Author Note: Please Review! I hope you like the chapter.
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Vince paced back and forth, frowning. "Where could those guys be?"
"Maybe they're lost," Gus suggested.
"Oh, the horror!" Mikey exclaimed. "Lost in the depths of the playground!"
"Can it all of you. They're not lost. They're probably giving the-no-good- criminal a piece of their mind." Spineli stated. However, she had to admit, it had been at least twenty minutes since they had left. Maybe they were lost..
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The kindergarteners made a circle around T.J., King Bob, and the Hustler Kid, waving their spears at them with hatred. It looked like it would be the end for them.
"Must PAY!" screamed the leader again. "Stole sacred shiny thing!" All the other kindergarteners joined in the screaming as King Bob tried to settle them down.
"Please listen! We didn't steal-stop!" King Bob shouted in vain.
The leader gritted his teeth. "Pay now! You-" he pointed to T.J. "first!"
T.J. gulped. "Well, it's been nice knowing you guys..."
Just then, a loud and sharp whistle was heard from the Hustler Kid. "Now listen up, I'm sure we can replace this er- scared 'shiny thing' of yours."
"How?!" The leader said, somewhat interested.
The Hustler Kid scratched his chin before digging inside his jacket. A minute later he produced a mirror. "Would this tickle your fancy, fine sir?"
The leader's eyes widened, looking at the mirror as big as his head. "Shiny!" He said, pleased. His eyes narrowed though in suspicion. "What must trade?"
"This mirror for letting us go." King Bob stated.
The leader scratched his head, motioning to a few others to come closer. He whispered to two boys and a girl who looked remarkably like the Swinger Girl before nodding. "DEAL!"
The Hustler Kid grinned, handing over the mirror as the other put away their spears, yawning. Apparently it was time for their nap.
"Where'd you get that?" T.J. asked, wiping his head his red cap. He thought he would be dead for sure.
"I traded some sort of hair spray for the mirror early this week. The Ashleys said the mirror was too small for their liking so I took it." The Hustler Kid remarked.
"To think that the Ashleys unknowingly saved our lives!"
The three guys stopped for a minute and stared.
"No one is to never know about this-incident," King Bob ordered.
"Agreed," the other two said.
"Now then, where to next?" T.J. clapped his hands together, suddenly seeing a torn page of a Senior Fusion comic nearby. "Look!"
The three ran to the comic, picking it up. "Who could have done this?" King Bob asked, frowning.
"Er, guys?" T.J. said, turning around. "Look where we are!"
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To Be Continued
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Vince paced back and forth, frowning. "Where could those guys be?"
"Maybe they're lost," Gus suggested.
"Oh, the horror!" Mikey exclaimed. "Lost in the depths of the playground!"
"Can it all of you. They're not lost. They're probably giving the-no-good- criminal a piece of their mind." Spineli stated. However, she had to admit, it had been at least twenty minutes since they had left. Maybe they were lost..
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The kindergarteners made a circle around T.J., King Bob, and the Hustler Kid, waving their spears at them with hatred. It looked like it would be the end for them.
"Must PAY!" screamed the leader again. "Stole sacred shiny thing!" All the other kindergarteners joined in the screaming as King Bob tried to settle them down.
"Please listen! We didn't steal-stop!" King Bob shouted in vain.
The leader gritted his teeth. "Pay now! You-" he pointed to T.J. "first!"
T.J. gulped. "Well, it's been nice knowing you guys..."
Just then, a loud and sharp whistle was heard from the Hustler Kid. "Now listen up, I'm sure we can replace this er- scared 'shiny thing' of yours."
"How?!" The leader said, somewhat interested.
The Hustler Kid scratched his chin before digging inside his jacket. A minute later he produced a mirror. "Would this tickle your fancy, fine sir?"
The leader's eyes widened, looking at the mirror as big as his head. "Shiny!" He said, pleased. His eyes narrowed though in suspicion. "What must trade?"
"This mirror for letting us go." King Bob stated.
The leader scratched his head, motioning to a few others to come closer. He whispered to two boys and a girl who looked remarkably like the Swinger Girl before nodding. "DEAL!"
The Hustler Kid grinned, handing over the mirror as the other put away their spears, yawning. Apparently it was time for their nap.
"Where'd you get that?" T.J. asked, wiping his head his red cap. He thought he would be dead for sure.
"I traded some sort of hair spray for the mirror early this week. The Ashleys said the mirror was too small for their liking so I took it." The Hustler Kid remarked.
"To think that the Ashleys unknowingly saved our lives!"
The three guys stopped for a minute and stared.
"No one is to never know about this-incident," King Bob ordered.
"Agreed," the other two said.
"Now then, where to next?" T.J. clapped his hands together, suddenly seeing a torn page of a Senior Fusion comic nearby. "Look!"
The three ran to the comic, picking it up. "Who could have done this?" King Bob asked, frowning.
"Er, guys?" T.J. said, turning around. "Look where we are!"
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To Be Continued
