Forming a long line that was lead by Boss, the cute, little ham-hams scuttered down the dark halls, keeping their dark little eyes wide open. Ham-Ham Clubhouse: 2. The Bebop: nothing. Despite winning the second round after facing Faye, none of the ham-hams felt any relief from the battles.
"Son of a bitch. How many humans do we have to freakin' face? That purple-haired lady was sure tough," Panda said.
"You can say that again. I thought for sure we were about to be reduced to crispy mcnuggets," Oxnard said.
"Let's be glad we're still alive. If it weren't for Maxwell, we'd be all goners. Ain't that right, Maxie?" Sandy asked, giving the intelligent ham-ham inviting eyes.
"... Sandy... " Maxwell whispered, letting out a light blush.
"We're not out of the woods just yet, ham-hams. The next human could be a real major disaster. Let's keep our eyes open and our claws sharp," Boss said. Just as they were about to turn to the next hall, Panda spotted a door that really made his eyes glitter with pure excitement. Many of the ham-hams bumped right into him and felt their line disrupted.
"Hey! Who stopped all of a sudden?" Pashmina asked.
".... up there, you guys..." Panda said. All of the 9 ham-hams looked up to the sign above the door to their right. The sign read: "The Junk Room".
"So it's a room full of junk. What's the big deal?" Howdy asked.
"To you guys, it's a shit-hole. But to me..." Panda's eyes glistened even more.
"... it's our ticket to victory! I got a plan, everybody. A MASTER Plan..." Panda said. Everyone huddled all around Panda to hear him out. After minutes of letting the Clubhouse in on the 411, all of them gasped with glee.
"WOW! You really amaze us, Panda! I'm surprised I didn't come up with such a plan," Maxwell said.
"Looks like the terrible experiments are really paying off! Panda's imagination is far more awesome than the last time. LET'S DO IT!" Dexter said. After Boss and Oxnard opened the steel door to "The Junk Room," everyone scuttered in and started to put the Master Plan into effect.
"... we're gonna save this plan for the last human left standing...." Boss said sadistically.
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Four little hamsters quietly crept into Spike's personal quarters. Hamtaro, Bijou, Cappy and Penelope spotted three humans resting on two separate beds. One large human on one bed was completely bandaged up like a mummy. The second human was a beautiful woman with a ice-bag on her head and a thermomemter sticking out of her mouth. The third human wearing an eyepatch was peacefully sleeping next to the woman, snuggling close to her and letting his fingers lace with hers. The ham-hams looked around quietly.
"Aw, man! Those guys aren't around here, either. Where in the world can they possible be? What they're doing isn't right at all," Hamtaro said.
"You're so right, Hamtaro. Did you see the way their eyes glowed earlier? They're not the same ham-hams we use to know," Bijou said. The four ham-hams leaped onto Spike's bed and checked on Spike and Faye.
"This is really screwed up! I thought we ham-hams are suppose to be friendly and sweet, ya know?" Cappy said.
"Okweeeee," Penelope said sadly.
"I know. I know what those scientists did to us was terrible, but that doesn't give any of us the right to be any worse. No one deserves such a beating," Bijou said, gently carressing Faye's face. Hamtaro leaned closer to Spike to see if he too suffered from the hands of the Clubhouse. When he took a sniff at Spike, his eyes widened.
"... what? This human smells so familiar. He smells almost like... LAURA!" Hamtaro said.
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The Ham-Ham Clubhouse was working harder than ever, even harder than the time when Boss' home was flooded by the rain. The sparks were flying from the hot metal and their faces were covered with grease, but their Master Plan was far from over. While everyone else were getting their paws dirty, Panda and Maxwell were going over the blueprints to make sure everything was going smoothly.
"This will be PERFECT! When it's functional, it will be the perfect instrument to end all the humans' lives! As a matter of fact, it will bring an end to ALL HUMANITY!!!" Panda screamed, letting out a sadistic laugh. Suddenly, an extremely cold draft brushed throughout the entire Junk Room.
"HOLY SHIT! Where did that draft come from?!" Stan asked.
"It's coming from the hallway. Let's check it out," Boss said. All of the ham-hams, except Panda and Maxwell, went out to the halls, only to end up slipping on ice. Eventually, the ham-hams finally regained their balance.
"It's as if we stepped into the Ice-Capades! What's going on here?" Pashmina asked, trying to look through the thick frosted mist. Suddenly, a very evil laugh echoed throughout the halls. Skating through the frosted air came a highly armored hockey player wearing a New Jersey Devils uniform. The hockey mask was shaped as the face of the Grim Reaper, and the hockey stick was as sharp as a samurai sword. The hockey player slowly took off her mask and revealed herself.
"Hello, my little hockey pucks. Edward's the name, and hockey's my game! When I'm done with you, I'm gonna turn every one of you into my personal Beanie Babies..."
... to be continued.
"Son of a bitch. How many humans do we have to freakin' face? That purple-haired lady was sure tough," Panda said.
"You can say that again. I thought for sure we were about to be reduced to crispy mcnuggets," Oxnard said.
"Let's be glad we're still alive. If it weren't for Maxwell, we'd be all goners. Ain't that right, Maxie?" Sandy asked, giving the intelligent ham-ham inviting eyes.
"... Sandy... " Maxwell whispered, letting out a light blush.
"We're not out of the woods just yet, ham-hams. The next human could be a real major disaster. Let's keep our eyes open and our claws sharp," Boss said. Just as they were about to turn to the next hall, Panda spotted a door that really made his eyes glitter with pure excitement. Many of the ham-hams bumped right into him and felt their line disrupted.
"Hey! Who stopped all of a sudden?" Pashmina asked.
".... up there, you guys..." Panda said. All of the 9 ham-hams looked up to the sign above the door to their right. The sign read: "The Junk Room".
"So it's a room full of junk. What's the big deal?" Howdy asked.
"To you guys, it's a shit-hole. But to me..." Panda's eyes glistened even more.
"... it's our ticket to victory! I got a plan, everybody. A MASTER Plan..." Panda said. Everyone huddled all around Panda to hear him out. After minutes of letting the Clubhouse in on the 411, all of them gasped with glee.
"WOW! You really amaze us, Panda! I'm surprised I didn't come up with such a plan," Maxwell said.
"Looks like the terrible experiments are really paying off! Panda's imagination is far more awesome than the last time. LET'S DO IT!" Dexter said. After Boss and Oxnard opened the steel door to "The Junk Room," everyone scuttered in and started to put the Master Plan into effect.
"... we're gonna save this plan for the last human left standing...." Boss said sadistically.
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Four little hamsters quietly crept into Spike's personal quarters. Hamtaro, Bijou, Cappy and Penelope spotted three humans resting on two separate beds. One large human on one bed was completely bandaged up like a mummy. The second human was a beautiful woman with a ice-bag on her head and a thermomemter sticking out of her mouth. The third human wearing an eyepatch was peacefully sleeping next to the woman, snuggling close to her and letting his fingers lace with hers. The ham-hams looked around quietly.
"Aw, man! Those guys aren't around here, either. Where in the world can they possible be? What they're doing isn't right at all," Hamtaro said.
"You're so right, Hamtaro. Did you see the way their eyes glowed earlier? They're not the same ham-hams we use to know," Bijou said. The four ham-hams leaped onto Spike's bed and checked on Spike and Faye.
"This is really screwed up! I thought we ham-hams are suppose to be friendly and sweet, ya know?" Cappy said.
"Okweeeee," Penelope said sadly.
"I know. I know what those scientists did to us was terrible, but that doesn't give any of us the right to be any worse. No one deserves such a beating," Bijou said, gently carressing Faye's face. Hamtaro leaned closer to Spike to see if he too suffered from the hands of the Clubhouse. When he took a sniff at Spike, his eyes widened.
"... what? This human smells so familiar. He smells almost like... LAURA!" Hamtaro said.
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The Ham-Ham Clubhouse was working harder than ever, even harder than the time when Boss' home was flooded by the rain. The sparks were flying from the hot metal and their faces were covered with grease, but their Master Plan was far from over. While everyone else were getting their paws dirty, Panda and Maxwell were going over the blueprints to make sure everything was going smoothly.
"This will be PERFECT! When it's functional, it will be the perfect instrument to end all the humans' lives! As a matter of fact, it will bring an end to ALL HUMANITY!!!" Panda screamed, letting out a sadistic laugh. Suddenly, an extremely cold draft brushed throughout the entire Junk Room.
"HOLY SHIT! Where did that draft come from?!" Stan asked.
"It's coming from the hallway. Let's check it out," Boss said. All of the ham-hams, except Panda and Maxwell, went out to the halls, only to end up slipping on ice. Eventually, the ham-hams finally regained their balance.
"It's as if we stepped into the Ice-Capades! What's going on here?" Pashmina asked, trying to look through the thick frosted mist. Suddenly, a very evil laugh echoed throughout the halls. Skating through the frosted air came a highly armored hockey player wearing a New Jersey Devils uniform. The hockey mask was shaped as the face of the Grim Reaper, and the hockey stick was as sharp as a samurai sword. The hockey player slowly took off her mask and revealed herself.
"Hello, my little hockey pucks. Edward's the name, and hockey's my game! When I'm done with you, I'm gonna turn every one of you into my personal Beanie Babies..."
... to be continued.