And once again I'm pulling a late night trying to finish this fic by
Thanksgiving. Uh...when is Thanksgiving, anyways?
Isaac: ::in a sparkely pink and purple marker "Tomorrow"::
TOMORROW?!
Isaac: ::in glittery green and blue "Yup!"::
AAAAAAGH! ::panics::
Chapter 11: The Get the Cookies Using a Giant Hole Plan!
"Fire ME, will he?" Saturos muttered under his breath. He wasn't
sure where Menardi was, but that didn't matter. He didn't need her. "NO
one fires Saturos! I'll steal those cookies for myself and make my own
cookie shop and then no one will EVER fire me again!"
He looked at the hole he had been digging, and felt rather
satisfied with himself. "There, that ought to do it. Now I'll just
cover it up and when Sheba and Picard walk by they'll fall into the trap,
and I'll offer to let them out if they give me the cookies, so they will,
and then I'll leave them in there for forever!"
He laughed evilly, covering the hole with sticks, leaves, and
dirt.
"I call it the 'Get the Cookies Using a Giant Hole' Plan!" he
declared.
"Pow pow Picard!" he could hear Sheba from down the path. "Pow
pow Picard!"
"Why do you guys say that?" Picard voice asked.
"Your name's just funny like that!"
"Oh goody...lucky me..."
Saturos quickly hid in the bushes.
Sheba and Picard came into view, walking along the path,
completely unsuspecting.
Saturos jumped out in front of them. "Give me the cookies!"
"Not on your life!" Picard tackled him, and they both landed on
the spot where Saturos had hid the hole. They crashed through leaves and
sticks, ending up at the bottom.
"Ow..." Picard muttered.
"Ow?" Saturos whined. "YOU landed on ME!"
"YOU are wearing ARMOR!" Picard pointed out.
"Picard!" Sheba's worried face appeared at the distant top of the
hole. "Are you okay!"
"Sheba!" Picard jumped up, now standing on Saturos' back.
"Oh no!" Sheba looked distraught. "I'll...go get help!"
And she disappeared.
"Well, I hope she hurries," Picard sat down, all while still on
Saturos. The Mars Adept grunted in pain, but Picard ignored him. "What
was this hole doing here, anyway?"
"I dug it," Saturos admitted.
"Why?" Picard looked down at him.
"I was going to trap you and Sheba in it, but I got so excited
when I saw you guys on the path so I forgot my entire plan. Get off of
me!" Saturos whined some more.
"You know, you are the exact opposite of an evil enemy," Picard
wacked him on the head. Saturos yelped. "Great...how long will it take
Sheba to get back here?"
"I don't know," Saturos growled.
"So, what do we do for now?"
"Um..." Saturos thought for a minute. "To be continued?"
Eeeee....I'm in trouble. Tomorrow...tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow...HEY!
Isaac: ::in a very shiny gold "Hm?"::
If Thanksgiving is tomorrow why'd I have to work today?
Isaac: ::in a very pretty aquamarine "They hate you, Akiko. It's all a
conspiracy to stop you from writing fan fics"::
I KNEW it! Hey...where'd you get those new markers?
Isaac: ::in chartreuse "That's a secret! Review!"::
Thanksgiving. Uh...when is Thanksgiving, anyways?
Isaac: ::in a sparkely pink and purple marker "Tomorrow"::
TOMORROW?!
Isaac: ::in glittery green and blue "Yup!"::
AAAAAAGH! ::panics::
Chapter 11: The Get the Cookies Using a Giant Hole Plan!
"Fire ME, will he?" Saturos muttered under his breath. He wasn't
sure where Menardi was, but that didn't matter. He didn't need her. "NO
one fires Saturos! I'll steal those cookies for myself and make my own
cookie shop and then no one will EVER fire me again!"
He looked at the hole he had been digging, and felt rather
satisfied with himself. "There, that ought to do it. Now I'll just
cover it up and when Sheba and Picard walk by they'll fall into the trap,
and I'll offer to let them out if they give me the cookies, so they will,
and then I'll leave them in there for forever!"
He laughed evilly, covering the hole with sticks, leaves, and
dirt.
"I call it the 'Get the Cookies Using a Giant Hole' Plan!" he
declared.
"Pow pow Picard!" he could hear Sheba from down the path. "Pow
pow Picard!"
"Why do you guys say that?" Picard voice asked.
"Your name's just funny like that!"
"Oh goody...lucky me..."
Saturos quickly hid in the bushes.
Sheba and Picard came into view, walking along the path,
completely unsuspecting.
Saturos jumped out in front of them. "Give me the cookies!"
"Not on your life!" Picard tackled him, and they both landed on
the spot where Saturos had hid the hole. They crashed through leaves and
sticks, ending up at the bottom.
"Ow..." Picard muttered.
"Ow?" Saturos whined. "YOU landed on ME!"
"YOU are wearing ARMOR!" Picard pointed out.
"Picard!" Sheba's worried face appeared at the distant top of the
hole. "Are you okay!"
"Sheba!" Picard jumped up, now standing on Saturos' back.
"Oh no!" Sheba looked distraught. "I'll...go get help!"
And she disappeared.
"Well, I hope she hurries," Picard sat down, all while still on
Saturos. The Mars Adept grunted in pain, but Picard ignored him. "What
was this hole doing here, anyway?"
"I dug it," Saturos admitted.
"Why?" Picard looked down at him.
"I was going to trap you and Sheba in it, but I got so excited
when I saw you guys on the path so I forgot my entire plan. Get off of
me!" Saturos whined some more.
"You know, you are the exact opposite of an evil enemy," Picard
wacked him on the head. Saturos yelped. "Great...how long will it take
Sheba to get back here?"
"I don't know," Saturos growled.
"So, what do we do for now?"
"Um..." Saturos thought for a minute. "To be continued?"
Eeeee....I'm in trouble. Tomorrow...tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow...HEY!
Isaac: ::in a very shiny gold "Hm?"::
If Thanksgiving is tomorrow why'd I have to work today?
Isaac: ::in a very pretty aquamarine "They hate you, Akiko. It's all a
conspiracy to stop you from writing fan fics"::
I KNEW it! Hey...where'd you get those new markers?
Isaac: ::in chartreuse "That's a secret! Review!"::