With Hamtaro...
Hamtaro watched as Laura got ready for school. "Hamtaro," Laura said, "how do these clothes look for school?" "Heke?" he questioned loudly. "Oh," Laura muttered, "you couldn't tell me even if you could talk."
Caitlin hid behind her desk along with Jingle. They had come when Hamtaro was awake, but before Laura was. Caitlin was to tell Hamtaro the news, but she hadn't a chance to tell him previously.
After Laura went downstairs to eat breakfast before school, Caitlin and Jingle uncovered themselves. "What were you going to tell me, Caitlin?" Hamtaro asked. "Come," she mumbled and she opened his carrier's door. "It's horrible," Jingle said in awe. "I guess it's about the Bad Hams since Boss is not with you," he replied. "That's the point," Caitlin remarked reluctantly. "See, those Bad Hams came last night to the clubhouse with Mike and Stella, and somehow they are planning to get back at us...by taking him." "You're lying?" Hamtaro shouted. "No, we are not," Jingle acknowledged.
Hamtaro thought, I wonder what Mike and Stella are going to do... It seems impossible to do anything if we don't go over there and do something about it. "Say, are they at the Bad Hams Place? That might be your answer," he replied, hopeful of a solution. "We went before we came here," Jingle remarked. I officially say this, he thought. I dislike them even more. I'm told by Laura everyday even though she doesn't think I can make since out of it, "Never hate. It's OK to dislike." I guess I might be able to break the rule once in a while, but I'll try not to.
Once they got back at the clubhouse, Howdy, Dexter, Pashmina, Penelope, and Bijou were already there. "What happened here?" Bijou asked as she looked around at the destruction. "Boss didn't go insane?" Howdy yelled. "Did he? If he did, he'd leave a note on the table saying he decided to dip his head in black paint and jump in the river?" "Howdy!" Caitlin boomed angrily. "This is serious! Boss didn't go insane, he was kidnapped by those Bad Hams and Mike and Stella! Now what do you not understand? And who would go insane and jump in the river? Jingle didn't go to sleep until five this morning because he was looking all over this place!" "Ookyoo!" Penelope yelled from Boss's bedroom. "I dunno, he may've gone insane now I assume," Howdy assumed. "Do you not know what assuming makes out of you and me?" Caitlin yelled. "Look at the darn spelling and ya might know!"
"What is it, Penelope?" Pashmina yelled. She started to run around the passageway that led to the outside tunnels from Boss's room. "Let's check it out," Dexter mumbled as they opened the door. "I am so scared," Bijou cried to Hamtaro. "Gosh," Caitlin muttered and sniffed the air. *Hif-Hif* "I think I smell something like gasoline!" she yelled. Hamtaro started sniffing and he too caught the scent.
They raced to the end of the tunnel and noticed there were tire marks in the fresh ground. "They..." Howdy mumbled and Hamtaro finished, "Went to another town. A long way from here. Let's wait until the rest of the Ham-Hams get here."
With Boss...
Boss continued lying on the floor. Nothing came to mind, and if a thought came, it never slipped away from his mind. There was nothing to do, unless it was to try to open the door and escape from this unknown place. But before Boss decided to do anything, the Bad Hams had come again. It was about midmorning. Mike and Stella were with them. "So, it's the downfallen leader of the Ham-Hams once again we visit," Mike said as slowly and as proud as his pride. Not that Boss really cared if he said anything or not. The only thing Boss gave them was a glare. One that he hadn't done before: it was a glare that most people didn't use unless they're in trouble.
He didn't dare move toward or away from Mike. In Worst Case Scenario: Travel, Boss thought, it says to keep calm in these kinds of hostage situations. But how long out of three weeks does that book think I can stay calm and do everything they say? And to only speak up if they talk to you directly? Heck! It says not to look at the terrorist directly in the eyes, but I don't think it'd change a thing! Heck again! How long can I keep from going insane, which I probably will be like some Hams I've heard about!
He looked around and noticed all of the Bad Hams were here this time. Dern it, dern it, dern it, Boss repeated in his head. He knew what they had come to do. When Number 1 and Number 2 came up, it was obvious: they had come to do something bad to him. So when he was dragged out of the room and taken into another, Boss knew for sure what he was up for.
Hamtaro watched as Laura got ready for school. "Hamtaro," Laura said, "how do these clothes look for school?" "Heke?" he questioned loudly. "Oh," Laura muttered, "you couldn't tell me even if you could talk."
Caitlin hid behind her desk along with Jingle. They had come when Hamtaro was awake, but before Laura was. Caitlin was to tell Hamtaro the news, but she hadn't a chance to tell him previously.
After Laura went downstairs to eat breakfast before school, Caitlin and Jingle uncovered themselves. "What were you going to tell me, Caitlin?" Hamtaro asked. "Come," she mumbled and she opened his carrier's door. "It's horrible," Jingle said in awe. "I guess it's about the Bad Hams since Boss is not with you," he replied. "That's the point," Caitlin remarked reluctantly. "See, those Bad Hams came last night to the clubhouse with Mike and Stella, and somehow they are planning to get back at us...by taking him." "You're lying?" Hamtaro shouted. "No, we are not," Jingle acknowledged.
Hamtaro thought, I wonder what Mike and Stella are going to do... It seems impossible to do anything if we don't go over there and do something about it. "Say, are they at the Bad Hams Place? That might be your answer," he replied, hopeful of a solution. "We went before we came here," Jingle remarked. I officially say this, he thought. I dislike them even more. I'm told by Laura everyday even though she doesn't think I can make since out of it, "Never hate. It's OK to dislike." I guess I might be able to break the rule once in a while, but I'll try not to.
Once they got back at the clubhouse, Howdy, Dexter, Pashmina, Penelope, and Bijou were already there. "What happened here?" Bijou asked as she looked around at the destruction. "Boss didn't go insane?" Howdy yelled. "Did he? If he did, he'd leave a note on the table saying he decided to dip his head in black paint and jump in the river?" "Howdy!" Caitlin boomed angrily. "This is serious! Boss didn't go insane, he was kidnapped by those Bad Hams and Mike and Stella! Now what do you not understand? And who would go insane and jump in the river? Jingle didn't go to sleep until five this morning because he was looking all over this place!" "Ookyoo!" Penelope yelled from Boss's bedroom. "I dunno, he may've gone insane now I assume," Howdy assumed. "Do you not know what assuming makes out of you and me?" Caitlin yelled. "Look at the darn spelling and ya might know!"
"What is it, Penelope?" Pashmina yelled. She started to run around the passageway that led to the outside tunnels from Boss's room. "Let's check it out," Dexter mumbled as they opened the door. "I am so scared," Bijou cried to Hamtaro. "Gosh," Caitlin muttered and sniffed the air. *Hif-Hif* "I think I smell something like gasoline!" she yelled. Hamtaro started sniffing and he too caught the scent.
They raced to the end of the tunnel and noticed there were tire marks in the fresh ground. "They..." Howdy mumbled and Hamtaro finished, "Went to another town. A long way from here. Let's wait until the rest of the Ham-Hams get here."
With Boss...
Boss continued lying on the floor. Nothing came to mind, and if a thought came, it never slipped away from his mind. There was nothing to do, unless it was to try to open the door and escape from this unknown place. But before Boss decided to do anything, the Bad Hams had come again. It was about midmorning. Mike and Stella were with them. "So, it's the downfallen leader of the Ham-Hams once again we visit," Mike said as slowly and as proud as his pride. Not that Boss really cared if he said anything or not. The only thing Boss gave them was a glare. One that he hadn't done before: it was a glare that most people didn't use unless they're in trouble.
He didn't dare move toward or away from Mike. In Worst Case Scenario: Travel, Boss thought, it says to keep calm in these kinds of hostage situations. But how long out of three weeks does that book think I can stay calm and do everything they say? And to only speak up if they talk to you directly? Heck! It says not to look at the terrorist directly in the eyes, but I don't think it'd change a thing! Heck again! How long can I keep from going insane, which I probably will be like some Hams I've heard about!
He looked around and noticed all of the Bad Hams were here this time. Dern it, dern it, dern it, Boss repeated in his head. He knew what they had come to do. When Number 1 and Number 2 came up, it was obvious: they had come to do something bad to him. So when he was dragged out of the room and taken into another, Boss knew for sure what he was up for.