CHAPTER FOUR
"Why?" i asked the leering faces of the Baby-Sitters Club gathered collecitvely around me. "Why Luke Skywalker?"
"Because I was on to these communist bastards," Luke Skywalker answered, holding his slack jaw up in defiance. "I tried to stop them from stealing Taco Bell!"
I gasped. "Taco Bell! You bastards!"
"Taco Bell is a billion times twice industry, the first of its kind. What an ingenius idea, creating a Mexican fast food chain! Once we rule every Taco Bell in the world, we will be the richest commies in the world!" They all laughed like donkies.
Anger boiled in my blood. I could not let Taco Bell fall to the BSC.
I knocked Kristy down, retrieving my Handy Dandy notebook. At the same time, Luke Skywalker used the Force to find his lightsaber. My fingers flew curiously across the paper and I murmured the magic words at the exact same time.
Luke Skywalker was across the room, fighting valiantly against six of the members. Three of them were allready on the ground. I looked around, clutching my weapon in my hand looking for the last member, the ring-leader. I was looking for Kristy.
"Are you looking for me?" a deep throated voice shouted. I turned around to see Kristy, her skin shuddering and moving across her bones, transform into a donkey! Fear gripped me, but I held on to my weapon, knowing what I must do for the sake of my children and their children. What kind of world would it be for them if the BSC ruled Taco Bell?
I kissed my Skip-it on the digital counter display for good luck. Then I carefully placed it on my right foot.
"How do you plan on defeating me with a Skip-It?" demanded Kristy the Donkey, edging closer to me. "If you can use that stupid handy dandy notebook, why don't you draw something useful like a nuclear weapon?"
I grinned evilly. She had no idea.
I began to skip with the skip-it, waiting for Kristy to come closer. When she was close enough, I kicked up, letting the skip-it whap her straight in the head. I continued to spin mid-air, so it would hit her repeatedly on her stupid donkey head.
She retalitated with a brutal kick from her hind quarters. I went sprawling against the floor, but not for long. I gathered up my strength and went to start a second offense.
"Dirty Pop, use the Force!" Luke Skywalker shouted from across the room. "You're skip-it is useless compared to the power of the Force!"
Around him, the remaining members of the BSC in various shades of unconciousness. I nodded, throwing the trusty skip-it aside and breathing deeply, letting the Force become part of me.
"Oh shit!" Kristy cried in dismay. "Code blue! Code blue! I repeat, code blue!"
Code Blue?, I thought inside of my head curiously.
The whole building shook, filling with a misty fog. I was knocked off my foundations.
"Dirty Pop!" Luke Skywalker called out. When the fog cleared, I saw him similarily laying on the floor.
The BSC had disappeared.
"Why?" i asked the leering faces of the Baby-Sitters Club gathered collecitvely around me. "Why Luke Skywalker?"
"Because I was on to these communist bastards," Luke Skywalker answered, holding his slack jaw up in defiance. "I tried to stop them from stealing Taco Bell!"
I gasped. "Taco Bell! You bastards!"
"Taco Bell is a billion times twice industry, the first of its kind. What an ingenius idea, creating a Mexican fast food chain! Once we rule every Taco Bell in the world, we will be the richest commies in the world!" They all laughed like donkies.
Anger boiled in my blood. I could not let Taco Bell fall to the BSC.
I knocked Kristy down, retrieving my Handy Dandy notebook. At the same time, Luke Skywalker used the Force to find his lightsaber. My fingers flew curiously across the paper and I murmured the magic words at the exact same time.
Luke Skywalker was across the room, fighting valiantly against six of the members. Three of them were allready on the ground. I looked around, clutching my weapon in my hand looking for the last member, the ring-leader. I was looking for Kristy.
"Are you looking for me?" a deep throated voice shouted. I turned around to see Kristy, her skin shuddering and moving across her bones, transform into a donkey! Fear gripped me, but I held on to my weapon, knowing what I must do for the sake of my children and their children. What kind of world would it be for them if the BSC ruled Taco Bell?
I kissed my Skip-it on the digital counter display for good luck. Then I carefully placed it on my right foot.
"How do you plan on defeating me with a Skip-It?" demanded Kristy the Donkey, edging closer to me. "If you can use that stupid handy dandy notebook, why don't you draw something useful like a nuclear weapon?"
I grinned evilly. She had no idea.
I began to skip with the skip-it, waiting for Kristy to come closer. When she was close enough, I kicked up, letting the skip-it whap her straight in the head. I continued to spin mid-air, so it would hit her repeatedly on her stupid donkey head.
She retalitated with a brutal kick from her hind quarters. I went sprawling against the floor, but not for long. I gathered up my strength and went to start a second offense.
"Dirty Pop, use the Force!" Luke Skywalker shouted from across the room. "You're skip-it is useless compared to the power of the Force!"
Around him, the remaining members of the BSC in various shades of unconciousness. I nodded, throwing the trusty skip-it aside and breathing deeply, letting the Force become part of me.
"Oh shit!" Kristy cried in dismay. "Code blue! Code blue! I repeat, code blue!"
Code Blue?, I thought inside of my head curiously.
The whole building shook, filling with a misty fog. I was knocked off my foundations.
"Dirty Pop!" Luke Skywalker called out. When the fog cleared, I saw him similarily laying on the floor.
The BSC had disappeared.