The Squirrels Strike Back

(Cue the imperial theme from Star Wars)

A/N: It is I! I am back and because of the number of reviews, which is standing at eight, I shall grace you people with the second in a series about Johnny's encounter with the rodents. This time, the squirrels have allies. Yes, it is correct to say uh-oh in times such as these. Shameless self-promotion: look for my original story, "The Diary of Kez." This story, in diary format, actually circulated throughout my skool. So, here you are, for your pleasure and to add more reasons for you to fear squirrels, The Squirrels Strike Back. (By the way, the thirteenth review gets um. a brainfreezy! Review! Now!)

After Johnny's last encounter with the squirrels, which had been over a week ago, he had decided not to take the evil creatures lightly. They had been worthy adversaries. Every now and then, he would hear small scratching noises and chit, chit chit outside his window. He was sure the squirrels were spying on him. Or was he just going even crazier than he already was. He was in one of the lower rooms in the seemingly bottomless pit that was the home he lived in, spending time with someone he happened to drag in off of the street. He currently had him tied to a chair and a sewing machine sat next to him. Johnny quickly got to work. Through the screams of pain, Johnny tried to make pleasant conversation.

"Do you know about the squirrels?"

"OWWWWWW! Yes! Yes! THEY HAVE A PLOT!" Nny stopped.

"A plot? So I'm not crazy? I mean, I'm not crazy like that?" The man just kinda moaned in pain. "What's their plan?" The man drew in a shuddering breath.

"They're going to destroy mankind and use those who survive the war as slaves." Johnny thought for a minute.

"That wouldn't be too hard for them." With that, he killed the man for no reason.

When he arrived back up to the ground level of his merry home, he opened his diary.

Dear Die-Ary, The squirrels are going to take over the world. Maybe I should stand by and let them. Or maybe I should fight them for all the heartless bastards who they would kill thus putting less strain on me to kill them .I guess I'll fight them, but not to save the human race, as they've already condemned themselves. They prevented me from acquiring my brainfreezy; they must pay. Damn, I miss Devi. I hope she's very happy wherever she is. If I hadn't tried to kill her.

He sighed and went to get his knives and other such weapons.

Another A/N: Yeah, yeah, I had some angsting but it was all for a reason. You'll see why. And I must go because the monkey say so. Ta ta, and Mele Kalikimaka in Hawaii Nei!!!!!! Whoo!