fast before!" Harley said. Eli looked up, seeing another zombie jump down in front of them. "Yeah. Rule number 3: RUN!" Eli yelled, taking off with his team as the zombies gave chase.

As they continued running, Eli looked back at the zombies. "Definitely not your usual mall invasion zombie." He said, pulling out his blaster and firing Chiller, putting the zombies in his Deepfreeze attack. They ran numerous corners. Kord slung Flycatcher, firing his web at a couple of zombies. 2 more zombies ran at them from the right. Trixie fired Rocks, sending them into the wall. As they continued to run, Eli saw a clothing store close by. "Rule 4: Find a good place to hide." He said. The zombies locked in the Deepfreeze broke free and continued their chase.

The gang hid inside the store as the zombies ran by. "Whoa. Way more like the mad science movie The Living Zombies Ate My Brain, than the reanimated kind from Maul of the Lurching Dead." Eli pointed out. "Back up!" Trixie whispered. "First: zombies? Second: zombies?!" Then, they heard something move past a mannequin in the back. Eli, Trixie, Kord, Harley, Vance and Mario readied their blasters. "Now!" Eli yelled as they fired at the back. A man dressed like a security guard flipped from behind a counter and fired back, making the gang duck down. The man dropped the 2 blasters he was holding and pulled out 2 more, firing 2 more slugs. Eli readied Joules as the man pulled out his last 2 blasters. As the man jumped and fired his slugs, Eli slung Joules at his torso, shocking him with Tazerbolt and dropping him behind another counter. "That really smarts!" The man said, feeling the shock. "Come out of there!" Eli called, readying his blaster. The man jolted up with his hands up. "Thought you were a zombie." Eli said putting his blaster away. "Millard Milford, security slinger." The man introduced. "Sorry about that. The racket you all made, well, can't be too careful." "So, you're like a mall cop?" Trixie asked. "Some of you less enlightened citizens call us that, yes. But a security slinger is honor bound to right all wrongs wherever he's paid." Millard said as Kord walked up next to him. "Whether it's a mall or a movie house. The playground or the pool." They both recited, ending with a high five. The gang looked at Kord confused. "Meh. A kid can dream." Kord said. "And with such humble dreams do heroes grow, my friend." Millard said.

Eli cleared his throat, getting Millard's attention. "Eli Shane. My gang." He introduced. "My brother Harley, my girlfriend Trixie, Kord, Vance, Mario and- Pronto?" Pronto was looking at a handbag that matched his outfit. "Hmm, a bit matchy-matchy. No! Pronto's bag must pop." He said looking through the cabinets. "Shane Gang huh? If you made it this deep into the mall, you must be as good as your rep." Millard guessed. "Except we're actually trying to find a way out." Harley corrected. "Not likely. Zombies blocking every exit." Millard explained. "First zombies showed up around 12 hours ago, grabbing people and hauling them away. Tried to stop them but there were just too many. Got an APB over the security slinger network. I barely managed to hold up in here to wait for the cavalry." "You have a network? Awesome!" Kord said, behaving like a fan boy. "If we wait here, zombies are gonna find us and haul us off too! No offence." Trixie said, trying to be supportive. "Vigilantes like yourselves may not respect the mall badge, but my brothers in baby blue look out for our own. You'll see." Millard assured. "But with your knowledge of the mall and with our help, maybe we can escape now. Together." Eli offered. "Take the enemy off guard. I like your plan Shane man. But we'll need supplies." Millard started to think til he snapped his fingers. "Hardware store." "But we're armed to the teeth." Kord said pulling out his blaster. "No. Millard's right. We're gonna need a length of garden hose, a tube of epoxy, 3 road flares, a ball-peen hammer and a pack of jerky." Eli listed. "What for?" Trixie asked. "Not sure. In the movies, the heroes always get zombified before they can use any of it." Eli explained. "But we'll figure something out." "We always do." Harley added. "GOT IT!" Pronto screamed pulling out a silver and blue handbag. "The perfect handbag." He said cuddling it. "Oh boy." Harley groaned.

The gang peeked outside, preparing to make their move. "Shane men, take place second level, off the escalator to the right. Millard Milford will run interference and catch up to you." Millard said. "But the path's clear. We should go together." Eli said. "Or is that what they want us to think?" Millard asked. "Go on. I'll be right behind." He zipped off as the gang made for the escalator. "Hey zombies!" Millard called, getting the zombies attention. "Todays special: Millard Milford on a hoof. Get him while he's fresh!" He said as he ran off. The zombies started to chase him. Millard stopped, seeing that more zombies cut him off. One zombie jumped him from behind and snarled in his face. "Two words: Breath mint." The other zombies joined in and dogpiled him as the Shane Gang looked on. "Who knew that a simple security slinger would become as noble a hero as Pronto himself." Pronto boasted mournfully. "He was a brave man." Eli sadly said until he realized. "Did he say the hardware store was to the left or to the right?" The gang shrugged.

The gang later gathered at a map of the mall. "Oh! I see now. If we are the X, the candle store is-" Pronto tried to say, reading the map. The others took off. "Pronto!" Eli yelled. Pronto, not listening (as usual), continued to decipher the map. "The taco stand is just to the left of-" He started to realize there were zombies behind him. He screamed and ran like the wind with the zombies chasing him. He turned a corner and came back with a trash can. He tossed it at them, knocking them down. He praised his courageous victory until he saw a jeweled handbag. He squealed with joy and pressed his face against the glass. "Now there's a bag that pops." He said, not noticing more zombies closing in around him.

The gang took refuge in the hardware store. "Well, the good news is by this point in a zombie movie, the team is always down by 2. So, even without Millard, we're kinda beating the odds." Eli said. Trixie just stared at him with a smile. 'How is it I continue to love this boy so much?' She thought. "Great, but anyone seen Pronto?" Kord asked noticing Pronto was gone. "Oh, that mole! He's gonna get us all killed!" Harley groaned.

Pronto slowly backed away as the zombies advanced on him. "Well, everybody wants something. We can trade." Pronto tried to reason. "I will begin. Pronto wants to live. What do zombies want?" He backed up to the elevator and started pushing the buttons. The elevator opened and 2 more zombies pulled him in.

The elevator reached top floor and the zombies dragged Pronto towards the food court, where the zombies were bringing several pieces of merchandise. "Who are you people?! What do you want from me?!" Pronto asked as they dropped him in front of their leader, a black man with white skull paint on his face, dark eyes with red pupils and ghoul tech. "My loyal minions only wish to serve Mr. Saturday." The man said with an accent (Probably Jamaican), activating his special staff. "And Mr. Saturday wants more cushions." He pointed his staff at one of the zombies and hit it with a red beam. Pronto silently gasped. "And more big screens. And snacks." He hit another zombie with his staff. "But most of all: more minions." He pointed his staff at Pronto and hit him as well.

From the hardware store, Eli watched as more zombies passed by. "Okay, nobody panic. We just need a foolproof plan to find and rescue Pronto and clear out of here without becoming zombie chow ourselves." He said. "In the movie I Stuck With a Zombie, the heroes attempted to rescue their friend by cutting their way through the ceiling, and- then they get chomped. But in Post-Mortem Peak, they made their way to safety through the air ducts- until they got chomped." "Is there any part in this plan where we don't get chomped?" Vance asked. "Eli, forget the movies. This is real life! Pronto's missing and we need to figure out what's going on here!" Trixie said. Suddenly, someone started knocking rapidly at the door. Eli looked out the window and saw what looked like Pronto. "Quick! Open up! It's-" Kord opened the door. "-Pronto?" Pronto looked like the other zombies.


Zombie Pronto charged inside and started looting through everything. Everyone looked at him confused. Trixie waved her hand in front of his eyes. Nothing. "Like we're not even here." She said. "Probably for the best, considering how a hungry zombie would be trying to eat our brains." Eli stated. Harley took a good look at zombie Pronto. "Odd. Pronto's not rotting or even oozing. For a zombie he's remarkably healthy looking. Well, healthy for Pronto at least." He said. "Maybe we can still cure him. But we won't know unless we go out there and find out what's causing this." Eli said. "The moment we step out there, aren't we zombie bait?" Trixie asked in concern. Zombie Pronto continued to scrounge through the merchandise as he knocked down a tub of white paint. "Not if they don't notice us." Eli said, getting an idea.

"What about Pronto?" Mario asked. "Leave that to me." Harley said smirking. He tip-toed towards the still scrounging zombie Pronto. "Hey Pronto! I've got a little something for you!" He said. Zombie Pronto turned to see and Harley jumped him. Zombie Pronto and Harley started wrestling. "Hold still!" Harley yelled. "Kord, get me some rope!" He called, stopping for a moment. "On it!" Kord said before they went at it again. "Can I use your finger for a second?" Harley asked before pinning zombie Pronto down.

The gang walked out of the hardware store covered in white paint, wearing red lensed glasses. Harley held zombie Pronto by a rope. Zombie Pronto sniffed their way. 2 zombies came from around from the corner and eyed them. Trixie passed by with no problem. As Kord walked up, he prepared to punch them, but Eli stopped him and shook his head. Kord wiped his face and continued. "Eli, you notice something about these zombies?" Harley asked. "Yeah. These zombies aren't decaying. They're like Pronto." Eli pointed out. "We might be able to help them so, don't hurt them. Of course, in case I'm wrong, don't let them bite you or eat your brains." "Skull stays closed. Got it." Trixie said. They turned a corner, only to find 4 more zombies. The gang made undead faces to try to blend in. But the zombies saw through them when they looked at Kord. "Uh guys?" Kord said. "Kord your disguise!" Trixie whispered. "You wiped the paint off your face." Harley scolded. The zombies dropped what they were holding charged at them. "So much for stealth." Eli said as he loaded and fired Gust, sending the zombies flying into the wall with Galestorm. The gang continued as the zombies were dazed.

They stopped at a balcony, seeing a bunch of zombies carrying dozens of items. "Hold on a minute. These zombies don't want brains. They want big screens." Eli said. "They're just looting. Not exactly normal zombie behavior." "Which you and Harley know from watching a bunch of movies." Trixie said repeating Eli's every word. "And if it wasn't for me and Harley watching those movies with our parents, we'd be in worse trouble then we are now." Eli said. "He makes a good point. They got us this far." Mario said. "Guys! Down there!" Harley whispered as he pointed down. The gang looked to see what he was pointing at.

A couple had just walked into the zombie crowd. "Sylvia, don't you give them money." The man said. "Goodness Howard, these aren't beggars." The woman assured. "I know exactly what this is. It's one of those flash mobs the kids are into. Performance art." The gang waved down to get their attention. "See Howard? They're friendly." Sylvia said waving back, not getting the message. "And you 2 are adorable! Howard, take a picture." "You're only encouraging them, Sylvia." Howard said pulling out a camera. As Sylvia posed, the 2 zombies picked them up and hauled them away. "Hey, hey, hey! Hands of the merchandise there, fella!" Howard warned. "Oh, Howard! Be a sport!" Sylvia pleaded to her husband.

Eli facepalmed himself as the others readied their blasters. "Not here. We follow. Maybe we'll find answers." Eli suggested. Zombie Pronto was about to eat a cake of cheese. "Come on you!" Harley said tugging the rope and dragging him away, dropping the cheese.

The zombies dragged Howard and Sylvia towards their leader. "Looks like we're just in time for the show." Sylvia said, thinking there was a show going on. The gang hid in the zombie crowd as Mr. Saturday got ready. "Pfft. Magicians. Worse than mimes." Howard scoffed. "Oh ho ho. But you've never seen this trick before. I promise." Mr. Saturday said as he prepared his staff. "Keep your eye on the slug." The ghoul in his staff started to spin and glow, making Howard and Sylvia stare like they were tranced. "That's a Hypnogriff." Kord said, recognizing the slug. "A hypnosis slug?" Harley asked. "A ghouled hypnosis slug. That's a Cryptogriff." Trixie said. "Which amps and twists mind-reading into mind-control." Eli put the pieces together. "No wonder the zombies aren't trying to eat us. These aren't zombie apocalypse zombies. They're old school voodoo zombies." He explained. "Oh yeah. These zombies are a whole different breed." Harley added.

Mr. Saturday activated and put Howard and Sylvia under his control. "Now, be so kind as to fetch me a snack and a cool beverage." He ordered. Zombie Howard and Sylvia walked away, doing as ordered. "Un-ghouling that slug is key to reversing this." Eli said. He held up a slug barrel containing Doc. "Doc, you up for this?" He asked. Doc nodded. Eli loaded Doc into his blaster. The Cryptogriff sensed them and chittered to Mr. Saturday. The gang got worried. Mr. Saturday understood and looked to the crowd. "Are there any free thinkers among us?" He asked as he slammed down his staff, activating it. The zombies turned, exposing the gang. "Well, I suppose I'll have to do something about that." Mr. Saturday said, snapping his fingers. The zombies closed in around the gang, snatching their blasters. "Eli?" Trixie said, grabbing her boyfriend's arm as Pronto aimed both her blaster and Eli's at them.


Mr. Saturday walked up to the gang. "Answer 2 questions for me. Who and why?" Eli asked. "For the next few seconds, you may call me Mr. Saturday." Mr. Saturday introduced. "And why does anyone go into business for himself, hmm? For pawn and profit of course." The gang looked at each other. "The profit part speaks for itself. As for fun." Mr. Saturday chuckled as zombie Howard and Sylvia brought him a glass of nectar and a bucket of ice. "Nothing beats people falling all over themselves to fulfill your every whim and desire." Eli just glared at this madman. "Oh, speaking of, final thoughts you'd like to share before I drop you into service?" Mr. Saturday asked, pointing his staff at the gang. "How about attacking Millard Milford's mall is a huge voodon't?!" Millard called from atop of one of the food servers. "Millard?!" Eli asked in disbelief. "Yes!" Kord said in relief. "Takes more than a bunch of drooling, stinking zombies to put the takedown on Millard Milford, security slinger!" Millard said as he swung down towards Mr. Saturday, knocking the staff out of his hand. Kord grabbed zombie Pronto as the gang took off. Millard dropped down next to them as the zombies gave chase. Millard tried to activate the elevator, but the zombies were closing in. Eli slung Chiller towards the ground, creating an ice slide with Deepfreeze. The gang slid down as Mr. Saturday watched them get away with a sneer.

The gang regrouped back at the hardware store. "Alright. Now can we go?" Kord asked. "No time. We have to end Mr. Saturday's reign of terror in the here and now." Millard said. "He's right. We have to do something." Eli agreed. "Like what?" Vance asked. "We're way outnumbered. Why not just wait for your backup?" Trixie asked Millard. "Because an entire Slugterran Express car from Shady Acres is gonna be here any minute for their weekly shopping trip." Millard explained. "You wanna sit idly by when someone's sweet innocent grandma gets zombied?" "Not a chance. Those seniors will have no idea what they're walking into." Eli said. Harley shuddered at the thought. "I'm one to respect the elderly and all, but zombie elderly? That's gonna give me worse nightmares than big dogs and evil clowns." He said. "Just one more detail: if you're gonna be enforcing mall justice, we need to make this official. Raise your right hand." Millard said. "This is really happening!" Kord geeked out as the gang raised their right hands. "On my honor, I will defend the mall against all enemies. Be they kleptos, loiterers or skull-faced zombie overlords." Millard recited. "Shane's honor." The gang swore. "Prepare for the assault on Mt. Food court." Millard said. Kord saluted. "Wait. We can't bring Pronto like this." Trixie stated as zombie Pronto was grabbing stuff. Millard thought about it and held up his handcuffs.

They cuffed zombie Pronto to a map. "It's for your own good buddy." Eli assured his zombied friend. "More like for our own good." Harley corrected with a snicker. "Now let's do this!" Millard called.


The gang emerged from the elevator and marched towards the food court. Mr. Saturday saw them coming and stood up from his throne. "Bring them to me! On their knees!" He ordered. A zombie jumped for them. Kord caught him and prepared to throw a punch. "Remember: they're innocent victims. Don't hurt them." Eli reminded. "Don't worry. I won't lay a finger on the little darlings." Kord said, throwing the zombie. He saw more zombies charge at him, piling all over him. Trixie slung Balloon, trapping 3 of the zombies in her belly. Mr. Saturday glared and fired his beam as the Shane brothers took cover behind a table. "Guy kinda reminds me of that mad zombie scientist from Zombie Holiday Terror in Jamaica." Harley muttered. "Didn't get your names boys." He grunted. "Shane. Eli and Harley Shane." Eli said. "Planning to write us from jail?" Harley asked. "Shanes. I shouldn't be surprised. You 2 have skills I can use in my business. Not as slaves. No. But as partners." Mr. Saturday offered. "We'll never work with you! Freely or otherwise." Eli said. "You ghouled your slug. You're in league with Dr. Blakk." He said as he fired a slug. "Wrong. Saturday is his own man!" Mr. Saturday said. "Blakk may have given me the ghoul tech, but I work for no one but myself." He said firing his beam past the brothers' heads. "Yeah? What happens when you want more ghouls? You go right back to Blakk and give him anything." Eli said. "Yeah. Face it Saturday, you're every bit as much his puppet as these people are yours." Harley added. Mr. Saturday just fired another beam at the brothers' table, making them scatter.

A piece from the table hit a button, turning on a fryer. Pressure started to build inside it. As more zombies charged towards Trixie and Vance, Millard jumped down and fired a Jellyish, covering the zombies in its Loogi. Millard took notice on the fryer. "Oh no! If we don't turn off that fryer, the pressure building inside it will create an explosion of hot grease that could take out half of Slugterra!" He said mentally. "Yeah, I don't think so." Trixie disagreed. "Yeah, just the entire food court." Vance added. "I got this." Millard said, aiming his blaster at the off button. He fired a Speedstinger. But it just bounced itself repeatedly across the fryer, building up more pressure. Millard just pouted and pulled Trixie close. "If I don't make it back, you need to finish what I started." He said. "I will." Trixie said, pushing him away. "And don't do that again. I'm taken."

Mr. Saturday saw his chance and made a break for it. Eli loaded another slug, seeing Saturday running away. He chased after him. Saturday passed Kord, who had several zombies trapped behind a table. "I'm going after him! Remember-" Eli said. "Yeah, yeah. Don't hurt them." Kord said, pressing against the table. "I don't think you truly mean that Kord." Harley said, firing Webs behind him, trapping 3 more zombies in her web. More zombies surrounded Mario. "So, you think you got the drop on Mario Bravado? Well, think again." He said, firing his own Frostcrawler, Slide, bouncing off the ceiling, and firing a Deepfreeze at the ground, covering the floor in ice and making the zombies slip and slide around.

Millard climbed up a pillar, holding a rope and eyeing the zombie crowd below and Trixie and Vance made their way to the fryer. Millard saw his chance and swung down. "Coming through!" He yelled, dropping down into the crowd. "Seriously?" Trixie asked in disbelief. Vance shook his head. "There's a hero in all of us! This is your time! Millard Milford believes in you!" Millard called as the zombies carried him away. "Well, he's dedicated. I'll give him that." Trixie admitted as she walked to the fryer. "A little too dedicated if you ask me." Vance said. Trixie shut off the fryer and headed back to the fight.


Zombie Pronto, still cuffed to the map, almost considered chewing his arm off as Saturday and Eli ran past him. "Okay Joules, you know what to do." Eli said as he loaded and fired Joules and blasted Mr. Saturday into the hardware store with her Tazerbolt. Saturday recovered as Eli entered, aiming his blaster. Mr. Saturday fired his beam at Eli, who jumped out of the way. 3 more zombies entered and grabbed Eli. "Hold him my minions. Time to add another to your ranks." Saturday said as he prepped his staff. Eli struggled against the zombies' grip. "No point in struggling Eli Shane." Eli eyed a metal tray. "You and your brother will be my slaves." Saturday said, firing his beam. Eli grabbed the tray and deflected the beam back at Saturday, hitting him in the head. Eli smiled, thinking Saturday was put under his own spell. "Must. Obey. Myself!" Saturday laughed, completely unphased. "You seriously thought you'd stop me by putting me under my own mind-control?" Eli glared. "All you've done, is made me twice as determined to win." Eli looked down, holding Doc in his barrel, smirking with a plan. "You thought you had a chance? No, no, no. Never had one, never will." Saturday said, prepping his staff. Eli knocked the zombies away, picked up his blaster, loaded and fired Doc. Doc transformed and knocked Saturday's staff to the ground, releasing the Cryptogriff. Doc then flew down onto the ghoul and cured it, sending his Medici wave throughout the entire mall, curing the zombies.

As Pronto was cured, he looked to see his predicament. "Uh-oh. This is never a good sign." He said.

Everybody in the food court was also cured. Kord eased up on the table. "Is the show over already? I don't remember any of it, Howard." Sylvia said in disappointment. "Hypnotist act Sylvie. Worse than magicians." Howard said. Trixie looked down to see Millard covered in mall junk. "Little help here." Millard said, giving an innocent smile and a thumbs up.

Doc and the Hypnogriff recovered from the healing, smiled at Eli and hopped into his hand. "My pleasure little friend. How'd you like to join the team?" Eli asked. The Hypnogriff chittered and nodded. "Great. Think I'll call you Dazer." "Eli!" Harley called, entering the store. "Hey Harley. Meet Dazer." Eli said introducing his newest slug. "Well, aren't you a little cutie." Harley said, tickling Dazer's tummy. "But Saturday's gone." Eli said with a glare. "Oh, I wouldn't say that just yet." Harley interjected.

Mr. Saturday was making a break for the exit. "He who ghouls and runs away, lives to ghoul another-" He tried to say, until he stopped in his tracks, surrounded by dozens of security slingers. Millard slid down the escalator to join the party. "Got news for you, Saturday. You're not headed to some cushy eastern country club prison. You're going to mall jail!" Millard declared as his security brothers dragged him away. The Shane Gang looked on from the balcony.


Outside, the gang hopped on their mechas as they prepared to leave. Millard walked up to them. "As services rendered, lifetime passes to the arcade and the food court." He said holding up 6 pass cards. Trixie took them. "Wow! Thanks Millard." She said overjoyed. "But of course, some people would've found it insulting. Especially when I told upstairs you might not have taken them as rewards." Millard said. "You're heroes. Been a real honor. If you ever need help from me and my brothers in baby blue, you know how to contact us." "Face it. Only one place we're ever gonna get real downtime." Eli said riding off. "Yeah. Let's go home." Trixie said as she and the others followed.

Inside the mall jail, Mr. Saturday sat in his cell. When suddenly, his cell door unlocked. He looked to see Dr. Blakk, along with Jon Bull and Stalker, entering his cell. "Dr. Blakk!" He said in shock. "So, Mr. Saturday is his own man, is he?" Blakk asked as Bull and Stalker grabbed Saturday's arms. "I think we need to re-discuss the terms of our deal." Blakk said glaring as Mr. Saturday sheepishly smiled.

Whew! What a day! The Shane gang face a zombie infested mall and gain a new friend in a dimwitted but dedicated security slinger and get a new slug! What surprises will come next? Leave a review if you want and find out.

Author's note: The New Kid chapters are gonna be on hold until later in the new year. I've gonna be in Toronto next weekend for the Cats musical and I start night classes in January. Happy Holidays everyone!

Slug Arsenal:

Eli Shane: Burpy (Infurnus), Joules (Tazerling), Noodle (Flopper), Banger (Armashelt), Bolo (Polero), Rammer (Rammstone), Rocky (Hop Rock), Chiller (Frostcrawler), Burner (Lavalynx), Suds (Bubbaleone), Goober (Jellyish), Sparky (Grenuke), Doc (Boon Doc), Larry (Lariat), Gust (Tormato), Buzzsaw (Thresher), Digger (Crystalid), Spinner (Arachnet), Mucky (Dirt Urchin), Tangles (Vinedrill), Spooker (Frightgeist), Charger (Fandango), Stunts (Speedstinger), Glimmer (Phosphoro), Mo (Enigmo), Dazer (Hypnogriff)

Harley Shane: Matchstick (Flaringo), Squirm (Flopper), Frostbite (Frostcrawler), Webs (Arachnet), Gels (Jellyish), Zipper (Hoverbug), Ivy (Vinedrill), Masher (Rammstone), Shredder (Thresher), Smelly (Flatulorhinkus)

Trixie Sting: Bluster (Tormato), Blizzard (Frostcrawler), Spider (Arachnet), Twirl (Polero), Balloon (Bubbaleone), Haunter (Frightgeist), Pounder (Rammstone), Slicer (Thresher), Rocks (Hop Rock)

Kord Zane: Bludgeon (Rammstone), Sploder (Hop Rock), Jolt (Tazerling), Trip (Polero), Flycatcher (Arachnet), Floatie (Bubbaleone), Iceberg (Frostcrawler), Scorch (Flaringo)

Pronto Geronimo: Stinky (Flatulorhinkus), Slimey (Jellyish), Soapy (Bubbaleone), Bruiser (Rammstone), Flame (Flaringo)

Vance Volt: Blast (Hop Rock), Bloom (Vinedrill)

Mario Bravado: Ricochet (Speedstinger), Slide (Frostcrawler)