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CH 14
POV TOLKIEN
At dinner, we were all very quiet. Not even X-ray could talk. I guess us, D=tent, being quiet looked very suspicious, because MR. Sir came over.
"What's goin' on? You buggers ain' talkin'.WHY?!"
"Aren't we supposed to be quiet?" I asked.
"NO!! Now what are yer all up ter?" He spat a sunflower seed's shell onto the floor. "Well?!"
"We were."Magnet began.
"Yeeeeeesssss, JO-SE?" Mr. Sir leaned in, breathing his camel breath on poor (not so) innocent Magnet. "What WERE y'all doin?"
"We.were.conspiring against Camp Greenlake to put all of you people in jail, so we could get out and not have to dig anymore holes, THAT'S WHAT?!" he blurted.
"He can snap, like-a-chicken," I muttered. Tink banged her head on the table. ZigZag went cross-eyed. X-ray dropped his cookie, and Armpit snatched it. Squid and Flash stared.
"Very funny, Jose," Mr. Sir said. "I don't even wanna know what yer REALLY up to now."
He walked off, probably for more sunflower seeds. We all stared at Magnet.
"Good going, amigo!!" I exclaimed, slapping him a high five. "HERE WE GO," Flash muttered, "drinking spit."
"Hey guys," X-ray said, "we need to meet in D-tent to have a discussion about this. We can't screw up, or we're dogmeat."
"X is right, people, we need to fine tune that plan," I replied. "Listen, today's Thursday, so we've got dig time tomorrow. I think we should do it tonight. I have a new idea. Anyway."
"Tolk's-" started Squid. I coughed at the nickname.
"Tolk-IEN"S right," he corrected. I smiled. "We really need to make this good."
"Alright. After dinner, then." Armpit declared.
We all proceeded to eat really really fast. Thankfully, Mr. Sir had left the room. I practically had to do the Heimlich on Zigzag, he was eating so fast. Although, Tink wouldn't exactly let me grab him 'round the waist, and we later discovered he only had gas, as opposed to choking on the "food." I finished first, along with Magnet. We chewed our last morsels of dinner, grabbed our trays and headed out, smiling innocently when we passed Mr. Pen-dance-key. Then, we rushed off to D-tent. I crawled under my bed to pull out some drawing boards of my master plan, out from under there.
"VOILA!" I exclaimed, and unrolled one of them, as Magnet unrolled another. I took a tack and pinned both to a wall as the rest of our friends piled in.
"Okay, here's the plan," I started. I took a stick and pointed. "Tomorrow, at a designated hour, I'll wake everyone up, and. Zig, Magnet, and I will go raid the kitchens. You guys still better have sticky fingers. Here is a list of supplies we need guys. This is what you will be getting. Tink, Squid, Flash, you guys are taking everyone's canteens to the water truck to fill. Mr. Sir loads it up with water every evening at eight. Go then while we're on the raid. Armpit, X ray, you guys pack up anything in D-tent in everybody's bags, and keep out a watch for Warden, Sir or Pen-dance-key. Got it?" Everybody nodded.
"Then, in an hour, the authorities are going to send us to sleep and then.we'll sleep. For now, we just play it cool. But you may wanna pack tonight, in case of a series of very unfortunate events occurs within the next twenty four hours."
"Hey, sounds good to me," Magnet said.
"Definitely, this will be fuuuuun," Tink hollered.
For the next hours, we chilled at the wreck room. X, and Armpit played pool, Zig and Tink drank spit, Flash was teaching Squid how to use her camera and load in film. She had shown me some of her pictures from before GreenLake. They were amazing. Flash would definitely have to get those developed as soon as we got free. Oh yeah, me and Magnet were on the couch, talking. We weren't so dehydrated as to need to drink as much spit as a certain other pair. ::coughs:: ::tink and zig::
Everything went smoothly, and no one found out about our plan. We all breathed a sigh of relief in D-tent when we realized that it was morning, we had to wake up, dig our (last-yes!) holes, and that we weren't waiting in line for slow and painful deaths. We got our breakfast, our work clothes, our shovels, and our canteens, and Mr. Sir took us to our digging site. Little did he know Zig had found something, and it could change everything.
At dinner, we were all very quiet. Not even X-ray could talk. I guess us, D=tent, being quiet looked very suspicious, because MR. Sir came over.
"What's goin' on? You buggers ain' talkin'.WHY?!"
"Aren't we supposed to be quiet?" I asked.
"NO!! Now what are yer all up ter?" He spat a sunflower seed's shell onto the floor. "Well?!"
"We were."Magnet began.
"Yeeeeeesssss, JO-SE?" Mr. Sir leaned in, breathing his camel breath on poor (not so) innocent Magnet. "What WERE y'all doin?"
"We.were.conspiring against Camp Greenlake to put all of you people in jail, so we could get out and not have to dig anymore holes, THAT'S WHAT?!" he blurted.
"He can snap, like-a-chicken," I muttered. Tink banged her head on the table. ZigZag went cross-eyed. X-ray dropped his cookie, and Armpit snatched it. Squid and Flash stared.
"Very funny, Jose," Mr. Sir said. "I don't even wanna know what yer REALLY up to now."
He walked off, probably for more sunflower seeds. We all stared at Magnet.
"Good going, amigo!!" I exclaimed, slapping him a high five. "HERE WE GO," Flash muttered, "drinking spit."
"Hey guys," X-ray said, "we need to meet in D-tent to have a discussion about this. We can't screw up, or we're dogmeat."
"X is right, people, we need to fine tune that plan," I replied. "Listen, today's Thursday, so we've got dig time tomorrow. I think we should do it tonight. I have a new idea. Anyway."
"Tolk's-" started Squid. I coughed at the nickname.
"Tolk-IEN"S right," he corrected. I smiled. "We really need to make this good."
"Alright. After dinner, then." Armpit declared.
We all proceeded to eat really really fast. Thankfully, Mr. Sir had left the room. I practically had to do the Heimlich on Zigzag, he was eating so fast. Although, Tink wouldn't exactly let me grab him 'round the waist, and we later discovered he only had gas, as opposed to choking on the "food." I finished first, along with Magnet. We chewed our last morsels of dinner, grabbed our trays and headed out, smiling innocently when we passed Mr. Pen-dance-key. Then, we rushed off to D-tent. I crawled under my bed to pull out some drawing boards of my master plan, out from under there.
"VOILA!" I exclaimed, and unrolled one of them, as Magnet unrolled another. I took a tack and pinned both to a wall as the rest of our friends piled in.
"Okay, here's the plan," I started. I took a stick and pointed. "Tomorrow, at a designated hour, I'll wake everyone up, and. Zig, Magnet, and I will go raid the kitchens. You guys still better have sticky fingers. Here is a list of supplies we need guys. This is what you will be getting. Tink, Squid, Flash, you guys are taking everyone's canteens to the water truck to fill. Mr. Sir loads it up with water every evening at eight. Go then while we're on the raid. Armpit, X ray, you guys pack up anything in D-tent in everybody's bags, and keep out a watch for Warden, Sir or Pen-dance-key. Got it?" Everybody nodded.
"Then, in an hour, the authorities are going to send us to sleep and then.we'll sleep. For now, we just play it cool. But you may wanna pack tonight, in case of a series of very unfortunate events occurs within the next twenty four hours."
"Hey, sounds good to me," Magnet said.
"Definitely, this will be fuuuuun," Tink hollered.
For the next hours, we chilled at the wreck room. X, and Armpit played pool, Zig and Tink drank spit, Flash was teaching Squid how to use her camera and load in film. She had shown me some of her pictures from before GreenLake. They were amazing. Flash would definitely have to get those developed as soon as we got free. Oh yeah, me and Magnet were on the couch, talking. We weren't so dehydrated as to need to drink as much spit as a certain other pair. ::coughs:: ::tink and zig::
Everything went smoothly, and no one found out about our plan. We all breathed a sigh of relief in D-tent when we realized that it was morning, we had to wake up, dig our (last-yes!) holes, and that we weren't waiting in line for slow and painful deaths. We got our breakfast, our work clothes, our shovels, and our canteens, and Mr. Sir took us to our digging site. Little did he know Zig had found something, and it could change everything.