With Mike and Stella...
"Hey, this is pretty fun!" Stella yelled as they went through the snowy mountain. "Where do you think we are?" Mike asked. She shrugged and gasped, "I think I see somebody!" Mike squinted and saw three figures waving. "No!" he yelled. "It's those two! Hamtaro and Caitlin!"
Hamtaro, Caitlin, and Alaine shouted at Mike and Stella. Caitlin paused and gasped, "That's Mike and Stella!" "Grab on!" Hamtaro yelled. "Who are they?" Alaine asked. "You don't even want to know!" Caitlin replied.
Mike and Stella passed and the three grasped them. "What are you doing here?" Hamtaro cried over the wind's whipping clamor. "Of course!" Stella hollered. Mike uttered, "We have to take over all of the Ham-Hams if we're even going to take over anything!" Hamtaro and Caitlin sweat- dropped.
Pretty soon, they were at the base of the mountain. "Are we going to- oh! I need to tell you about the festival!" Alaine yelled. "Now, I don't even know you," Mike murmured. Mike and Stella steered the snowboard into land and everyone got off.
After Alaine explained the festival, Mike stood up and said, "Good thing Stella and I brought skateboards." "What are skateboards?" Alaine asked. "I wanna try one by myself!" "You can have Stella's!" he replied. Stella gave him the look and took the strapped-on-her-back skateboard off her back. "Take the burden strap also to carry it," she advised.
For some funky reason, at the bottom of the mountain, it wasn't at all snowy. Hamtaro looked at it and he muttered, "What a wonder, there's a trail made of concrete to the town and not even a flake on the trail, but on the mountain, it's a blizzard!"
Mike, Hamtaro, Caitlin, and Stella got on the one skateboard in that series. Alaine boarded the other and the two groups started down the pathway. "What's the city called?" Stella yelled over the sound to Alaine. "It's the capital, ZapHunst!" she answered. "Heke?" Hamtaro asked. He wasn't getting it.
After a while, Hamtaro grew hungry again. "Are we gonna eat anytime soon?" he questioned. "Well, we would..." Stella mumbled, "...but we don't have anything." "Yeah," Alaine agreed, "I gave you all I had." Caitlin looked around. "Can't we use a plant or anything? I'm famished!" she exclaimed. Alaine shook her head and said, "You never eat anything you find off this trail. It'll be poisonious. I dunno why, but it just is."
Alaine was into the skateboard that was given to her. Mike and Stella were in control of the one Hamtaro and Caitlin were on. "Are we almost there?" Mike griped. "A few more hours," Alaine responded. "Hold up!" he grumbled. "I'm not doing this for that long!" "Is there an alternative?" Caitlin queried. She shrugged in response and Mike said, "I'm making a faster way!"
He stopped the skateboard and looked around. "I hear something," Mike mumbled. The others came over and peered behind a bush. In front of them was a car. "Wow!" Mike yelled. "It's mine! I saw it first! Stella, you can ride with me in the front. The rest of ya, you cram yourselves in the back!"
Mike sped toward the vehicle. It was a jet black, barely matching Mike's coruscating coat. There was not a spot on it, like it had never been driven before. "It sure looks good," Caitlin muttered. "I got the skateboards!" Alaine yelled.
Mike looked in the ignition key and yelled, "Get in! This car ain't here for nothin'!" Hamtaro crawled in, followed by Caitlin and Alaine. Stella jumped in the front seat (I mean literally!) and Mike stomped the pedal. Soon, they were on the road.
Mike read out loud, "It's about thirty miles to that city ZapHunst, so we'll be there in thirty minutes." Hamtaro sighed and looked out the window. He thought, I wonder where Boss is, same with the rest of the Ham- Hams. Hopefully they didn't come down for the rest of us... But what if they did? Then what? *Sigh* I wonder what's happening...
Mike and Stella were thinking the same thing. Mike thought, I sure hope the Bad Hams are not doing anything that's any good right now. Heh, wonder why I think that. Oh well, as long as they're not partying.
Back to the Bad Hams...
(Ouch! Make sure Mike's not around...)
The sterio was blasting, the pina` coladas all gone. The TV channeled on scary movies. The Bad Hams sat on top of each other in front of the TV. It was a wreck! Everything was lying everywhere. The only thing they really cared about was if there was an intimidating part on the scary movie they were watching. "Go fetch some martinis. I'm in charge," Number 1 mumbled to Number 2. "Fetch martinis? Well, who ever said you were in charge?" Number 3 questioned. "Mike said," he replied in a low bellow. "OK, Number 3, fetch me a martini." "Get it yourself," Number 3 replied in a smart-aleck voice. "What's going on over here?" Number 7 and Number 8 asked in unison. Number 1 retorted, "I told Number 2 to get me a martini, but Number 3 had something to say about it!" "That's your prob," Number 11 remarked. "The only thing I'm gonna give ye," Number 3 yelled, "is my fist into your nose!" "Wanna bet?" he retorted. "Yeah!" Number 3 yelled. "Fight! Fight! Fight!" the Bad Hams chanted.
With the Ham-Hams...
"Hopefully they'll find themselves outta there," Pashmina mumbled lowly. "Ookyoo," Penelope muttered. "We shouldn't go after them," Maxwell said. "By the time we get in, they'll be out," Dexter remarked. "This is so not totally cool," Sandy said.
The Ham-Hams sat around and thought. "Ye think Mike and Stella will come when we're not thinking?" Howdy questioned. Everyone paused. It could happen. "Let's go over there and check it out!" Cappy yelled.
The Ham-Hams darted toward the Bad Hams Place and busted open the door. All of the Ham-Hams raced down the stairs.
"Wha?" Number 1 and Number 3 said in unison with their fists in the other's stomach. The Bad Hams looked at the stairs and noticed the noises. They ignored it and again chanted, "Fight! Fight! Fight!" The Ham-Hams peeked at them and Stan said, "They're not even doing anything except having a darn fight!"
"Hey!" the Ham-Hams yelled. The Bad Hams turned around and gave them the stink eye. "What are you doing here?" they boomed. "Is Mike or Stella around?" Howdy shouted. "No," Number 1 replied, "they went on a life- threatening trip." The Ham-Hams looked at each other and went back to the clubhouse.
"Hey, this is pretty fun!" Stella yelled as they went through the snowy mountain. "Where do you think we are?" Mike asked. She shrugged and gasped, "I think I see somebody!" Mike squinted and saw three figures waving. "No!" he yelled. "It's those two! Hamtaro and Caitlin!"
Hamtaro, Caitlin, and Alaine shouted at Mike and Stella. Caitlin paused and gasped, "That's Mike and Stella!" "Grab on!" Hamtaro yelled. "Who are they?" Alaine asked. "You don't even want to know!" Caitlin replied.
Mike and Stella passed and the three grasped them. "What are you doing here?" Hamtaro cried over the wind's whipping clamor. "Of course!" Stella hollered. Mike uttered, "We have to take over all of the Ham-Hams if we're even going to take over anything!" Hamtaro and Caitlin sweat- dropped.
Pretty soon, they were at the base of the mountain. "Are we going to- oh! I need to tell you about the festival!" Alaine yelled. "Now, I don't even know you," Mike murmured. Mike and Stella steered the snowboard into land and everyone got off.
After Alaine explained the festival, Mike stood up and said, "Good thing Stella and I brought skateboards." "What are skateboards?" Alaine asked. "I wanna try one by myself!" "You can have Stella's!" he replied. Stella gave him the look and took the strapped-on-her-back skateboard off her back. "Take the burden strap also to carry it," she advised.
For some funky reason, at the bottom of the mountain, it wasn't at all snowy. Hamtaro looked at it and he muttered, "What a wonder, there's a trail made of concrete to the town and not even a flake on the trail, but on the mountain, it's a blizzard!"
Mike, Hamtaro, Caitlin, and Stella got on the one skateboard in that series. Alaine boarded the other and the two groups started down the pathway. "What's the city called?" Stella yelled over the sound to Alaine. "It's the capital, ZapHunst!" she answered. "Heke?" Hamtaro asked. He wasn't getting it.
After a while, Hamtaro grew hungry again. "Are we gonna eat anytime soon?" he questioned. "Well, we would..." Stella mumbled, "...but we don't have anything." "Yeah," Alaine agreed, "I gave you all I had." Caitlin looked around. "Can't we use a plant or anything? I'm famished!" she exclaimed. Alaine shook her head and said, "You never eat anything you find off this trail. It'll be poisonious. I dunno why, but it just is."
Alaine was into the skateboard that was given to her. Mike and Stella were in control of the one Hamtaro and Caitlin were on. "Are we almost there?" Mike griped. "A few more hours," Alaine responded. "Hold up!" he grumbled. "I'm not doing this for that long!" "Is there an alternative?" Caitlin queried. She shrugged in response and Mike said, "I'm making a faster way!"
He stopped the skateboard and looked around. "I hear something," Mike mumbled. The others came over and peered behind a bush. In front of them was a car. "Wow!" Mike yelled. "It's mine! I saw it first! Stella, you can ride with me in the front. The rest of ya, you cram yourselves in the back!"
Mike sped toward the vehicle. It was a jet black, barely matching Mike's coruscating coat. There was not a spot on it, like it had never been driven before. "It sure looks good," Caitlin muttered. "I got the skateboards!" Alaine yelled.
Mike looked in the ignition key and yelled, "Get in! This car ain't here for nothin'!" Hamtaro crawled in, followed by Caitlin and Alaine. Stella jumped in the front seat (I mean literally!) and Mike stomped the pedal. Soon, they were on the road.
Mike read out loud, "It's about thirty miles to that city ZapHunst, so we'll be there in thirty minutes." Hamtaro sighed and looked out the window. He thought, I wonder where Boss is, same with the rest of the Ham- Hams. Hopefully they didn't come down for the rest of us... But what if they did? Then what? *Sigh* I wonder what's happening...
Mike and Stella were thinking the same thing. Mike thought, I sure hope the Bad Hams are not doing anything that's any good right now. Heh, wonder why I think that. Oh well, as long as they're not partying.
Back to the Bad Hams...
(Ouch! Make sure Mike's not around...)
The sterio was blasting, the pina` coladas all gone. The TV channeled on scary movies. The Bad Hams sat on top of each other in front of the TV. It was a wreck! Everything was lying everywhere. The only thing they really cared about was if there was an intimidating part on the scary movie they were watching. "Go fetch some martinis. I'm in charge," Number 1 mumbled to Number 2. "Fetch martinis? Well, who ever said you were in charge?" Number 3 questioned. "Mike said," he replied in a low bellow. "OK, Number 3, fetch me a martini." "Get it yourself," Number 3 replied in a smart-aleck voice. "What's going on over here?" Number 7 and Number 8 asked in unison. Number 1 retorted, "I told Number 2 to get me a martini, but Number 3 had something to say about it!" "That's your prob," Number 11 remarked. "The only thing I'm gonna give ye," Number 3 yelled, "is my fist into your nose!" "Wanna bet?" he retorted. "Yeah!" Number 3 yelled. "Fight! Fight! Fight!" the Bad Hams chanted.
With the Ham-Hams...
"Hopefully they'll find themselves outta there," Pashmina mumbled lowly. "Ookyoo," Penelope muttered. "We shouldn't go after them," Maxwell said. "By the time we get in, they'll be out," Dexter remarked. "This is so not totally cool," Sandy said.
The Ham-Hams sat around and thought. "Ye think Mike and Stella will come when we're not thinking?" Howdy questioned. Everyone paused. It could happen. "Let's go over there and check it out!" Cappy yelled.
The Ham-Hams darted toward the Bad Hams Place and busted open the door. All of the Ham-Hams raced down the stairs.
"Wha?" Number 1 and Number 3 said in unison with their fists in the other's stomach. The Bad Hams looked at the stairs and noticed the noises. They ignored it and again chanted, "Fight! Fight! Fight!" The Ham-Hams peeked at them and Stan said, "They're not even doing anything except having a darn fight!"
"Hey!" the Ham-Hams yelled. The Bad Hams turned around and gave them the stink eye. "What are you doing here?" they boomed. "Is Mike or Stella around?" Howdy shouted. "No," Number 1 replied, "they went on a life- threatening trip." The Ham-Hams looked at each other and went back to the clubhouse.