(Hi everybody! Well, I'm back! And now for the action-packed conclusion of Angry Mob 2: Back for More! But first, I must respond to you guys. Actually, there's only one person I can really respond to.
Darkeiya- That's ok, you didn't create any chaos or confusion, but you were darn right to expect the unexpected!
and I'd also like to say thank you to Princess Bryanna for her suggestions for this chapter!
And now for the chapter-type stuff. Oh, and everyone who picked B was correct! Expect to get an email from me shortly, with the picture of Clem!)
"WE WILL!" came a shout from the door, which Clem had foolishly left open. A crown of shadowy figures entered. It was the Ninja Goats! and they had brought Martin, Triss, Tammo, Harry, Ron. Hermione, Akiro, Sabina and the Animorphs!
"Hey, you're back!" shouted Hunter. "And you brought reinforcements to help fight Clem!" Clem did the bug-eyed thing. "YAAAHHHH! MORE PEOPLE WHO REALLY DON'T LIKE ME!"
"Yeah, Clem's been annoying us for a while now." said Harry. "So when the Ninja Goats asked us to help, we agreed right away!" Martin stepped up. "Clem was annoying us too, so of course we came to help."
"We have no idea who Clem is." said Marco. "But he has a funny-sounding name, so we decided to come beat him up just for the heck of it." Meanwhile, Skip went up to the button panel and pressed the big green button. The Angry Mob was free!
"Our Angry Mob powers are restored!" announced Spyro. "Not that they were ever gone, but....aw forget it, GET CLEM!!!" The Angry Mob started to attack. "WAIT!" said Cassie. "We can't attack, we don't have Angry Mob licenses!" Elora dug around in her pocket (Which was odd because she didn't have one.) "That's ok, I just happen to have some spare Angry Mob licenses, here!" she threw them the licenses.
"All right!" said Triss. "Let's get that Clem!" The Angry Mob, now combined with the Ninja Goats and everyone else, drew their pitchforks and torches. Suddenly, Steve the tap dancing penguin arrived. "Hey, everyone! I learned a new dance, wanna see?" Everyone stared at him.
"What?"
FIVE MINUTES LATER
"Well, I guess we won't be seeing him again." said Bianca. They had taken Steve and glued him to the wheels of a plane about to take off for Madagascar. "Okay, where were we?" asked Martin.
"You guys were about to attack me." said Clem. The story resumed its progress. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled Clem as they hit him with their pitchforks. "Wait a minute!" said Hermione. "We can't hit Clem with pitchforks." Clem breathed a sigh of relief.
"We should hit him with really big metal hammers!"
"Yikes!"
They pulled out really big metal hammers and whacked the tar out of Clem, completely flattening him. "While we're doing this, does anyone need anything pressed?" asked Spyro. Several people had some laundry that needed pressing, so they took care of that. (Everyone knows that the Angry Mob is skilled at multitasking)
"Hey! Clem's getting away!" shouted Hunter. Clem had been sneaking off since halfway through the last paragraph. "Let's get him!" shouted Spyro.
"Wait, does anyone remember why we're trying to get Clem in the first place?" asked Skip. Spyro re-read the whole story. "We're after him because he kidnapped the Ninja Goats, was trying to take over the world and get revenge on us, posed as a pie convention host, and because we just don't like him."
"Look! He's getting on a bus!" shouted Tammo. Clem got on a bus and sped off. "The cheater! That was the last bus until tomorrow!" shouted Akiro. "That was the last bus until tomorrow!"
"How are we gonna catch him now?" asked Jake.
"Quick! To the pitchfork mobile!" shouted Hunter.
"Hunter, we totaled the pitchfork mobile." said Bianca.
"To the mechanic!"
"It's already at the mechanic."
"Then lets just walk really fast."
"Ok."
They walked really fast, right into a brick wall. "I don't believe it!" said Spyro. "Sixty-two people and no one saw the brick wall crossing!"
"Hey, I bet we can use this brick wall." said Elora. "But how?"
"I've got an idea!" said Sheila. Everyone gathered around her as she told them her idea.
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Clem drove the bus down the road. "Man, I need a shortcut!" he muttered. Suddenly, he saw a sign that said "Toll Shortcut." He pulled up to the toll booth. "Is this the toll shortcut?" he asked the person inside.
Inside the toll booth was Rachel, wearing a false mustache. "Yes." she said. "The toll is five bucks." Clem tossed her the money. "Thank you! Have a nice day!" she said as Clem drove down the shortcut. Rachel pulled out a walkie-talkie. "The Clem is taking the bait!" she said. "I'll be right there."
Clem drove like an idiot down the shortcut. "They'll never catch me now!" he said to himself. Suddenly, Ron stepped out onto the road with a stop sign. Clem slammed on the braked. "Hey, what is this?" he asked. "Sorry, we're doing road work on the shortcut, you'll have to take the detour." Ron said. "Just follow the yellow line."
"Where's the yellow line?" asked Clem. The yellow like came into the story. "I'm right here! Follow me." it said, and the yellow line led Clem down the detour. Ron pulled out a walkie-talkie. "Clem's gong for the detour! I'll be right there!"
Clem drove down the detour, muttering to himself.
"First the shortcut and now this detour. What's next?"
Suddenly, Skip stepped into the road with a stop sign. Clem stopped.
"What now?" he asked. Skip approached the window. "Toll detour! That'll be five bucks!" she said.
"But I gave my last five to the other toll booth!" whined Clem. Skip crossed her arms. "Then you can't use this detour!"
"Oh yeah? Watch this!"
Clem burned rubber and sped down the road. Skip pulled out a walkie-talkie. (Big surprise.) "Clem's coming! I'll be there as fast as I can."
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"Good job guys, you did excellent!" said Spyro as they came back and put up their stop signs and fake mustaches. "Go get in position, we don't have much time!" Everyone got into formation; one big crowd. Clem drove the bus down the road and stopped when he saw them. "Hey, you!" he yelled out the window. "Get out of the road so I can escape from you!"
Spyro turned to the crowd. "Okay! All together now! Ready? One...two...three!"
"NYAH, NYAH! YOU CAN'T GET US! NYAH!"
Clem was mad. "They can't talk to me like that!" he yelled to the yellow line, who was reading the paper. "Whatever."
"Ooh! Just for that I'm gonna ram 'em!" Clem muttered. He put the pedal to the metal and sped down the road towards them. "Okay, NOW!" yelled Elora. They dived out of the way to reveal a brick wall crossing!
Clem's eyes bugged out so much that they filled the windshield! "YYYAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed as the bus hit the wall with full force and exploded. Clem was shot up into the air. "Whew! Well, at least I made myself a pair of wings from a bunch of AOL disks." he thought. "Now I'll just fly away!"
"Hey! Clem's got wings!" shouted Sabina. "Now he's going to fly away!"
"Not likely." said Marco. "Everyone knows AOL disk are too heavy to fly." They all watched as Clem glided for a split second, then plummeted down to the ground, hit with a loud BOOM and left a crater shaped like the Batman logo. "Hey, Clem!" called Hunter. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm okay." came the reply from the hole. Hunter turned to everyone else. "He's okay! What are we going to do about that?" He asked as Clem climbed out of the hole.
"Let's get him!" shouted Bianca. They surrounded Clem. "Is this going to be painful?" he asked. They nodded and jumped on him.
(FIVE MINUTES LATER)
Everyone took a quick break. "Is that enough?" asked Triss. Skip looked at Clem. "He's still twitching, we'd better go another five minutes.
(FIVE MINUTES LATER)
After they were done beating up Clem, they mailed him to Madagascar to be annoyed by Steve.
"What are we going to do now?" asked Jake.
"Let's go to Florida!" shouted Hunter.
So they all went to Florida and got a tan, had a donut fight, and faked a shark attack. And they all lived happily ever after, except for Clem who was in Madagascar trying to get away from Steve
THE END
(That's all, folks! Oh, and since I can't remember if I put a disclaimer on this thing, here it is now: I own nothing that is copyrighted by people who are not me! Thanks for reading and good night!)