Chapter 9: What's next besides getting trapped inside an abstract painting?
(a/n thanks Grace)
Chrissie was the one who had screamed hardest and loudest. Tobey's foot was still in her clutches, and there was more chaos than oxygen in that cell.
"OKAY HUSH CHILDREN!!" yelled Kat, after grabbing the lead juice Grace was drinking ands throwing it to Katy, whose mouth was so tight to Eric's he couldn't breathe and was turning a shade darker than Monica's hand.
Everyone stopped as fast as they started. Except Ron was sucking his thumb and was curled next to Grace, who was rocking him, with a disgusted look.
"Okay, with yells and chaos we won't be able to do anything!"
"Neither will we, because we are here" as Hermione pointed to the floor "and they're who know where!" and she started pulling her hair.
Katy, who had been pulled away from Eric, was winking and liking her lips happily fulfilled but desiring more, while Eric was hiding behind Tobey, who was hiding behind Ron, who was hiding behind Grace, who was sitting next to Kat, who was standing near Jade, who was standing next to the door, in front of Tyler.
"Well, I guess we could think of something while we fall asleep, or just wait 'til morning" suggested Grace, while sitting comfortably on a gigantic puff, who swallowed her whole. While she kicked and jerked, everyone agreed and went to sleep.
"Harry, calm down, we shall, er, be saved by, um, pure luck" said Monica soothingly to Harry, who was shivering of fear, but still picking his nose. She slapped his hand and he stopped.
"Maybe oranges that speak German, Japanese and French will save us!" cheered Harry, and Monica decided to leave him to believe it. "I just hope that pure luck comes to us!" she thought and fell asleep.
The plaza was full of viewers who were blabbing. There was a big stage, with an axe that could chop two necks at once, leaning comfortably on gallows, where our friends' necks would soon be resting. Chrissie, Grace, Hermione, Jade, Tyler, Ron, Kat, Katy, Tobey and Eric were all in front row, sitting comfortably but nervously on pink fluffy puffs, with godiva chocolates sitting next to each of them. Suddenly, Hinky the Slurpy the 567th came and sat down, on a golden throne next to all our friends.
He signaled, and out of a dark passage that lead to the dungeons, came three walking cubes, guarding Monica and Harry, who looked fast awake and extremely shivery and nervous. The both had pale faces and dark shadows under their eyes. If it wasn't for their near-by deaths, they would have been judged dead by their appearance!
Hinky signaled the walking cubes to bring the prisoners up to the stage, and place them on the gallows. Harry screamed and sobbed, while Monica just looked down with that hand normalized.
A gruff looking walking cube came up and dragged Monica and Harry up the stage and leaned their necks on the gallows, while Harry screamed and kicked, and Monica prayed to Eminem silently. Hinky the Slurpy raised his heavy bum, and turned to face the people. He raised a fat hand and they all stopped talking.
"People of Upside Down land! I give you these two midgets' deaths to see, for they, er, um, I…was bored, so yeah, and anyway, here they are! Monica Miras, who had a huge purple hand, that meant something but now I forgot, and Harry Potter, who, by picking his icky nosie, made nose shaped flowers grow along the path!"
He sat down, and raised another fat hand (a.k.a. Pincer) and then the executioner came up. He was wearing a bloody wedding dress that had been ripped and had been sewed together to a punk concert shirt. He had orange hair, and eyes that were white and looked dead and cold. Harry quieted and looked upon the executioner and sweated.
"Monica, I think the demon child has finally come to eat my liver" said he to her.
"Shut up Harry, we're gonna die the least you could do is be normal!" squeaked she to he. "Sorry, but I DON'T WANN DIE!!!" screamed he.
The executioner came closer and put a black velvet cloth over their heads so they could see nothing. Our friends sitting down in front row squeaked and shivered at the sight. They could have done something except they were tied to their puffs with centipede ropes. The executioner took his place, picked up the axe, and was getting ready to cut their necks off. Up the axe went….down-way….Monica felt something grabbing her pretty hard by her waist, and then she felt as if she was flying, as she heard Harry squeaking beside her.
Hinky the Slurpy stood up outraged, and ordered the prisoners to be sent inside to their cell immediately. No one had ever saved his victims in his 10-day reign, and he didn't like the feeling of being embarrassed. He looked up the sky and saw no trace of the savior and the saved ones, and he sniffed the air and whispered "I smell spiders."
Monica found herself struggling to get the black cloth off her face, and when she finally did, she looked down and saw that she, Harry, and someone else (their savior) were jumping or flying off and on the building and nearby posts. The she looked up and saw that Spiderman was clutching her and Harry to his sides while he was flying and jumping by like mad. They finally stopped at the top of a sugarbritchy-castle that was upside down. He put them down carefully, and helped Harry take his cloth off, while he stopped kicking.
"Y-you are Spiderman?? You saved us? Me? Him?… wow this is surprising!" exclaimed Monica as she shaked her head and green snow flew everywhere, even though it was spring.
"Well, yeah I mean I had to save you….I know you both, and so I had to" Spiderman explained, as Harry cuddled up on his half sister's right side, and sucked his thumb. Spiderman caught a flying pencil with orange eyes, and threw it at Harry, who squealed and wailed. Spiderman laughed.
"Well, I suppose that wanna-be king Slurpy will do something strange to get you both back so I advice we hurry up and find somewhere to hide you guys" said Spiderman as he got up. "What about the others?" asked Harry, now watching Spiderman closely with an interested look on his plain face. His glasses fell down to his nose as he did this.
"I guess I will get them tomorrow, with your help, if you insist. It shall be sort of dangerous…I've done this bizitrillions of times, but you haven't" and he swelled like a balloon with pride.
"Sure, but where will we hide?" and suddenly, as Monica asked this, there was great thunder noises and then thousands of stars and pieces of mozzarella cheese started raining, and Spiderman grabbed them and flew away.
Hinky the Slurpy's orders were done properly, and he looked out his "rain" safe castle, and grinned maliciously. "Well, this shall scare Potter and the rest of them" and he smiled to himself at a mirror nearby that broke and smoked green gases as he broke.
(a/n thanks Grace)
Chrissie was the one who had screamed hardest and loudest. Tobey's foot was still in her clutches, and there was more chaos than oxygen in that cell.
"OKAY HUSH CHILDREN!!" yelled Kat, after grabbing the lead juice Grace was drinking ands throwing it to Katy, whose mouth was so tight to Eric's he couldn't breathe and was turning a shade darker than Monica's hand.
Everyone stopped as fast as they started. Except Ron was sucking his thumb and was curled next to Grace, who was rocking him, with a disgusted look.
"Okay, with yells and chaos we won't be able to do anything!"
"Neither will we, because we are here" as Hermione pointed to the floor "and they're who know where!" and she started pulling her hair.
Katy, who had been pulled away from Eric, was winking and liking her lips happily fulfilled but desiring more, while Eric was hiding behind Tobey, who was hiding behind Ron, who was hiding behind Grace, who was sitting next to Kat, who was standing near Jade, who was standing next to the door, in front of Tyler.
"Well, I guess we could think of something while we fall asleep, or just wait 'til morning" suggested Grace, while sitting comfortably on a gigantic puff, who swallowed her whole. While she kicked and jerked, everyone agreed and went to sleep.
"Harry, calm down, we shall, er, be saved by, um, pure luck" said Monica soothingly to Harry, who was shivering of fear, but still picking his nose. She slapped his hand and he stopped.
"Maybe oranges that speak German, Japanese and French will save us!" cheered Harry, and Monica decided to leave him to believe it. "I just hope that pure luck comes to us!" she thought and fell asleep.
The plaza was full of viewers who were blabbing. There was a big stage, with an axe that could chop two necks at once, leaning comfortably on gallows, where our friends' necks would soon be resting. Chrissie, Grace, Hermione, Jade, Tyler, Ron, Kat, Katy, Tobey and Eric were all in front row, sitting comfortably but nervously on pink fluffy puffs, with godiva chocolates sitting next to each of them. Suddenly, Hinky the Slurpy the 567th came and sat down, on a golden throne next to all our friends.
He signaled, and out of a dark passage that lead to the dungeons, came three walking cubes, guarding Monica and Harry, who looked fast awake and extremely shivery and nervous. The both had pale faces and dark shadows under their eyes. If it wasn't for their near-by deaths, they would have been judged dead by their appearance!
Hinky signaled the walking cubes to bring the prisoners up to the stage, and place them on the gallows. Harry screamed and sobbed, while Monica just looked down with that hand normalized.
A gruff looking walking cube came up and dragged Monica and Harry up the stage and leaned their necks on the gallows, while Harry screamed and kicked, and Monica prayed to Eminem silently. Hinky the Slurpy raised his heavy bum, and turned to face the people. He raised a fat hand and they all stopped talking.
"People of Upside Down land! I give you these two midgets' deaths to see, for they, er, um, I…was bored, so yeah, and anyway, here they are! Monica Miras, who had a huge purple hand, that meant something but now I forgot, and Harry Potter, who, by picking his icky nosie, made nose shaped flowers grow along the path!"
He sat down, and raised another fat hand (a.k.a. Pincer) and then the executioner came up. He was wearing a bloody wedding dress that had been ripped and had been sewed together to a punk concert shirt. He had orange hair, and eyes that were white and looked dead and cold. Harry quieted and looked upon the executioner and sweated.
"Monica, I think the demon child has finally come to eat my liver" said he to her.
"Shut up Harry, we're gonna die the least you could do is be normal!" squeaked she to he. "Sorry, but I DON'T WANN DIE!!!" screamed he.
The executioner came closer and put a black velvet cloth over their heads so they could see nothing. Our friends sitting down in front row squeaked and shivered at the sight. They could have done something except they were tied to their puffs with centipede ropes. The executioner took his place, picked up the axe, and was getting ready to cut their necks off. Up the axe went….down-way….Monica felt something grabbing her pretty hard by her waist, and then she felt as if she was flying, as she heard Harry squeaking beside her.
Hinky the Slurpy stood up outraged, and ordered the prisoners to be sent inside to their cell immediately. No one had ever saved his victims in his 10-day reign, and he didn't like the feeling of being embarrassed. He looked up the sky and saw no trace of the savior and the saved ones, and he sniffed the air and whispered "I smell spiders."
Monica found herself struggling to get the black cloth off her face, and when she finally did, she looked down and saw that she, Harry, and someone else (their savior) were jumping or flying off and on the building and nearby posts. The she looked up and saw that Spiderman was clutching her and Harry to his sides while he was flying and jumping by like mad. They finally stopped at the top of a sugarbritchy-castle that was upside down. He put them down carefully, and helped Harry take his cloth off, while he stopped kicking.
"Y-you are Spiderman?? You saved us? Me? Him?… wow this is surprising!" exclaimed Monica as she shaked her head and green snow flew everywhere, even though it was spring.
"Well, yeah I mean I had to save you….I know you both, and so I had to" Spiderman explained, as Harry cuddled up on his half sister's right side, and sucked his thumb. Spiderman caught a flying pencil with orange eyes, and threw it at Harry, who squealed and wailed. Spiderman laughed.
"Well, I suppose that wanna-be king Slurpy will do something strange to get you both back so I advice we hurry up and find somewhere to hide you guys" said Spiderman as he got up. "What about the others?" asked Harry, now watching Spiderman closely with an interested look on his plain face. His glasses fell down to his nose as he did this.
"I guess I will get them tomorrow, with your help, if you insist. It shall be sort of dangerous…I've done this bizitrillions of times, but you haven't" and he swelled like a balloon with pride.
"Sure, but where will we hide?" and suddenly, as Monica asked this, there was great thunder noises and then thousands of stars and pieces of mozzarella cheese started raining, and Spiderman grabbed them and flew away.
Hinky the Slurpy's orders were done properly, and he looked out his "rain" safe castle, and grinned maliciously. "Well, this shall scare Potter and the rest of them" and he smiled to himself at a mirror nearby that broke and smoked green gases as he broke.