Author Note: Okay, I know that this next chapter you might be thinking
"wait a minute, there are not crocodiles on the beach" but please let's
just say there are, k?
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Blue's Revenge, Part 5 (da, da, da, dum!)
Blue bounced out of the painting of her house onto the beach, landing almost right on top of Shovel and Pail who were on the other side.
"Why hello Blue!" Shovel exclaimed. "I didn't expect to see you here!"
Blue rolled her eyes: she didn't go on vacation until next week unlike *some* people.
"Where's Joe?" Pail asked.
Blue shook her head, not having any time to explain about the mad man and half-wit who were to be coming her way soon. She simply shrugged her shoulders and threw a paw print in a meaningless direction ("This would throw those fools off!" she thought) before hiding behind a boat.
Moments later, Steve and Joe tumbled out of the painting.
"Now where is that good for nothing canine..." Steve gritted his teeth.
The "kids at home" snickered. They didn't know where she was, now did they?
"How dare you say she's no good!" Joe huffed. "I mean, who's the one not yet caught? Hmmm..hmmm? What you do you say to that?"
"Who's the one with the knife? Hmm? Hmm?" Steve said mockingly.
Joe blinked and finally realized the horrible mess he had gotten himself in. He was about to open his mouth to say something useless, but Steve silenced him.
"A clue, a clue!" A daring "kid at home" yelled out.
"Blue? Where?" Steve said, grabbing for the knife.
"A CLUE!"
"You really need to get your hearing checked, Steve." Joe shook his head.
"Huh?" Steve asked, having not paid attention.
Joe shook his head, searching the area for the lost canine.
"A paw print!" Steve exclaimed a minute later. "Over there by that-by that- !"
"Crocodile!" Joe yelled out in horror.
The crocodile looked up from where it was sitting, snapping his jaws once to the two hosts. Snorting, it took a step forward to warn Joe and Steve off.
"Steve, I think, I think-" Joe cried out. "I think he ate BLUE!"
Blue grinned from behind the boat, knowing that it was just the beginning of her payback time...
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Author Note: I know, you wanted the hosts to be eaten in this chapter, didn't you? Mwhahaha, no, sorry- these guys don't deserve such a death. I was thinking more along the lines of fire, torture, knifes... -points to PG rating- well, okay, I can't, but give me a break. : ) Oh, and REVIEW! I would like a little more feedback on this story then I have been getting lately. I wasn't sure who was reading it, so I postponed the chapter for a bit to see if that changed.
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Blue's Revenge, Part 5 (da, da, da, dum!)
Blue bounced out of the painting of her house onto the beach, landing almost right on top of Shovel and Pail who were on the other side.
"Why hello Blue!" Shovel exclaimed. "I didn't expect to see you here!"
Blue rolled her eyes: she didn't go on vacation until next week unlike *some* people.
"Where's Joe?" Pail asked.
Blue shook her head, not having any time to explain about the mad man and half-wit who were to be coming her way soon. She simply shrugged her shoulders and threw a paw print in a meaningless direction ("This would throw those fools off!" she thought) before hiding behind a boat.
Moments later, Steve and Joe tumbled out of the painting.
"Now where is that good for nothing canine..." Steve gritted his teeth.
The "kids at home" snickered. They didn't know where she was, now did they?
"How dare you say she's no good!" Joe huffed. "I mean, who's the one not yet caught? Hmmm..hmmm? What you do you say to that?"
"Who's the one with the knife? Hmm? Hmm?" Steve said mockingly.
Joe blinked and finally realized the horrible mess he had gotten himself in. He was about to open his mouth to say something useless, but Steve silenced him.
"A clue, a clue!" A daring "kid at home" yelled out.
"Blue? Where?" Steve said, grabbing for the knife.
"A CLUE!"
"You really need to get your hearing checked, Steve." Joe shook his head.
"Huh?" Steve asked, having not paid attention.
Joe shook his head, searching the area for the lost canine.
"A paw print!" Steve exclaimed a minute later. "Over there by that-by that- !"
"Crocodile!" Joe yelled out in horror.
The crocodile looked up from where it was sitting, snapping his jaws once to the two hosts. Snorting, it took a step forward to warn Joe and Steve off.
"Steve, I think, I think-" Joe cried out. "I think he ate BLUE!"
Blue grinned from behind the boat, knowing that it was just the beginning of her payback time...
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Author Note: I know, you wanted the hosts to be eaten in this chapter, didn't you? Mwhahaha, no, sorry- these guys don't deserve such a death. I was thinking more along the lines of fire, torture, knifes... -points to PG rating- well, okay, I can't, but give me a break. : ) Oh, and REVIEW! I would like a little more feedback on this story then I have been getting lately. I wasn't sure who was reading it, so I postponed the chapter for a bit to see if that changed.
