It was a dark and stormy night, as most nights are when something creepy is about to happen. Most people would be inside at a time like this, but there where two brothers who weren't in their beds asleep. "Why do we have to do this on a dark and stormy night? We might catch a cold!" the younger brother whined. "Because this is just the right time to raise up evil," the older one whispered. "But." "Shut up, Henry." "Yes, Orville." The siblings finally came to the place where they were looking for: the cemetery. "How come evil things have to be raised on dark and stormy nights and in creepy places?" Henry asked. "Because that's just how evil things are raised. Now hush. I'm going to say the words which will waken the evil," Orville said. He then turned and started chanting. "Ohmahay, justicoba TERIACOLICY." "What the heck does that all mean?" Henry interrupted. "Orville stared at his brother. "What do you mean?" "Well, lets face it, no one goes around saying stuff like that." "Look, Henry, it's what you say when you're raising evil!" "I think you made that up!" "No!" "Yes, you did!" "Oh, shush! Let me finish!" Orville then turned around and said, "Gombola!" The wind started to pick up, and a large green light began to glow! And then the light exploded with a not very loud pop. "I kind of expected a deafening explosion," said Henry. "Yeah, me too. Lets go see what we raised!" The brothers walked slowly towards where the light had been. "I don't see anything," whispered Henry. "I do! Look!" the brothers gasped at the figure in front of them. The figure just laughed. "Well, gosh gentlemen," the figure chuckled, "you look more scared then a mouse facing down a not happy owl!"