(Here's the 2nd chapter for my "Here Comes the Sun" story. Thanks to SonicLover, The Time Traveler, and namechanger for reviewing. Also to RexGato for reviewing one of my chapters in my "My First Time for a Dance" story. Now for review replies.)
SonicLover: I originally planned this to be my next fanfic, but I had forgotten the tape for this episode; now, I have it with me and I'll get to work on this chapter. Thanks for the suggestion
The Time Traveler: Thanks. I'm surprised you haven't seen this episode. I gave you my episode suggestions, now I'm waiting for your suggestion for an episode. SonicLover suggested "W.O.W." btw.
namechanger: I'm glad you like my stories. Check out my other 21 stories and let me know what you think of them. Thanks for your suggestion of "Ski Trip". That's one of my all-time favorite episodes as well.
Copyright 2005
3:20 p.m. -- Alaska Coast
The missile took the girls and I to the coasts in Alaska. While inside, we were changing from our bathing suits to fully bundled up warm clothes. During the flight, the missile catapulted us outside, and we screamed as we landed on a hill and slid down to a rooftop and finally, landed on the soft snows of Alaska. Sam was wearing a green jacket with a pink sweatshirt underneath, and long black sweatpants. I was wearing my red jacket with my Makita Suzuki sweatshirt underneath with Davi Millsaps' last name on the back and underneath it was a 188. Also, I wore long red sweatpants. Clover was wearing a pink jacket with a yellow sweatshirt underneath it, and Alex was wearing a red jacket and sweatpants.
"Ouch! I hope I'm not sore tomorrow," I said as we got up off the ground.
While we were brushing the snow off of our upper bodies, the ozone hole in the sky started drying them up already. It was still going on, even after the snow had melted off our bodies.
"Whoa, hot enough here or what?" Alex asked, putting a hand to her forehead.
"Ow!"
She quickly put a hand to her mouth.
"As I said that, I think, my tongue got sunburned,"
"How the heck can that happen?" I asked in curiosity.
"Never mind that, Mathew. Guys, then stop talking and start looking for the source of the laser before it blows an even bigger hole in the stratosphere and we all burn up, literally," Sam ordered as she started walking.
"We're coming, Sam," I said to her.
"Girls, come on,"
I waved my hand to tell Clover and Alex to tell them to follow us.
"Okay okay. We're looking. We're looking," Clover said as her and Alex began following us.
We continued walking until we saw a rather large crowd of people at a sunblock booth. They were all constantly chattering with dollar bills in their hands, hoping to get sunblock to prepare for the next time the hole in ozone layer happens again.
"What's with the crowd?" I asked.
"It must be for the sudden happenings in the ozone," Sam guessed.
"Man, whomever came up with that sunblock 10,000 couldn't have picked a better time," Clover complimented.
"Yeah, just when all this weird weather phenom is happening," Alex added.
"You're right, Alex; the timing is too perfect," Sam said to Alex.
"Alex, what's the exact temp?"
Alex held a kind of handheld electronic temperature product in her hand.
"110. Uhh, 20. No, 30! Maybe we should snag a bottle before it's too late," Alex answered.
Just when Alex finished her sentence, the crowd started leaving the booth in total relief.
"It's too late," Clover said.
"Did you speak too soon, Alex?" I asked.
"I think so, Mathew," Alex answered.
All of a sudden, the hole in the ozone happened again. Snow started melting and turned into hot tar all around our feet. Sam, Alex and I tried to lift our feet, but they were stuck to the ground pretty good.
"I can't move my feet!" Clover grunted.
"Me neither," Alex said.
"Mm-hmm. I can't do it either," I added.
"There's gotta be some way to cool off this hot tar," Sam said.
Clover reached out into her jacket pocket as did I and pulled out the ice perfume spray. Alex and Sam were a little scared to the fact that they had never actually seen its uses before. Clover and I sprayed the tar underneath our feet and gingerly lifted them up while Alex and Sam watched us. Sam had watched me, and Alex watched Clover. Clover held it up in smiles, then went to work on freeing Sam and I freed Alex. They both lifted their feet up gingerly and stood carefully on the thin ice left over from the tar. As the hole in the ozone started doing its thing again, we began to run.
"Come on," Clover said as the ozone started warming up behind our backs.
"But where can we run to, Clover?" I asked.
We began to run up the top of a loading truck.
"Here, Mathew. We should be safe up here," Clover assumed.
We looked up at the ozone in the sky and noticed that ANOTHER ozone was being made. When it shone down on the truck we were standing on top of, we began to jump to the top of another car.
"You were saying, Clover?" I said to Clover.
"Never mind, Mathew," Clover said back to me.
"That's definitely not a good sign," Alex said, petrified.
"Not to mention that our enemy is the sun," Sam added.
"And that we all are practically used to the sun; me included," I improvised.
The girls and I hopped from car to car as the ozone started following us and melting the metal off of cars in the process. We grunted as we jumped from car to car. When we reached the end of the line, we ended up falling and being tossed like human yo-yos into the freezing water at the docks of Alaska. We swam up to the surface and rubbed our faces.
"That was close," Clover said.
"That was more like pure insanity," I said, correcting Clover.
We watched from the water as the ozones in the sky disappeared.
"Where'd it go?" I asked.
"Who knows, Mathew. Our best bet now is to follow the path of the laser and see who's behind all this," Sam said.
"Mm-hmm. If we can't find one, then the whole world will become like a junkyard," I said.
Clover reached into her wet jacket pocket and pulled out her compowder.
"Jer, do you have a speedboat handy?"
"As a matter of fact..." Jerry said.
A speedboat appeared right behind us.
"Think that would work if I asked for a new summer wardrobe?" Clover asked.
I scoffed in disbelief.
"Not exactly," Jerry responded.
Clover closed her compowder and put it in her jacket pocket. After that we climbed in and drove off to find out the source of the phenomenom.
6:00 p.m. -- Atlantic Ocean
The girls and I were sitting in the speedboat. The girls had changed to their jumpsuits and I had changed to my blue and white Yamaha of Troy motocross T-shirt with Danny Smith's last name on the back and underneath it was a 31. Sam was driving, Alex was sitting on her right, Clover was sitting on her left, and I was sitting right behind Sam.
"Sam, what exactly are we looking for?" I asked.
"Something or somewhere which the laser is coming from," Sam responded.
"Look. It's coming from that ship," Alex said, pointing at it nearby.
It was like a cruise ship. Sam slowed the speedboat to a stop and we all put a pair of binoculars to our eyes to see what was going on. We noticed two henchmen both tossing some kind of box into a lifeboat with another man in the boat.
"Oooh. At least we're going after a bad guy with a good taste," Clover commented.
"Wish those beefy guys were on our side,"
"Would it make it easier?" I asked.
"Maybe, maybe not," Clover said.
"Never mind that, you 2. We might get a clue of who they work for, if we could see what they're transputting inside those coolers," Sam said to us.
"It's UPWATI time," Alex said.
We put on our UPWATIs and dove into the water.
"Do you think David will be inspired by my new 'Alien Space Chick' look?" Clover asked while we swam to the cruise ship.
"Something tells me that's not the 'look' he was talking about," Sam responded.
"What is this look, Sam?" I asked.
"I'll tell ya later, Mathew," Sam said back to me.
We continued swimming in the UPWATIs until we reached the bottom of the lifeboat. When we reached it, the bottom was pure metal.
"Metal? A glass-bottomed boat would've made spying a whole lot easier," Alex said.
"That's why we brought the m-ray contact lens," Clover answered.
Clover used the contact lens and looked through the metal.
"What do you see, Clover?" I asked.
"Looks like bottles," Clover responded.
"Bottles?" I said.
"Supertone sunblock bottles," Clover said to us.
"So, somehow the makers of Supertone are somewhat involved?" Alex asked.
"This doesn't make sense. Why would people who are so concerned about blocking the sun's harmful rays be blowing holes in the ozone?" Sam asked.
"Who knows; apparently somebody or somebodys hate the sun or something," I guessed.
"Mathew's got a pretty logical point there," Sam assumed.
Just when she finished her sentence, 2 henchmen who were on the boat dove in wearing scuba gear holding net guns.
"What the!" I said in shock.
"Did they hear our conversation or did they just see us?"
"Maybe. Run! Uhhh, I mean swim!" Sam screamed when we saw them.
We used the UPWATI's "speed up" option and swam as fast as we could. On our way, some sea weed floated and landed on Clover's scuba gear fishbowl.
"Seaweed? Now I know what sushi feels like,"
We swam and swam and hid behind a few rocks. We couldn't hear anything shortly after that.
"Whew. I thought they'd catch us for sure," Sam said.
"Am I glad they didn't," I said.
We swam out to check if the henchmen were gone. They were in a plan mode. One of them fired a net at us. We screamed as the net closed in on us. We were taken like caught fish.
"Ohh! This is the oldest trick in the books!" I snapped.
"You said it, Mathew," Sam said, agreeing with me.
"But I think they still do this today,"
"Whatever," I said.
End of chapter.
(Now, a word about that final part: Clover was the one that said "Whatever", but I wanted to switch that with a line of mines on that being the oldest trick in the books, which is, and is true. That is a pretty old trick in the books isn't it? Well, I'll work on the next chapter when I can. It took me about 7 hours just to do this because I was taking breaks most of the day with playing video games, drinking juice and soda, eating, helping my dad, and doing the dishes, which make my eyes feel really irritated. Take care and review with spunk; like I say all the time.)