Yay, end of writers' block! ^___^ This story has a lot of cutoffs and stuff, that's why the chapters can be somewhat confusing o.o;;;;
Pepito and Squee thought it was best to not go looking for Sam. First of all, she wasn't in the best of moods, and second, she could be anywhere.
"She runs all over the damn place anyway…" Pepito muttered to himself as he and Squee sat on the floor at his house, watching cartoons. The screen then suddenly went blank, and a female newscaster replaced Boopy the dog.
"Yes, it seems that Nurse Inane has been popping up all over the city," they showed a black and white photo of the superhero, courtesy of a security camera, but the picture didn't reveal much because it was so blurry.
"Though she makes a loud and dramatic entrance, she exits with barely a whisper," she paused as she pressed her hand against her ear, looking alerted. "I just got word that Nurse Inane has been spotted at another crime scene,"
The scene blipped over to a newsman standing in front of a club, which looked pretty wrecked: broken windows, slightly burned, blood splattered everywhere, ambulances carrying away bodies. "The so-called 'superhero', Nurse something or other, has been seen at many crime scenes so far.
As witnesses stated, she said that all the crimes share a connection. Locals believe that these murders were done by the alleged homicidal maniac that has been linked to over three hundred murders," Squee snorted and Pepito turned off the TV.
"Ha, Johnny's done waaay more murders than that," "Maybe that's for the people he's killed on the streets," Pepito suggested, remembering that Squee had told him that Johnny usually took people down in his torture chambers to…well, torture them.
It was quiet for a few awkward minutes before Squee thought aloud, "Have you noticed that whenever Sam runs off, that Nurse Inane person shows up?" Pepito arched a brow at him. "Yeah…but, it couldn't be her…can it?"
Squee shrugged his shoulders; "It's possible. Sam is after all very unpredictable and…" "Weird?" "Yeah, that's it." Another moment passed before Pepito screamed, "Ahh! That means she's dealing with weirdoes! —murderous weirdoes!! AHH!!"
"Panic, worry, concern, dread!!" the boys were running down the street towards the club where Sa—Nurse Inane, had been seen.
When they reached it, the police cars and ambulances were still there and were still cleaning up. They approached one cop and Squee asked, "Where was she spotted?" knowing exactly what the boy was talking about, said simply, "Top floor."
Without permission, the two ran inside. The lights were broken so the place was dim, and most of it was charred beyond recognition. Glass and blood littered the floors, and the bodies that haven't been taken away yet were covered with stained white sheets.
There were stairs on either side of the building that led to the second floor and they headed upstairs. They searched everywhere and found nothing more than a piece of string. "Is it Sam's?" Squee looked at his friend, then at the string in his hand.
"I think so. It smells like her." "…Is that a good thing?" He laughed in a goofy manner. "Yes! It smells like…cinnamon buns," he tilted his head back and started to drool and Pepito just shook his head. "You got really weird over the years."
Squee grinned. "At least I loosened up a little, didn't I?" "Uh…let's just go find Sam,"
Squee and Pepito had been running around the city for hours searching for Sam, and hadn't gotten so much as a whiff of her.
"Maybe she's still depressed," Pepito glanced over at his friend and sighed. "Nah, she never stays down for too long." "TOP OF THE WORLD, MA!!" a shrill voice rang out, echoing through the streets empty streets.
The two frantically looked around but saw nothing. The voice cackled and it was heard from above and they looked up. They were in front of a tall building, at least twenty or more stories up. They ran inside and rushed into the elevator, pressing the highest-numbered button.
The elevator music was starting to put them to sleep before the doors opened again and they ran onto the roof, and there was Sam: hanging from a horizontal flagpole with one hand and hooting like a monkey. That wasn't the scary part though.
The scary was that the pole was on the side of the building and Sam was dangling above the city streets. "Sam! Plant your feet on the ground THIS INSTANT!" she giggled at Pepito's forceful tone. "I can't! I'm a very busy monkey!"
She pulled herself up, then swung her legs over the pole and hung upside down from her calves and smiled impishly at him. Pepito growled and turned away. "Find, you can fall for all I care!" "Okay!" she let go.
Oh no! Has Sam fallen to her death? Well you'll have to wait and see! ^__^