Days of Disaster chapter 3; The Black Death by S.S.T.A.G.
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Disclaimer: Don't own Hamtaro, Boss, Bijou, Pashmina, Penelope, Stan, Sandy, Maxwell, Cappy, Panda, Oxnard, Dexter, Howdy, or any other Hamtaro characters! I do own Sam and Barb, so credit me if you use them in a story.

BUMP!
"Ouchichi!" Everyone yelled when they landed. "I guess we needed to work out a better landing for the time machine," Barb muttered. "Yeah, no kidding," Boss answered. "Where are we now?" Bijou asked, concerned. Sam rubbed the spot where she had hit her head during the landing, then looked at the control panel. It read "London, England, 1349." Sam went pale. "We're in the time of the Black Death!" she wailed. She looked at her friends and said, "This is not good."
"What's the Black Death?" Oxnard asked, trembling. Maxwell looked through his book and answered, "The Black Death, or bubonic plauge, was a deadly disease that swept through Europe in the mid - 1300's. Very few people ever survived it if they caught it." Barb looked remarkably unconcerned as she listened. When Maxwell had finished, she got up and went to the closet and got two old British dresses out. "ARE YOU CRAZY?????" Sam shrieked. Barb answered,"While we're here, we might as well see London." Everyone stared at her. Sam sighed. "One hour. Then we leave." Barb seemed satisfied. So the two girls got the dresses on and headed out with the hamsters.
Suddenly, Sam screamed and jumped a mile. "What's wrong with you?" Barb asked worriedly. "Rat!" Sam gasped, pointing at a rat about two feet away. "Awwwww, is the little baby girl afraid of a little bitty rat?" came a mocking, baby voice. The group turned to see a girl smiling smuggly at Sam. Sam's face went from frightened to angry in about a nanosecond. "You wanna say that to my face, Miss Dorkie asshole?!?!" she snarled.
As the new girl and Sam started swearing at each other, Pashmina asked, "Does she always talk like that?" flinching as Sam swore another vile statement. "Yeah," Barb answered. "Our dad swears all the time, and it rubbed off on Sam." Just then, Sam came back, her face red from fury. "C'mon, Sam, let's go blow off some steam," Barb said gently. Sam looked at her and sighed, "I'm sorry; I'm just such a hothead," "Never mind...it's all right...etc." said her group of friends and family. Sam smiled. "Lead the way, Barb."
So the group wandered all over London ("London bridge is falling down," sang Pashmina) saw a lot of sights ("Big Ben really is big," Barb said) and considered eating something ("I'm not eating rotted meat," Sam snapped.) After awhile, they decided to head back to the time machine. As they headed back, some bells suddenly began to ring loudly. "Why are they ringing like that?" Hamtaro asked. Sam began to look worried again. "That bell is a death toll of the Black Death," she answered. "Everytime a death is reported, a bell is rung. However many times the bell rings is the number of dead people." Everyone shuddered. Just then a body wagon rolled past. Barb glanced at it - and gasped.
"Sam, look on top of that wagon!" she said. Sam looked, and her eyes widened, for on top of the wagon was the girl she had fought with earlier. "I think I'm gonna be sick," Boss whined. "THAT'S what the Black Death does?" Maxwell gasped, turning pale. "Yeah; the effects of the Black Death are high fever, ugly purple blotches, black splotches, and swollen lymph glands - glands in your neck," Sam answered. She gestured to the girl on the cart. "As displayed there."
Barb watched as the wagon rolled away. Suddenly, she felt very hot and ill. She swayed, and fell with a muffled thump. Sam and the ham - hams jerked around. "Barb!" Sam screamed. As Sam picked Barb up, she saw several disgusting blotches and swollen places on her neck. Sam went white. "Barb has it," Sam informed her friends. She started walking toward the time machine. "Come on! I have a vaccine in the machine! But we have to hurry.
As the ran toward the machine, Sam prayed, "Please be alright."

S.S.T.A.G.: I know, I'm evil, but I like cliffhangers.
Oh, and BTW, anyone else who flames me will get a similar treatment.
Adios!
S.S.T.A.G.