"So that thing can power the light bulbs too!" Asked an amazed Vince.
"Well, a couple of small watt bulbs at the most, but it's better than nothing."
"I gotta hand it to ya Gretch" said a grateful Spinelli "You really are a life-saver."
"O, it was nothing really."
"Are you kidding me Gretch" said TJ "You're the greatest."
"Yeah, tomorrow I'm gonna whip up something special just for you."
"O, Vince, is that really necess..."
"Course it is Gretch."
"Hello Ladies"
"Like, leave us alone snitch boy, it's bad enough we have to toil with the rest of you low lives just for food, we don't need a rat like you rubbing it in."
"Ashley T., you've got me all wrong, I didn't come here to get on your nerves, even though it would be very easy."
"Alright then Randall, why did you come here then?"
"I have a proposition for you."
"And what would that be?"
"You help me overthrow King Bob, and we will rule this 'kingdom'. I will be king of course, but you for will have great power, my chief advisors, each in charge of a certain district."
"Eww, like, why would we want to serve you, and how do we know you won't double cross us?"
"You'll just have to trust me, and there is an extra incentive."
"We're listening."
"Together we will ruin Detwieler's gang. You can make Spinelli into the fifth Ashley again. Detwieler will be in prison, unable to foil you like the last time. You will have the ultimate victory over your greatest enemy."
"Fine"
"Ashley A., Shouldn't we discuss this?"
"No Ashley Q., we're doing this no matter what."
"Okay Lawson, here's the plan, you get up on that roof, and make the speech we talked about."
"I dunno Randall, I'm kinda nervous, why can't you do it?"
"Because no one will listen to me, but they will listen to you, you're one of them."
"Well...Okay."
"Attention all kids" He shouted. Most kids stopped what they were doing, hoping he had a way to get out of this nightmare.
"Aren't you tired of starving, of living from meal to meal, not knowing if there will be a next meal, of being so hungry you wanted to cry?" There were some murmurs of agreement from the crowd. "Well, whose fault is it that we are like this?"
"King Bob!" shouted Ashley A.
"That's right, King Bob. Ever since he took over, things went from bad to worse. Am I right?" "Yes" came faintly from the crowd. "Are you tired of living like this, don't you want more?" "YES", more enthusiastically this time. "Don't you think you deserve three square meals a day, heat in your home?" "YES" very loudly.
Randall smiled, this was going exactly as he had hoped.
"Well, let me tell you something, King Bob doesn't think you do-what do you say to that?"
"King Bob is no king at all."
"How did he get to be king in the first place?"
"Let's get rid of him."
"That's it we'll get rid of him."
"Overthrow King Bob." Started Lawson.
"OVERTHROW KING BOB, OVERTHROW KING BOB" the chant started.
"What's going on here" An unfortunate one of King Bob's bodyguards had stumbled upon the rally.
"GET HIM"
"Hey what are you doing-ow, quit it, hey, when King Bob hears about this he's gonna..."
"Nothing" Randall cut him off "We're through with King Bob."
King Bob was sitting on his throne, when he heard a faint chant.
"Hmm...I wonder what they're saying."
"King Bob sir?"
"Yes Jerome?"
"I think they're saying 'overthrow King Bob'"
"WHAT?"
"My Liege, I strongly suggest we get out of here."
They hurriedly climbed down from the throne, the body guards forming a wedge around Bob, but it was too late. They were surrounded. The body guards put up a valiant fight, but were overcome by the masses, who seized the doomed King.
"Wait, I can give you anything you want, anything-you name it, I can give it to you, Please!"
"Forget it Kingy, you're gonna rot in your own dungeon.
That afternoon, Vince was cooking for dinner, chicken fricassee today, when he heard a rumbling in the distance. It sounded like...shouting. Intrigued, he stepped out side. Seeing nothing, he walked toward the source of the sound. His curiosity getting the better of him, he began to run. His legs carried him swiftly to his destination, and he was flabbergasted. "Is that King Bob, being led away, what's going on here? How did this happen? His mind was spinning, but all his questions were answered when he saw what happened next. 'O no, is that Lawson, on the throne, WEARING THE CROWN?! I gotta get back, gotta warn the guys.' He ran back twice as fast as he had come.
"Well, a couple of small watt bulbs at the most, but it's better than nothing."
"I gotta hand it to ya Gretch" said a grateful Spinelli "You really are a life-saver."
"O, it was nothing really."
"Are you kidding me Gretch" said TJ "You're the greatest."
"Yeah, tomorrow I'm gonna whip up something special just for you."
"O, Vince, is that really necess..."
"Course it is Gretch."
"Hello Ladies"
"Like, leave us alone snitch boy, it's bad enough we have to toil with the rest of you low lives just for food, we don't need a rat like you rubbing it in."
"Ashley T., you've got me all wrong, I didn't come here to get on your nerves, even though it would be very easy."
"Alright then Randall, why did you come here then?"
"I have a proposition for you."
"And what would that be?"
"You help me overthrow King Bob, and we will rule this 'kingdom'. I will be king of course, but you for will have great power, my chief advisors, each in charge of a certain district."
"Eww, like, why would we want to serve you, and how do we know you won't double cross us?"
"You'll just have to trust me, and there is an extra incentive."
"We're listening."
"Together we will ruin Detwieler's gang. You can make Spinelli into the fifth Ashley again. Detwieler will be in prison, unable to foil you like the last time. You will have the ultimate victory over your greatest enemy."
"Fine"
"Ashley A., Shouldn't we discuss this?"
"No Ashley Q., we're doing this no matter what."
"Okay Lawson, here's the plan, you get up on that roof, and make the speech we talked about."
"I dunno Randall, I'm kinda nervous, why can't you do it?"
"Because no one will listen to me, but they will listen to you, you're one of them."
"Well...Okay."
"Attention all kids" He shouted. Most kids stopped what they were doing, hoping he had a way to get out of this nightmare.
"Aren't you tired of starving, of living from meal to meal, not knowing if there will be a next meal, of being so hungry you wanted to cry?" There were some murmurs of agreement from the crowd. "Well, whose fault is it that we are like this?"
"King Bob!" shouted Ashley A.
"That's right, King Bob. Ever since he took over, things went from bad to worse. Am I right?" "Yes" came faintly from the crowd. "Are you tired of living like this, don't you want more?" "YES", more enthusiastically this time. "Don't you think you deserve three square meals a day, heat in your home?" "YES" very loudly.
Randall smiled, this was going exactly as he had hoped.
"Well, let me tell you something, King Bob doesn't think you do-what do you say to that?"
"King Bob is no king at all."
"How did he get to be king in the first place?"
"Let's get rid of him."
"That's it we'll get rid of him."
"Overthrow King Bob." Started Lawson.
"OVERTHROW KING BOB, OVERTHROW KING BOB" the chant started.
"What's going on here" An unfortunate one of King Bob's bodyguards had stumbled upon the rally.
"GET HIM"
"Hey what are you doing-ow, quit it, hey, when King Bob hears about this he's gonna..."
"Nothing" Randall cut him off "We're through with King Bob."
King Bob was sitting on his throne, when he heard a faint chant.
"Hmm...I wonder what they're saying."
"King Bob sir?"
"Yes Jerome?"
"I think they're saying 'overthrow King Bob'"
"WHAT?"
"My Liege, I strongly suggest we get out of here."
They hurriedly climbed down from the throne, the body guards forming a wedge around Bob, but it was too late. They were surrounded. The body guards put up a valiant fight, but were overcome by the masses, who seized the doomed King.
"Wait, I can give you anything you want, anything-you name it, I can give it to you, Please!"
"Forget it Kingy, you're gonna rot in your own dungeon.
That afternoon, Vince was cooking for dinner, chicken fricassee today, when he heard a rumbling in the distance. It sounded like...shouting. Intrigued, he stepped out side. Seeing nothing, he walked toward the source of the sound. His curiosity getting the better of him, he began to run. His legs carried him swiftly to his destination, and he was flabbergasted. "Is that King Bob, being led away, what's going on here? How did this happen? His mind was spinning, but all his questions were answered when he saw what happened next. 'O no, is that Lawson, on the throne, WEARING THE CROWN?! I gotta get back, gotta warn the guys.' He ran back twice as fast as he had come.