CH 16
We got to digging. I do not know why I was being nice to Twitch, but we couldn't leave the kid. I suppose everyone took me for a sap just then, but it was my plan and we'd do it my way, or it was their loss if they stayed back. I would make them stay if I had to. I found my place to dig, put my shovel to the barren earth, stepped on it, and chucked the dirt behind me. Here was the beginning of yet another hole. I had not counted; therefore, I didn't know how long I'd been here. Nevertheless, it had felt like an eternity, and now Greenlake owed it to us to make my plan work without a hitch. Besides, I realized Twitch, the miniature car-jacker, could be quite useful to our plan. I whispered a few things in his ear, that I wanted him to do when I gave the signal. A back up plan. The one thing I hadn't been able to work out, had come quickly enough to be a miracle. Thank the Lord of the Rings and all that is elf-like, amen.
I kept digging. After I had gotten two feet deep and I Knew my hole was of the right diameter, I wiped some sweat of my brow and decided to take a break. I sat down, and rolled up my sleeves. It was getting steadily warmer. I was thirsty. I wanted water so much. I reached for my canteen and put the spout-thing to my lips, but all I got was a mouth full of hot sticky air, the kind surrounding me all day, the kind I inhaled 24/7.
How could I have been such a fool to forget? For the last week, Tink and I had been denied water by Mr. Sir. We got our fill at breakfast, but it never lasted throughout the day. I slowly sat up and reached to pick up my shovel, to get back to work. As I did so, a canteen with actual water in it, was waved in front of my face.
Magnet sat down next to me, and offered me some water. I took a few sips to show my gratitude, but it was HIS water, and I suppose it had been my fault I didn't have any.
"That doesn't look like it's gonna to keep you alive for the rest of the day. Take another sip," he told me. I did so.
"Remind me to thank you later, amigo. I'd rather not waste my breath now," I joked.
"I won't forget it," he swore, and left my side. He left his canteen for me however, which was way too nice of him. I only took one last sip twenty minutes later, and then I took it back to him.
"here man," I said, as I jumped into his hole, which was about three feet deep now. "I definitely owe you for that one." I sat down in his hole, hoping for some shade. There was a big pile of dirt around it, providing enough shade for comfort. I suppose it wasn't only me who was hoping to drink some spit, but we suddenly heard a car coming. Hmm..it wasn't time for the water truck to come.
Twitch, who knew cars, said, in a quavering voice, "That's- That's no pick up truck."
We knew immediately what was going on. I crawled out of Magnet's hole and literally dived into my own, picked up my shovel, and pretended to dig furiously. Zigzag, I noticed, had to also crawl back into his own hole. A Cadillac drove up. We all stood up and dropped what we were doing. We lined up. Two feet stepped out of the car, and walked briskly towards us.
The Warden. Mr. Sir's pick up truck was pulling up right behind it. She saw our holes, muttered "Pitiful work, I'm disgusted, despicable, pathetic, appalling" and the like. She made a sudden bee line for us, and walked by looking each one of us in the eye. Somehow, I knew something was wrong. As the warden finished inspecting each one of us, he or she would have to go back to his or her hole. She started with Twitch, then Flash. Something was definitely wrong. I could feel it. Mr. Sir stood behind her, sneering at us.
I twitched nervously before I gave Twitch the signal. HE snuck up to the Warden's Cadillac, opened the door, silently, and got in. I was amazed. He was as silent and sneaky as..a wood elf. Damn it, JRR Tolkien would be proud. Anyway, Twitch turned the key in the ignition, and err.he was OFF!!!
"AHHH!!!!!!!" The warden shrieked. And she began yelling at Mr. Sir, scraming, "Get in your car and get him! YOU *%^&#@$!%#!!!"
All of us were very take aback.
While, she and Mr. Sir were in his truck chasing Twitch around, I executed a plan.
"Magnet! You're gonna follow me. ZigZag, Armpit, get your shovels, wait for Twitch, and then do what you must to save his ass, then proceed to run away. The rest of you.. Get our stuff from D-tent! NOW!!!" It took a moment to sink in, but they realized we had to run. I suppose, though I was a bit loud, I had never been this bossy. But when everyone received the evil eye, they knew I wanted to be listened to. We all scurried in different directions. Magnet and I ran for the kitchens. Zig And Armpit went for the camp where the trucks were likely to be, as there were no holes there. Once in the kitchens, we grabbed sacks of sunflower seeds, dumped the seeds on the floor, and stuffed things in the sacks, like 3 boxes of poptarts, loaf of bread, two boxes of cereal, a can opener, some canned goods, and a few chocolate bars. I stuffed an apple in my mouth. We fit all this in three sacks, which we were able to carry. We grabbed several spare canteens and filled them to the brims with water, before we took our fill of water, and we slung the canteens around our necks. The rest of the group was smart enough to fill their canteens by the hose near D-tent. Whew! This was a lot of work. Magnet stubbornly would not leave until he had a box of Eggo Waffles with him. I rolled my eyes. Hmph! Boys and their waffle addictions.
"Should we wait?" Magnet asked.
"No," I said, "They've probably left already. We were a bit slow getting food. See? There they all are."
"I see," Magnet answered, looking to the horizon where the rest were running off, "I see Armpit and ZigZag got Twitch okay." We were running off to catch up when, suddenly out of the blue, someone grabbed me and pulled me back. Mr. Pen-dance-key. He didn't notice Magnet sneaking up on him with a shovel from behind.
"Sorry, hobbitbreath," I said, "but this is gonna hurt you a lot more than it hurts us." WHAM!!! We grabbed our sacks and ran like mad. In the distance, we and the rest of D-tent heard a calling of Mr. Sir "You can run!!!! We won't stop you!" It was afternoon, and the Sun was about to set, upon the day of our freedom. X- ray passed me my backpack. I gave him one of the canteens to carry. Everybody had water now.
We walked for a few hours, but then, it was too dark to walk.
"What do we do now?" I heard someone say behind me, as I scanned the area, to determine where to go tomorrow. "Pick a hole, any hole."
We all sat in nearby holes that night, whispering, "what about the lizards."
"They don't like the light." "ill flash them with my camera." "Good one flash." "I know." "you brought your camera?" "Yesh!" "Why?" "Kodak moments." *snort * "Shut up, Squid!" "Make me!"
*sound of spit drinking * "Oh.gawd!!!"
We got to digging. I do not know why I was being nice to Twitch, but we couldn't leave the kid. I suppose everyone took me for a sap just then, but it was my plan and we'd do it my way, or it was their loss if they stayed back. I would make them stay if I had to. I found my place to dig, put my shovel to the barren earth, stepped on it, and chucked the dirt behind me. Here was the beginning of yet another hole. I had not counted; therefore, I didn't know how long I'd been here. Nevertheless, it had felt like an eternity, and now Greenlake owed it to us to make my plan work without a hitch. Besides, I realized Twitch, the miniature car-jacker, could be quite useful to our plan. I whispered a few things in his ear, that I wanted him to do when I gave the signal. A back up plan. The one thing I hadn't been able to work out, had come quickly enough to be a miracle. Thank the Lord of the Rings and all that is elf-like, amen.
I kept digging. After I had gotten two feet deep and I Knew my hole was of the right diameter, I wiped some sweat of my brow and decided to take a break. I sat down, and rolled up my sleeves. It was getting steadily warmer. I was thirsty. I wanted water so much. I reached for my canteen and put the spout-thing to my lips, but all I got was a mouth full of hot sticky air, the kind surrounding me all day, the kind I inhaled 24/7.
How could I have been such a fool to forget? For the last week, Tink and I had been denied water by Mr. Sir. We got our fill at breakfast, but it never lasted throughout the day. I slowly sat up and reached to pick up my shovel, to get back to work. As I did so, a canteen with actual water in it, was waved in front of my face.
Magnet sat down next to me, and offered me some water. I took a few sips to show my gratitude, but it was HIS water, and I suppose it had been my fault I didn't have any.
"That doesn't look like it's gonna to keep you alive for the rest of the day. Take another sip," he told me. I did so.
"Remind me to thank you later, amigo. I'd rather not waste my breath now," I joked.
"I won't forget it," he swore, and left my side. He left his canteen for me however, which was way too nice of him. I only took one last sip twenty minutes later, and then I took it back to him.
"here man," I said, as I jumped into his hole, which was about three feet deep now. "I definitely owe you for that one." I sat down in his hole, hoping for some shade. There was a big pile of dirt around it, providing enough shade for comfort. I suppose it wasn't only me who was hoping to drink some spit, but we suddenly heard a car coming. Hmm..it wasn't time for the water truck to come.
Twitch, who knew cars, said, in a quavering voice, "That's- That's no pick up truck."
We knew immediately what was going on. I crawled out of Magnet's hole and literally dived into my own, picked up my shovel, and pretended to dig furiously. Zigzag, I noticed, had to also crawl back into his own hole. A Cadillac drove up. We all stood up and dropped what we were doing. We lined up. Two feet stepped out of the car, and walked briskly towards us.
The Warden. Mr. Sir's pick up truck was pulling up right behind it. She saw our holes, muttered "Pitiful work, I'm disgusted, despicable, pathetic, appalling" and the like. She made a sudden bee line for us, and walked by looking each one of us in the eye. Somehow, I knew something was wrong. As the warden finished inspecting each one of us, he or she would have to go back to his or her hole. She started with Twitch, then Flash. Something was definitely wrong. I could feel it. Mr. Sir stood behind her, sneering at us.
I twitched nervously before I gave Twitch the signal. HE snuck up to the Warden's Cadillac, opened the door, silently, and got in. I was amazed. He was as silent and sneaky as..a wood elf. Damn it, JRR Tolkien would be proud. Anyway, Twitch turned the key in the ignition, and err.he was OFF!!!
"AHHH!!!!!!!" The warden shrieked. And she began yelling at Mr. Sir, scraming, "Get in your car and get him! YOU *%^&#@$!%#!!!"
All of us were very take aback.
While, she and Mr. Sir were in his truck chasing Twitch around, I executed a plan.
"Magnet! You're gonna follow me. ZigZag, Armpit, get your shovels, wait for Twitch, and then do what you must to save his ass, then proceed to run away. The rest of you.. Get our stuff from D-tent! NOW!!!" It took a moment to sink in, but they realized we had to run. I suppose, though I was a bit loud, I had never been this bossy. But when everyone received the evil eye, they knew I wanted to be listened to. We all scurried in different directions. Magnet and I ran for the kitchens. Zig And Armpit went for the camp where the trucks were likely to be, as there were no holes there. Once in the kitchens, we grabbed sacks of sunflower seeds, dumped the seeds on the floor, and stuffed things in the sacks, like 3 boxes of poptarts, loaf of bread, two boxes of cereal, a can opener, some canned goods, and a few chocolate bars. I stuffed an apple in my mouth. We fit all this in three sacks, which we were able to carry. We grabbed several spare canteens and filled them to the brims with water, before we took our fill of water, and we slung the canteens around our necks. The rest of the group was smart enough to fill their canteens by the hose near D-tent. Whew! This was a lot of work. Magnet stubbornly would not leave until he had a box of Eggo Waffles with him. I rolled my eyes. Hmph! Boys and their waffle addictions.
"Should we wait?" Magnet asked.
"No," I said, "They've probably left already. We were a bit slow getting food. See? There they all are."
"I see," Magnet answered, looking to the horizon where the rest were running off, "I see Armpit and ZigZag got Twitch okay." We were running off to catch up when, suddenly out of the blue, someone grabbed me and pulled me back. Mr. Pen-dance-key. He didn't notice Magnet sneaking up on him with a shovel from behind.
"Sorry, hobbitbreath," I said, "but this is gonna hurt you a lot more than it hurts us." WHAM!!! We grabbed our sacks and ran like mad. In the distance, we and the rest of D-tent heard a calling of Mr. Sir "You can run!!!! We won't stop you!" It was afternoon, and the Sun was about to set, upon the day of our freedom. X- ray passed me my backpack. I gave him one of the canteens to carry. Everybody had water now.
We walked for a few hours, but then, it was too dark to walk.
"What do we do now?" I heard someone say behind me, as I scanned the area, to determine where to go tomorrow. "Pick a hole, any hole."
We all sat in nearby holes that night, whispering, "what about the lizards."
"They don't like the light." "ill flash them with my camera." "Good one flash." "I know." "you brought your camera?" "Yesh!" "Why?" "Kodak moments." *snort * "Shut up, Squid!" "Make me!"
*sound of spit drinking * "Oh.gawd!!!"