Hamtaro, Boss, and Mike looked around the corner of the door. There
was Officer Tom throwing butcher knives at Officer Bob, who was tacked onto
the wall. Everytime Officer Tom threw a knife, it always missed and either
went far off course or almost about to hit Officer Bob with a knife.
"We've got to stop him!" Hamtaro whispered as Officer Tom threw another knife. The butcher knife once again missed poor Officer Bob but was close to getting him in head. "What do you think you're doin'?" Officer Bob demanded as Officer Tom picked up another knife. "I'm gonna someday kill ya by doin' this and then I'm gonna cook ya and make a beef stew!" Officer Tom returned sharply. "Not as long as I stop you!" Hamtaro shouted as he jumped behind him.
Officer Tom turned around hastily and remarked, "Hamtaro, how kind of you to join me in making my beef stew. You know, it's really good, especially if your former best friend is in it." "I don't think you'll be making stew with Officer Bob or me in it!" Hamtaro retorted. Officer Tom formed a demented look in his eyes along with a twisted grin. "Whoever said I was goin' to kill you, Hamtaro?" he inquired as he reached around Hamtaro's neck.
Hamtaro pushed Officer Tom's paw away from his neck and shouted, "I don't know! I just know you're planning it! Stop throwing those knives at Officer Bob!" Officer Tom's grin got larger as he walked over to him. "Oh, really? Of all the hams I could murder, you think I plan to murder you? Actually, I was plannin' to murder someone else instead of my former best friend," he remarked as he glanced over at Boss behind the door. "You wanna know who I was gonna kill? You guessed it...him. You know what would happen if he got out of my house? Any of you? He would tell the rest of the police force that I molested him and get me arrested! I don't care who you are, if I do that to you, the next night you're gonna be dead." "What about me?" Hamtaro shouted. "And you couldn't kill Boss anyways since he's an endangered species!" "No one will know," the sick officer whispered as he pulled his pistol out. He shot once near the doorway to frighten Boss and Mike. Mike laid flat against the floor as Boss jumped upward and into the doorway.
"You're not gonna say that crud to my friend!" Boss scolded as Officer Tom faced him. "That's crud! You know you couldn't kill-" "Kiddo, what am I trying to do right now?" Officer Tom retorted. "You all will stay for dinner, won't you? The special will be my world famous beef stew but with a different turn this time." "I'm not interested!" Hamtaro shouted. "I don't eat meat in the first place!" "Oh, boo hoo," he returned sharply. "I'll do something to each and every one of you three if you try to get in my way of cooking. So... just step out of the kitchen and sit in the dining room." "How 'bout...not?" a voice said from behind all of them.
"We've got to stop him!" Hamtaro whispered as Officer Tom threw another knife. The butcher knife once again missed poor Officer Bob but was close to getting him in head. "What do you think you're doin'?" Officer Bob demanded as Officer Tom picked up another knife. "I'm gonna someday kill ya by doin' this and then I'm gonna cook ya and make a beef stew!" Officer Tom returned sharply. "Not as long as I stop you!" Hamtaro shouted as he jumped behind him.
Officer Tom turned around hastily and remarked, "Hamtaro, how kind of you to join me in making my beef stew. You know, it's really good, especially if your former best friend is in it." "I don't think you'll be making stew with Officer Bob or me in it!" Hamtaro retorted. Officer Tom formed a demented look in his eyes along with a twisted grin. "Whoever said I was goin' to kill you, Hamtaro?" he inquired as he reached around Hamtaro's neck.
Hamtaro pushed Officer Tom's paw away from his neck and shouted, "I don't know! I just know you're planning it! Stop throwing those knives at Officer Bob!" Officer Tom's grin got larger as he walked over to him. "Oh, really? Of all the hams I could murder, you think I plan to murder you? Actually, I was plannin' to murder someone else instead of my former best friend," he remarked as he glanced over at Boss behind the door. "You wanna know who I was gonna kill? You guessed it...him. You know what would happen if he got out of my house? Any of you? He would tell the rest of the police force that I molested him and get me arrested! I don't care who you are, if I do that to you, the next night you're gonna be dead." "What about me?" Hamtaro shouted. "And you couldn't kill Boss anyways since he's an endangered species!" "No one will know," the sick officer whispered as he pulled his pistol out. He shot once near the doorway to frighten Boss and Mike. Mike laid flat against the floor as Boss jumped upward and into the doorway.
"You're not gonna say that crud to my friend!" Boss scolded as Officer Tom faced him. "That's crud! You know you couldn't kill-" "Kiddo, what am I trying to do right now?" Officer Tom retorted. "You all will stay for dinner, won't you? The special will be my world famous beef stew but with a different turn this time." "I'm not interested!" Hamtaro shouted. "I don't eat meat in the first place!" "Oh, boo hoo," he returned sharply. "I'll do something to each and every one of you three if you try to get in my way of cooking. So... just step out of the kitchen and sit in the dining room." "How 'bout...not?" a voice said from behind all of them.