Chapter 2

Later that evening, I was getting ready to meet my uncle and other relatives at a restaurant. I was stylin' in my beloved jade mini-sheath dress with matching high heeled pumps. I got out of the house and saw four VERY strange guys on the side of the house. I barraged over to them. "Ya'll better not be loitering on the property knocking down 40s!"

They shook their heads, 'No'. I sized them up; they were wackier than Pimp duck! One was a rodent with a large battery strapped on his back. Another was a clown duck with buck teeth, big lips and a banana puppet. There was a dog that was all wet; and my favorite, a duck who must have experimented with WAY too much medicinal herbs! If you know what I mean. 

I folded my arms and said, "Let me guess, you're Pimp duck's posse."

The clown insanely giggled, "Pimp duck!!"

"Yes. That yellow jacketed fiend who tried to molest me!" I growled. They all laughed.

The wet dog proclaimed, "Self-Righteous Indignation, strong enough for a man but made for a woman!"

I scrunched my face in bewilderment. 

The rat with the battery chimed, "So you're the little spark who has our fearless leader's blood boiling." He whipped out a light bulb and addressed it, "But you would never sass me, now would you?" He kissed the bulb and hugged it.

I put my hand to my face in disbelief.

The loco weed duck shook like a leaf and addressed me, "I don't know what you told him but boy is he mad!"

The insane clown duck tittered to his banana puppet toy, "Shorty got him trippin'. He's so hot; it isn't even funny." Insane clown then used his banana puppet to say in a falsetto voice, "Yeah, but he's gonna make it hot for Shorty!"

I put my hands on my hips and rolled my eyes.

The Freaky Four then ran away. I shrugged my shoulders and proceeded to meet up with my relatives at the restaurant, when The Freaky Four suddenly came back. They had a ladder and some kind of weird device. They set up the ladder and started to install the weird device on the side of the house where I was staying.

I shouted, "What the hell are you people doing?"

The wet dog declared, "Your night just got more interesting."

"That thing better not be a spy cam. That pimp duck won't be getting any naughty pictures of me!" I growled.

Insane clown sniggered, "I have no clue what it is, Scrappy Boo."

I shook my head and sighed. I shouted, "Stop whatever you're doing! Get down from there!"

Wet dog announced, "We answer to a higher authority."

Weed duck affirmed, "Yup … no can do. We're following orders."

I knew these guys were worthless and if I wanted anything to be solved I would have to find Pimp duck. I scoffed, "Muy bien. So where is your fearless leader?"

They all stopped and looked at each other. Battery backpack rat answered, "We don't know, mamacita. I guess he's around somewhere."

I glowered at them and disgustedly threw up my hands. I turned to search out Pimp duck when the wet dog howled, "Baby got back!" The loony losers whistled, whooped and snickered up a storm.

I tossed my curly ginger hair and muttered, "Egg suckers"; as I stomped off to kill their pimp.