Trick or Treat, Pt 11
By Jill Weber
Big Guy and Rusty characters owned by Sony and Darkhorse and are used without permission or intent to make a profit.
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Hieronymus Neugogg decided that he would have to give up on his quest for the pilot's identity for now. This was just too good an opportunity to pass up. He knew what day it was, of course, and he sensed the influx of many visitors.
More importantly, he sensed the influx of many party preparations, including a platter of goodies sent up to the guards that were just out of reach of his mind control. The platter of cookies and cupcakes distracted the guards at the critical moment of Neugogg's escape.
The first they knew of the breach in security was when the giant, four-legged spider burst into the guard room. Sucker tipped tentacles lashed out and fastened onto their heads.
Within moments, Neugogg had absorbed their minds, leaving them babbling and harmless idiots. "Pah! Their minds are just junk food," he complained. He looked at the empty platter. "And the swine didn't even leave me any sugar cookies," grumbled the mutant.
"Well, I guess I'll just have to do some trick-or-treating on my own, won't I?" he laughed triumphantly as he dragged his victims into his former cell. "I think I'll start with something sweet and juicy… specifically, the mind of Dr. Erika Slate."