Fro Ninja; Hi everybody!(in Doctor Nick's voice)
Jester; Dude! Wrong shtick.
Fro Ninja; Whoops. So yeah, we're back to give you guys the sweet loving you've been waiting for! I know a lot of you really liked the recap chapter, as I did myself. Although the wait, I could do without.
Jester; What can I say Fro? Sometimes the longer the wait, the sweeter the experience.
Fro Ninja;Too true. So yeah, let's get straight into it! But before that, the comments from last time
The Book; Thank you so much for your support for the past year my friend, and I hope you continue to stay with us as we keep going.
NeonPartyDude;Thanks for checking in mate! Glad to see you liked it. As for the old war veteran, it's a great idea that we definitely thought about. Thanks for the feedback!
Jester; Alright, let's get into it!
Third person's View
"Now it's time for this afternoon's news at 12! Here's our correspondants, Will O' Riley and Jennifer Lawns with our breaking news strory!"
*in the background*
"Will, whatever you do, please just stick to the script. Don't be your brother. We do not need that kind of muck on your resume."
"Will you just relax?! It was the 80's, and he just got into Harvard! I got this okay?!"
"Bill said the same thing..."
"Just give me the damn cue already!"
The camera cuts to two suited figures at a news table with content faces. The one on the left, a white cat male with a burly figure and a five hundred dollar haircut, puts on his best face while staring down the camera. The figure on the is a brown dog female with long flowing blonde hair.
"Good afternoon, I'm Bill O' Riley."
"And I'm Jennifer Lawns."
"And here's the afternoon news with a breaking story. It's been reportedly one week since the huge incident that took place in the small town of Happy Garland. The National Guard, along with the FBI are still investigating as you can see from pictures taken directly from the scene of the events. From the information we have received the armed group that had assaulted the city were all done in attempts to kidnap and recruit children that were living in the town itself, the goal of which has still yet to be found out. Some of the surviving victims and witnesses of the incident have been unable to speak to reporters, because of their wounds and fractured state of mind. According to investigators, the assailants had used viral and visual gas to affect people's perception during the attack. Hazmat teams are still doing sweeps of the city along with decontaminating the survivors that were already found in several bunkers in a near one of the local public school areas.
While there is no new information surrounding this incident, the FBI has assured us they will inform us of any new developments, but beyond this as far as who these assailants are and what their goal is has yet to be disclosed to the general public. Right now we take you to Peter Low as he gives us a bird's eye view of the state of the city. YES Nailed it! EAT THAT SHIT BILL!"
"Will! We're still on air!"
Many of the passengers on the plane paid no heed to the report as the noise began to fade out into the next segment. Save for one man sitting on the far right side of the plane, who huffs at the news report, as removes the ear buds from his head. Glaring at the TV monitor, the large brown furred bear slapped his leg in disgust. Not many would denounce the words of a reporter giving the what's what of an attack on American soil to upset the masses, but he knew better.
"Dammit. Of course there's another cover up. Typical Americans. Replace the honor of the truth for a tongue of silver." He closed his eyes and sighed as the monitors on the seats began to click off. Looking at his watch, the bear scratches his ear length green hair. "Still, there's only one good thing they DO get right..."
Suddenly, the planes speakers clicked on, and a calm voice could be heard on the other end.
"Attention passengers. We'll be landing in Harmony International airport in ten minutes. The weather is currently 65 degrees Please place your seats in their upright positions and relax as we land..." The bear tunes out the noise from the plane's cabin. As his attention was directed elsewhere. His main focus was his primary mission.
"I'll kill them all. I swear I will" He whispered under his breath
Feeling the bump, and the movement of the wheels the bear clinches his fist tightly in anticipation. Walking out of the airport with his messengers bag slung over his shoulder, he finds his several men awaiting him down the corridor. Being escorted through the airport and into the pickup area, he slowly got into the green four door car without making a sound. The bear places his bag at his side as the car drives off from the curb.
In the front seats dressed much like the bear, a rabbit and a dog were wearing green skirts with a black military-like emblem on both sides of their chest, along with pants that seemed like normal jeans but with a military design to them. As the car reaches a red light, it suddenly makes a right turn, leading into an underground tunnel. The bunny cleared his throat as he began to speak.
"Seargant. We've managed to secure an APC from the NG's base. As it stands, we'll be able to get into the city undetected and see what actually took place. We also prepared a COA for obtaining evidence for headquarters"
The large bear growls as he stares ahead of his prime objective. His blood still boiling with passion and hate for the ones responsible for Happy Garland's destruction.
"Good work you two I'll be sure to pass on a good work for all you've done to the Supreme Leader. These damn freaks cause nothing but destruction and chaos. The government doesn't have the backbone nor the resources to handle such circumstances, not in this lifetime. Because of this, it's up to us Landsmen to show the world what these abominations are capable of, and how they need to be put down. Permanently."
"Understood sir! We'll be heading in during the noon shift change, however we'll only be allowed a two hour window before they catch on to the additional APC." The Sargent nods with certainty as he relaxes into the ride to their procured secondary ride.
Meanwhile
Over in the city, several squads were still moving bodies and securing areas in the city, which is more appropriate to be called a ruin of what once stood. The National Guard suffered had a few losses earlier, while dealing a good deal of the sound creatures that had somehow remained over from the previous attack. An event now classified in official case files as The Happy Farland Incident.
The Blades made quick work of the stragglers, which came as a surprise to all of the nearby troop. Despite the assurance of safety, the few remaining survivors that were amongst the ruins were still asking about the details surrounding everything that's happened so far. A few agents of from the Company reminded them some things are on a need to know basis.
"Man, these guys are in a whole 'nother league. They're clearing out this things like they're nothin'!" One of the guards spoke to his squadmates while they were filling out ammo boxes near one of the supply trucks.
The guard next to him grunted.
"Another league my ass. They're nothing but a buncha clowns the LT decided to let down here as a favor to the boss. If they're so great, why don't we call on them more often? I know a school over in Detroit that could use a couple a guys like them at lunch time." All of the guards began to laugh loudly. Soon a big and burly lieutenant with his hat hanged over his face marched over and cleared his throat.
"You ladies want to say that again in front of present company?"
All of the officers became quiet as the lieutenant stared all of them down. " If you want to know where our assistance comes from, I'll let you know one thing. You take orders from ME and me alone. Now with that being said, I expect to shut up and follow the orders I give you! Is that understood?!"
"Yes sir!" All of the guards stood to attention at the LT's words. They didn't just come from him, they came from the top brass itself. All those who had authority at the site were given their roles and how to handle their subordinates, and if they asked about the circumstances, they would be facing some serious charges. Which resulted in two things. A. That guard would spend time in isolation at your field base. Or B, you would be spending time in a cell with no compensation of any kind. More than enough to keep them all quiet. A message clearly given, and a message clearly received.
Meanwhile
Newsberry Base-ICU section
Fisk, Red visited Huey, who was sitting in one of the resting rooms of the ICU while Karina was along with the other Blades that were aiding the search and rescue teams. At the same time, Kote's sisters and mother were at the hospital sector in the next town over. All three refusing to be no less then five feet from him.
The FBI is currently talking to most of the victims that didn't have serious wounds, despite still mentally recuperating. Apparently, the government is taking this attack to the small town very seriously, and as a result, are pushing to cover every detail of it up from the general public. So much to the point that directions were given to have the survivors go through a 'psychological' therapy session. Although behind the scenes, it was actually a mind editor.
Although Huey didn't like the idea of altering a person's memory, Ellen simply reminded him that normal people need the gift of ignorance or they'd simply be unable to function right. He could speak from experience, as his psyche is still being called into check after a week. While the others have been put off by it, he assures them that he's always been this way. Eventually, he got over it, and began to use the device for several of the survivors that came out of the sessions. Surprisingly, even Karina was put off by his willingness to do such a thing.
Huey sat on a resting bed while taking off the rest of his bandages, and eventually the splints for his ribs, which were replaced with metal fillings. Red walked over to him and punched him in the afflicted spot.
"How's that feel?" She asked with a grin.
Huey chuckled. "It tickled."
Fisk who was standing over by the wall walked over.
"It's amazing what two hours in one of the worlds most advanced ICU's will do to you huh kid?"
"Sure does. But can you do me a favor and tell those suits about visiting hours at the hospital? Kote's never gonna get better with them hovering over his bed like hawks."
"Trust me. He's become a case filers worst nightmare after last week."
"Must be hard being famous. Maybe I should start wreck a small town." Huey smiled.
"Wow. Ellen was right. You're just a ball of sunshine aren't you?" A voice could be heard from the far end of the room. Footsteps could be heard drawing closer to the bed. Soon a womanly figure appeared in front of him. "But I wonder if that's just you chuckling away the pain."
The woman in front of him was a human. Her appearance was unique in itself, her red-tannish like skin, her flowing luscious black hair, complimented piercing green eyes. Her body especially was one to be examined for its proportions, having enough to rival even that of Tessera and even Ellen and Lisa, despite their age. Which in itself is a rare sight for most, as they don't often see humans except in certain places of the world. She greeted him with a smile, but the look she gave was one that could probably kill a sniper dead in his tracks. Despite the pressure, Huey stared right back with a content face and unwavering eyes. The woman began to giggle. "What's the matter. Never seen a human before?"
"Only a few handful in Liberia. I lived there for a short while as a serving boy before I got sold to the East. Rare specimens the salesmen called them. Owning one would hasten your fortune to a lifetime. They looked like someone shaved all of their fur off and bathed them in baby oil." Huey spoke without taking his eyes off of her.
"How did you find them?"
"Not as beautiful as you."
"A flatterer too? Your future has promise indeed."
"I try. So do you have a name, or do I have to call CPS with the way you've been eyeing me down?"
"Cheeky aren't we? Names are pretty, but become useless the more you stay in this line of work. Everyone here calls me Boss, so I guess that will do."
"Boss huh? Ooo, let me guess! You're the head of the Company right?"
"What an astute observation, but correct nonetheless. I'm surprised. Most people wouldn't guess that from looking at me for the first time, though you got it spot on Impressed?"
"Surprised is more like it. How do you make it to that position and not get caught in any shit from the higher ups? The appartheid regulations have been intact from the 50's you know."
Chewing a greenish stick in the corner of her mouth the head of Fisk and Red's company dropped the folder of field reports on the table in between them.
"Work this job long enough with enough successions, you'll be able to shut anybody up."
"Duley noted."
The woman spits out the stick to look over the three.
"Anyway, put simple and easy, the organization that Fisk and Red work for, has another branch that deals with things that are...unreachable by governmental standards. We're known as the Paranormal Investigational Tactical Team, otherwise known as P.I.T.T. I'm sure Fisk told you what our and your job is for us. Even more so that he personally recommened you to be the leader of our first team.
Although you're probably one of the youngest agents we have at The Company, it's good to see you're doing your job and doing it well as far the reports go. Now then, onto the big matters. From your reports that you gave, it seems mainly you and your friends were one of the core targets in the attack. The most pressure was on you from what Fisk has added, Zaldwick being a minor target while Valentine was used as a major diversion for their secondary attack. Under normal circumstances, this wouldn't be a big deal to sweep under the rug, but if we know this, it likely caught the attention of other organizations."
"For example?"
"The SCP. Do you know them?"
"I've read some blogs about them. It's a group of lab coats right?"
Red stepped in.
"Nope. Worse. The SCP's a group that holds, captures , and experiments on creatures that catch their intrigue."
"Don't let that fool you though Huey. We've had several run ins with the bastards and they always put containment, and securing dangerous items and people at the top of their list. They'll do anything to gain their subjects." Fisk stated.
"Still all this confusion from three Pure types? I think the Foresaken are taking us for pussies. They wouldn't have sent just three of their own just to capture three Normal-types. The last time they targeted a newly awakened Cryptic-type, they had a group of at least seven Pure-types, and those fuckers had some serious elemental powers." Red said as she pounded her fist into her palm.
"And to make matters worse, they trashed a whole town filled with Non-types. Why? This is clearly something else that I'm missing here." Fisk said.
"My guess? It's probably a message. You think my father had something planned for the whole town from the beginning? Maybe one their leaders put him up to it?" Huey asked Fisk.
Fisk rubbed his chin in thought. "No"
"You sure?"
"Trust me, I know Harmon. He's not one to simply announce his plans bluntly. He always has something subtle hidden behind everything he says and does. But even as I fought him, he wasn't fighting at his full strength. It seemed like he wanted distract me from something. That, and he's a manipulative and cunning son of a bitch that can screw over anyone in a heartbeat."
"Maybe his plan for Kote wasn't simply just to make the Crystal in him go crazy. Maybe it was so that the destruction was that there would be no witnesses to the incident. With us captured, there could be nobody else that could stop the creatures from taking everyone out. I doubt it was something that huge to the Forsaken even if they failed in their mission." Huey deduced.
"I agree with you on that. Red. You and Tessera reported that the tunnel network that connects into the sewers was closed off right?" Boss jumped in.
"Yup a few of those fuckers here and there were around the place. But nothing a few good Whammy rounds couldn't fix."
"Well that's good to know. At least we won't have to be dealing with stragglers anytime soon. Secondly, onto Valentine's condition. How bad is it?"
"Its a solid coma ma'am. We got no way of knowing how long until he gets out of it. Huey has attempted to contact Kote via telepathy, but no results have been unearthed. We still are trying."
"Well the good thing is that the Forsaken won't make a move now that we have two of their own in custody. Plus it's a good way to keep the kids from being taken.
But you know Huey, that also means that it's only going to get harder from here on out. You and Karina will have to pull double duty from now on. From what I've been able to gather, he's the muscle behind the team. Easy to understand, as Valentine does seem to have a more intimidating presence compared to you."
Huey raises and eyebrow and tilts his head at Boss.
"Intimidation only does so much when you're flat on your ass. Besides, I bet you want to say that there are guys out there that make him look like a wimp. But no doubt that he is the muscle alright, I know that, and no doubt that you know that huh?"
"That I do." Boss chuckled
"So from I've been able to get from this talk, The Forsaken had something to gain here even though they failed. They obviously weren't able to take anyone of us, but they had to be some alternative. Did the SCP group lose anything?" Huey asked Red who started to scan the reports.
"If they have, they likely they won't tell anyone anything. They'll have a private meeting with a government G-man. Then we'll get the blacked out version as usual."
"So what was the end game in all of this? To keep us in the dark guessing? If that was the case, they wouldn't have told us anything." Huey then glared back at Boss. "You know something, don't you?"
Rather than answer, she simply shrugged her shoulders.
" Maybe I do, maybe I don't. But you best save the questions for when your friend and the Blades get back. They are still tracking that tunnel to the source from their last radio check., so they most likely well get back in touch with us within the hour. Besides, in your condition Jones, you really should be back in the ICU. Don't worry, we'll take care of everything.
"Alright then. I guess I'll just sit here then, doing nothing. With nothing do. All bored. No work. No play. Stained with boredom." Laid back on his bed with his amrs and legs all sprawled out, sighing every few seconds.
All of three of them sighed at Huey's obvious ploy.
"Fine. Fine. I'll have the service department send you up a laptop and give you the Wi-fi password. Deal?" Fisk told him.
"Yay!" Huey cheered as if he just won the lottery.
"But overall, it's a good thing that Ellen managed to find at least something for us to look into. Also I have to say, that mind wiper of hers is makes fooling the general thing a lot easier for us all, and best of all it keeps the feds off our back."
"I still can't believe that kind of technology exists. Sounds like something out of Men in Black."
Huey chuckled while Boss dismissed them.
"Oh wait! Fisk!" Huey stopped Fisk as he started to walk out the door.
"What is it kid?"
"Do you think you can get me these materials as well as the laptop?"
Huey then quickly grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and wrote some things down on it with blazing speed. After 10 seconds, he gave the paper to Fisk. He scanned the paper up and down and soon raised his eyebrows.
"Are you serious about all of this?"
"Hey, if I'm gonna be here for a few hours, I might as well do something productive right."
"I'll see what I can do."Fisk folded the paper and shook his head as he walked out the door."Haha. He's Harmon's kid alright."
Carley's View
Newsberry-Hospital
This sucked! Not only is our brother a freaking deep sleeper, he's a deep sleeping vegetable. Watching Zeo tug at his ears isn't making him move in the slightest, thought it's oddly irritating to watch. After a while mom walks in with a nurse. The nurse's a slim brown furred dog and her tail is really puffy from some reason.
The nurse changed his calfiter and gives Zeo who's sitting by the side of the bed, a smile before leaving. Mom thanks the nurse as she leaves and then looks at bro and starts to rub his head.
"Don't worry girls. I may have knocked some sense into your brother, but he's a tough nut to crack. This won't keep him like this for long. I'll watch over him while you two go out and look around the place. Remember we're going to be living here for a while until things back home cool off. Plus Ellen said PITT wants to keep your brother hidden until they can figure out what's what."
"Got it mom. C'mon sis. Let's go get some grub." I told Zeo who was still looming over bro's body. I tapped her shoulder and beckoned her to come with me. We walked around town for a few minutes, exploring everything around. I then remebered I had spotted a frozen yogurt shop about four blocks up from the hospital on the trip here. Might as well go pay it a visit.
As soon as we got to the shop, I began to scan the menu to see what looked good to me. I looked over slightly to see Zeo still looking a little gloomy.
"What's wrong?"
"Hey sis. Do you think there's a faster way to get bro to wake back up?"
"No idea but lets hope he wakes up soon. I miss seeing that blank look on his face when I walk around in my panties in the morning."
Zeo started to snicker, and soon her gloomy mood started to clear up a bit. We then walked in line to order our yogurts. I got the cherry Sunday special with cocoa syrup. Zeo got cherry flavor with cuts of gummy worms mixed in. Eating our frozen treats I turn seeing a slim red head mouse is tapping my shoulder. His glasses and white fur is almost as shiny as bros fur, but his fur is still shiner then any other white furred animal I've seen.
"Excuse me. Can you tell me which way is the hospital? I'm new to the area but I need to check up on a friend of mine." He spoke with a little tremor in his voice, but smile was bright, but a bit too bright. I could tell his smile was a little off, and his was scent is odd too. Almost as if it's not his own in a way. I also couldn't really tell what his intentions were from his posture either. For some reason, this guy was rubbing me the wrong way, but I decided to play along.
"Sure. The closest hospital I can think of is a couple ways that way. I think you can take a bus there? Did your friend give you the name of the hosptial?" After a few minutes of dodging his attempts to get to the hospital bro is at, the mouse thanks me and walks past us, still giving us that odd smile. Giving him an equally fake smile Zeo and I walk back.
"Did you see that guy sis? He smelled weird. Like bloody weird"
"Which is why I don't want him to go where we're going. Remember what mom said. People are most likely going to be watching us to find bro and the others. We have to tread carefully to protect him." Zeo nods and we walk back to the hospital with our frozen treats.
We made our way back to the hospital a few moments later. Walking into the room, I'm hit with my favorite smell freshly popped root beer soda.
"How the heck do the nurses get the place to smell like that? This is awesome!" I glamored as I began sniffing everything in the room.
"Oh I agree. Nothing smells as nice as fresh chest nuts in the evening." I think for a moment then look at Mom blinking a few times at what she said.
"Uh...Mom. What do you mean chest nuts, it smells like cherry spring gum." Zeo said.
"How can that be I smell foxy wood sap?" I stated. I then scanned the around the room for any disturbances. I then felt an unfamiliar presence nearby and then kicked one of the ceiling panels loose. From the impact, a large glob of orange translucent gunk comes spilling down. I backed away from the gross little thing slowly. "Ooookayy. That's not your normal slime."
"Me not slime me friend!" Getting closer to Zeo, the orange glob jiggles until two black dots for eyes pop forward along with what looks like its arm.
"Oh my! Aren't you adorable?! What are you little one?"
"Me have no name. Others tall soft skins, not like fur skins call me number name."
"Soft skins? Are you talking about humans? You know humans?" I asked it that question, stunted of disbelief.
"Yes human! They fun! Some really depressed, but I hug them an make them feel all better! But mean fur skins attacking my home. The main mean fur skin kept hurting new friends that's now asleep."
The Glob slides over to bro's bed and jumped onto his sleeping body. Zeo began to growl.
"Get off of him now!" She yelled at it.
"But me help friend!" It responded back. As he looked at Kote's sleeping body, his blank face turns into a smile. And not a normal one either, it was more of an ear to ear smile. I walked over and touch the Glob and in no more than a few milliseconds my shoulders suddenly began relax all the way down, and before I knew it, a calm sigh came out and my hand began to slowly reach back.
"Sis! Are you okay?! What did he do to you?!" Zeo started yelling. I then held my hand up to calm her down, all droopy eyed.
"Zeo it's okay. I...feel...really happy for some reason. I think that's what happens when you touch it." Zeo and Mom both looked at each other in disbelief, and so they moved in to touch it. Pretty soon, they started feeling the same effects that just hit me. I soon snapped out of the blissful state."Hey Glob. You said the humans you were with were attacked by the ones who hurt my brothers?"
The glob makes a sad fatting jelly like shudder.
"Me sorry for not helping more. Bad man had friend chained up. Me tried to get him free but then bad fur came back. Me got scared and hid and new friend turn into big meanie like others."
"Others? What others?" Mom asked.
"Other numbers. Humans that keep me had other numbers kept away from world. They say some are safe to be around. Me one of them, but other numbers too dangers or mean to work around. Me like this fur skin because he remind me of other two skins."
Two skins? He must be talking about Huey and Karina.
"So what did they call you then?" Glob's hands morphed into numbers.
"They call me nine nine nine. Human kept saying these words while working with other humans and had them on their outfits." I tried to hum the words out, but for obvious reasons, the name wasn't sticking on my tongue.
"Riggght. Look...uh...Nine. We're going to have to call you something else. I mean even though you're...something...you're still a living creature. Plus Huey told me that even though you got scared, you helped to save bro. So how's about Zeo and me here, come up with a name for you?"
Soon, the blob crept on a huge smile, and jumped up and down with joy.
"Yay! Name! Name! I get me name! I get me name!"
I then looked over at mom, who was over in her seat watching the whole thing unfold.
"Hey Mom. I know it's a little late, but, can we keep him.
She thought about for a little bit, and then sighed.
"Oh, why not. It seems I'm used to taking things in at this point."
Hearing that we got Mom's permission, he went over to me and started to coo very loudly. I tried to pick him up several times, although he kept slipping through my fingers every time. I gave up after about ten tries. I could tell this was going to fun, I said sarcastically. This is going to be hard. what do you called an orange living blob of slime anyway?
Unknown Perspective
Of course, those kids sent me to the wrong hospital on purpose. That much I knew. All in all, I decided not to follow them. Wolves are seasoned trackers and they can pickup practically anything. I hope my prolonged interaction with them didn't alert them too much.
Fortunately, I dropped a tracking device on the younger ones shoe as I left the store. Looking out of the window from the building I'm using as cover, I can keep an eye on my target, and his family too. I've only seen a few pictures of him and his friends from the scouting photos. Even though he's very rough looking, I must say he's not bad on the eyes. Too bad he's my target.
I document the events of one his sisters conversing with an orange like blob to back home. Feeling my phone rumble in my pocket I answer it and hear the Supreme Leader's aide on the other end.
"I'm receiving your first notes of observation. The creature you're observing belongs to the human organization. Be wary of them. They aren't like the Landsmen or any other group we are presently dealing with. Their purpose is to capture and contain objects or creatures that are rare and too dangerous to be left in the hands of any other. They've been a minor annoyance but that slaver did us a favor in eliminating their branch on the upper east coast. What he allowed to escape or he took is still unknown to us however. A convoy is heading up to their base to scavenge all their research, and will possibly try and locate any of their missing creatures or items. Your orders, Fledgling Nicosia. Head them off and blend in with the crowd. Transmit any and all information from their systems. These orders come directly from the Supreme Leader."
"Consider it done. Is it possible that this PITT organization is receiving help from the humans?"
"Doubtful. Their goals are far too different. The humans would rather experiment on the supernatural rather than protect it. I should warn you now, the creatures they have come in a number of forms. One of our previous reports detail of one in a renaissance doctors mask. One of our elite groups Boma had captured it but in turn, it had killed and reanimated all of the squad members."
"I read the said it deadlier and stronger the more time it was alive and everytime someone shot him. A short time, later the wound healed and his clothing repaired itself."
"You have done you research Fledgling, but nonetheless, be very cautious when dealing with that group and their oddities. The Supreme Leader is expecting to see positive results from you in the coming days. You, of course know of the consequences should you fail."
"Understood. Nicosia, out." Just like that the call ends, and I go back to taking a few more notes as I wait to receive the intel on the convoy. Despite previous information briefed to me, I still can't make head or tails of the Normal I've been sent to watch. His abilities rank low nothing more than a grunt in our overall ranks. 'What could possibly make him as important as the other two?' I asked myself this question over and over. But then I silently chuckled. No matter, their time will come soon enough.
Chapter 21 END
Fro Ninja; Not a bad way to kick things off Jester my friend.
Jester; Why thank you Fro. Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta go make sure Spike doesn't hop on my bed while I'm sleeping again. Oh yeah! And finish Chronicles IV already! It's been nearly two months dude!
Fro Ninja; It's on the way, have no fear!
Jester; I hope so for your sake. You know how the fans get when they don't get their medicine.
Fro Ninja; No doubt! Anyway, see you all next update!