With Boss and Mike...
Boss watched the rain as Mike put his head under the pillow. "You scared of lightning storms?" Boss questioned him as a bolt of lightning appeared in the window. "Yes...," Mike muttered as he sat upward. When he heard the thunder, Mike jumped up and shouted, "I'm gonna be struck dead!" "Hey, hey, calm down. It's just thunder," he remarked.
Mike nodded and murmured, "You don't mind if I cross the line, do you?" Boss shook his head. Mike went across the imaginary line and peered through the window. When he saw lightning, Mike jumped again. "Whoa, calm down," Boss acknowledged.
Mike turned toward him and shouted, "Does that look like it's not going to hurt us?!" "Mike," Boss said, "you said us?" Mike stared blankly at his foe. "Uh, did I say that?" he inquired. Boss nodded.
After a minute of silence, Mike remarked, "OK, how are we going to get out of here?" Boss smiled and replied, "I dunno, but that's a bunch better." Mike stared at him and responded, "I don't know either, but I just want to see my Stella again." "Yeah," Boss mumbled, "I just wanna see Caitlin again, too."
When another bolt of lightning appeared, Mike hugged Boss tightly. When he realized what he was doing, Mike jumped. "I'm so sorry," he shouted. "I thought you were Stella!" "That's OK," Boss replied. "I don't mind." "If that's the case," he noted, "stay in the way of that window."
Boss sighed as Mike picked up his book. "But," Boss said, but Mike wasn't listening anymore. He sighed and laid back on the bed again. This might be a boring forty years. Dang, that's twice as long as I've been living, Boss thought.
With Officer Tom and Officer Bob...
Officer Bob walked with Officer Tom to the police car. "Why did you take it last night?" Officer Bob inquired. Officer Tom sweated as he replied, "No reason." His partner opened the door and queried, "What's that?!"
Officer Tom rushed over and looked at the seat. He'd forgotten that he'd taken Boss's shovel, too. "Oops," Officer Tom said, "I bought that last night. Just put it in the back." "Looks familiar," Officer Bob mumbled as he picked it up. "It looks familiar to something fourteen years ago...the kid with the shovel and helmet..."
Officer Tom snatched the shovel from Officer Bob and shouted, "I told you, I haven't seen that kid for fourteen years!" He threw the shovel in the back seats. There's something with Tom, Officer Bob thought as he got into the police car.
"Oh, yeah," Officer Bob said after Officer Tom got in the police car. "Hamtaro called this morning." "Really? What'd he want?" Officer Tom questioned. He already knew why Hamtaro had called. "Well," Officer Bob started, "he had called because the Ham-Ham leader, Boss, wasn't there this morning, and Mike of the Bad Hams had vanished, too. A little Ham-Ham named Penelope had gotten a scent that was in both of them's bedrooms. You know them. Fourteen years ago."
Officer Tom nodded slowly. "What am I supposed to do about it?" he queried. Officer Bob glared at his partner and returned, "You haven't been yourself for at least two weeks now! You're usually ready to jump on a case like this! Especially if you took them in fourteen years ago!"
The guilty officer gulped and nodded slowly. "W-we-well," he stuttered, "l-let's ge-get on th-this case!" I'm on this case, Officer Bob thought as he looked at Officer Tom.
Boss watched the rain as Mike put his head under the pillow. "You scared of lightning storms?" Boss questioned him as a bolt of lightning appeared in the window. "Yes...," Mike muttered as he sat upward. When he heard the thunder, Mike jumped up and shouted, "I'm gonna be struck dead!" "Hey, hey, calm down. It's just thunder," he remarked.
Mike nodded and murmured, "You don't mind if I cross the line, do you?" Boss shook his head. Mike went across the imaginary line and peered through the window. When he saw lightning, Mike jumped again. "Whoa, calm down," Boss acknowledged.
Mike turned toward him and shouted, "Does that look like it's not going to hurt us?!" "Mike," Boss said, "you said us?" Mike stared blankly at his foe. "Uh, did I say that?" he inquired. Boss nodded.
After a minute of silence, Mike remarked, "OK, how are we going to get out of here?" Boss smiled and replied, "I dunno, but that's a bunch better." Mike stared at him and responded, "I don't know either, but I just want to see my Stella again." "Yeah," Boss mumbled, "I just wanna see Caitlin again, too."
When another bolt of lightning appeared, Mike hugged Boss tightly. When he realized what he was doing, Mike jumped. "I'm so sorry," he shouted. "I thought you were Stella!" "That's OK," Boss replied. "I don't mind." "If that's the case," he noted, "stay in the way of that window."
Boss sighed as Mike picked up his book. "But," Boss said, but Mike wasn't listening anymore. He sighed and laid back on the bed again. This might be a boring forty years. Dang, that's twice as long as I've been living, Boss thought.
With Officer Tom and Officer Bob...
Officer Bob walked with Officer Tom to the police car. "Why did you take it last night?" Officer Bob inquired. Officer Tom sweated as he replied, "No reason." His partner opened the door and queried, "What's that?!"
Officer Tom rushed over and looked at the seat. He'd forgotten that he'd taken Boss's shovel, too. "Oops," Officer Tom said, "I bought that last night. Just put it in the back." "Looks familiar," Officer Bob mumbled as he picked it up. "It looks familiar to something fourteen years ago...the kid with the shovel and helmet..."
Officer Tom snatched the shovel from Officer Bob and shouted, "I told you, I haven't seen that kid for fourteen years!" He threw the shovel in the back seats. There's something with Tom, Officer Bob thought as he got into the police car.
"Oh, yeah," Officer Bob said after Officer Tom got in the police car. "Hamtaro called this morning." "Really? What'd he want?" Officer Tom questioned. He already knew why Hamtaro had called. "Well," Officer Bob started, "he had called because the Ham-Ham leader, Boss, wasn't there this morning, and Mike of the Bad Hams had vanished, too. A little Ham-Ham named Penelope had gotten a scent that was in both of them's bedrooms. You know them. Fourteen years ago."
Officer Tom nodded slowly. "What am I supposed to do about it?" he queried. Officer Bob glared at his partner and returned, "You haven't been yourself for at least two weeks now! You're usually ready to jump on a case like this! Especially if you took them in fourteen years ago!"
The guilty officer gulped and nodded slowly. "W-we-well," he stuttered, "l-let's ge-get on th-this case!" I'm on this case, Officer Bob thought as he looked at Officer Tom.