After about ten minutes, Jingle rubbed his blackened eye, tried to
straighten his hair, and get his guitar back into tune. "OK," Jingle said
after he got on the bed to sit, "what are we going to do?" "WE? Ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha. You got US in this, so FIGURE IT OUT YOURSELF!!!" Boss yelled.
He grabbed Jingle, got off the bed, and put his face against the wall.
"OK!" Jingle yelled, tasting dirt. "I'll do it!" Boss sat back down and said, "Too bad there's not enough light to get to the walls..." Jingle walked the wall, but he soon tripped. "Wha?" Jingle touched it again. "It's a lever!" Jingle pulled it down and 1 1/2 inches of the wall went up. (They have inches instead of feet.)
"Hmm?" Boss walked over. "Oh! Me first!" Boss demanded. He pushed over Jingle and looked in. There was light, and it went into a room 5 inches tall. "C'mon," Boss said. Jingle stepped in. "Do you feel something strange?" Boss asked. The panel they came through closed behind them. It was only a room with nothing in it except a light with a low fan that hung from heavy metal. "Watch out!" Jingle screamed. "It's...it's...baby snakes!"
Back at the clubhouse...
"I wonder where Boss went..." Caitlin said. "What about Jingle?" Oxnard asked. "Wha?" Caitlin jumped. "Hamtaro! Come on!" Hamtaro questioned, "Why?" Caitlin replied, "We're gonna find 'em, and kick Jingle's-" "OK!" the Ham-Hams yelled. "You can't do that; that's mean and rude," Bijou replied. "OK, just c'mon Hamtaro!" Caitlin yelled.
With Stella and Mike...
"Why did you kiss him?" Mike demanded. "I...I...wanted to see if he was...was...a sap," Stella lied while lowering her head as if ashamed. "It was pleasant, he smelled of music. His voice was a poetic accent. I loved him until he...refused to work for us. My heart flamed as you pulled his guitar from him and tempted to break it.
"But I wanted Jingly to trust me, so I reached up and kissed him. It tasted of cherry pie it was so easy. I wish I could've done more, but he'd get suspicious of me and think I was unsafe. I knew Jingly was in the palm of my hand."
"Yes, I agree," Mike replied. "But, what do you feel about about him now, Stella?" Stella thought so she wouldn't hurt Mike. She thought, I'll have to pretend to...no! I have to. She replied, "I hate him."
"OK!" Jingle yelled, tasting dirt. "I'll do it!" Boss sat back down and said, "Too bad there's not enough light to get to the walls..." Jingle walked the wall, but he soon tripped. "Wha?" Jingle touched it again. "It's a lever!" Jingle pulled it down and 1 1/2 inches of the wall went up. (They have inches instead of feet.)
"Hmm?" Boss walked over. "Oh! Me first!" Boss demanded. He pushed over Jingle and looked in. There was light, and it went into a room 5 inches tall. "C'mon," Boss said. Jingle stepped in. "Do you feel something strange?" Boss asked. The panel they came through closed behind them. It was only a room with nothing in it except a light with a low fan that hung from heavy metal. "Watch out!" Jingle screamed. "It's...it's...baby snakes!"
Back at the clubhouse...
"I wonder where Boss went..." Caitlin said. "What about Jingle?" Oxnard asked. "Wha?" Caitlin jumped. "Hamtaro! Come on!" Hamtaro questioned, "Why?" Caitlin replied, "We're gonna find 'em, and kick Jingle's-" "OK!" the Ham-Hams yelled. "You can't do that; that's mean and rude," Bijou replied. "OK, just c'mon Hamtaro!" Caitlin yelled.
With Stella and Mike...
"Why did you kiss him?" Mike demanded. "I...I...wanted to see if he was...was...a sap," Stella lied while lowering her head as if ashamed. "It was pleasant, he smelled of music. His voice was a poetic accent. I loved him until he...refused to work for us. My heart flamed as you pulled his guitar from him and tempted to break it.
"But I wanted Jingly to trust me, so I reached up and kissed him. It tasted of cherry pie it was so easy. I wish I could've done more, but he'd get suspicious of me and think I was unsafe. I knew Jingly was in the palm of my hand."
"Yes, I agree," Mike replied. "But, what do you feel about about him now, Stella?" Stella thought so she wouldn't hurt Mike. She thought, I'll have to pretend to...no! I have to. She replied, "I hate him."