AmandaArtiste- Um…maybe! And I LOVE Timmy/Tootie too, I just thought this up while writing this story, and fell in love with the couple. And just to say, the only reason Vicky is one of my favorites is cuz I thought this up. After I got real into this I just started to like her.
This was the first FOP story I thought up (around Feb.2004),but I could only write the fist chapter. During summer, I began writing it again. That's why Mandie isn't in this. Besides she'd screw up everything.
Oh yeah, the fact that I thought this story up so long ago, is why its Vicky/Chip. I wanted Vicky to be missed and Chip was the only one on the show her age. And now I just love the couple.
Death's Soulmate- Thanks. And I don't recall ever mentioning the fact that the Yugopatamian was male, but I guess it just seems like it would be a guy. And more thanks.
Lavenderpaw- How can you say I put random crud in my stories! I never put random crud in my stories! ('Cept for that one part in "Angel Wings" with Edd's dream, but I was hyper when I wrote that so it doesn't count!). And how you can say that of this fic is a mystery to me. This story is completely serious, there are a few moments that are a bit light, but it's still very serious.
MisterBlue- Yes to all your questions. And yes Chester's got a crush on your lil' Tootie. He'll tell her in the next chapter. And oh yeah, the end is cut off. All that's left though is Luna says, "Uh, no se." (I don't know, she dose know though). And your welcome for the reviews, your stories are… da bomb!
Note: Sorry for the wait, I got grounded! An if you like this fic you'll like my other V/C fic "I Hate You, But I Love You". And Chester had Timmy's fairies! (in that one new episode). An there are 3 parts I expect you eighter to laugh or roll your eyes at (those parts aren't supposed to be funny). And yes Vicky's dress IS like Mandie's. Read and review! An tell me if the actions good or not, so if it ain't I can rewrite it.
Trapped In Eternal Darkness
Day 17: Wedding Day
"Vicky. Vicky. Vicky!" Slowly Vicky opened her eyes in response to the Queen's call. "Vicky get up, you need to get ready."
Vicky raised herself into a sitting position, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Why?" She asked rather harshly, angry that was awoken so early.
"Today's the day of yours and Mark's wedding of course." The Queen answered. "Now hurry up, oh and this dress was made for you." The Queen lifted up a white dress and Vicky gasped silently. It was actually pretty.
The dress was mostly snow white, except for a pink desighn. The design was a pink heart that still appeared warrior like, for it was quite jagged, on each breastplate. The dress was very short (as short as it could be without showing anything), strapless, and the bottom was similar to a Roman's gladiator outfit. Overall, it reminded Vicky of something a warrior princes would wear.
"Its pretty." Vicky commented.
"Well…" The Queen cringed slightly as she looked upon the dress. "I guess so. Well there's matching boots and gloves for you by the door. Now hurry, everyone will be waiting for you." She finished and exited the room.
Slowly Vicky rose and went to the bathroom, she should get ready. For she still needed to fool the Yugopatamians so her escape could be as clean as possible.
8 - 18 - 9. Timmy spun his lock to these three numbers and than opened his locker. Shoving his textbooks onto the top shelf, he wondered how Chip was doing. Three days ago when they had gone to Chip's house, A.J. had told the raven-haired singer that the rumors might be true. And of course, he didn't take it well. Chip had kicked all three boys out of his house and yelled at them to get lost. He hadn't heard form him since.
Timmy took out his geometry book and his math binder and slammed his locker shut. He than looked to his side, just as his friend Chester made his way over. Timmy sighed, the previous day Chester had been acting really weird around him. He kept "accidentally" hurting him, and when they were helping Sanjay practice playing football, Chester had tackled him roughly. When Timmy yelled at him, Chester insisted that he forgot they were on the same team. Everyone had hit Chester on the head making comments on him being stupid, but Timmy knew Chester had known exactly what he was doing.
"Mark Chang." Chester said once he reached Timmy.
"What?" Timmy asked confused about his friend's "greeting".
"Mark Chang." Chester repeated. "Name ring any bells?"
Timmy's eyes went to the ground and placed his hand around his chin. Mark Chang. The name echoed in his mind, it sounded familiar. "Yeah it sounds familiar." Timmy answered. "Who is he, the guy we were supposed to read about for history?"
"No, that was uh, um… uhh someone else. Hey A.J.!" Chester shouted, waving his hand in the air as A.J. made his way over to the two.
"Was' up?" A.J. asked.
"'Member a long time ago when we were kids and we used to watch that show Crash Nebula?" Chester asked.
"Yeah?" A.J. replied as if he were asking a question.
"Well you guys remember that one time when we were over at Timmy's house and that chick uh, Vicky was baby-sitting. We were playing Crash Nebula and Timmy had this alien toy, or at least we though tit was an alien toy. You guys remember?" Chester asked, hope obvious in his voice.
Timmy leaned himself against his locker and placed his index finger upon his chin as he began a trip down Memory Lane. He went way back to when he and friends were just kids and when Vicky DeLisle used to baby-sit him. And surprisingly to him, he could recall so few memories from the time when he was ten to the time when he was thirteen. He could recall simple things like playing with Chester and A.J., being bossed around by Vicky, being chased by Tootie, and playing video games, but not much else.
"I don't remember." Timmy finally said.
"I remember!" A.J. shouted. "I remember Vicky took the alien and we thought she'd sell it fer makeup so we went to save it. But it diint want to go and it kept talkin' bout Vicky."
"Yeah!" Chester replied. "'Member now?" He said, turning to Timmy.
Timmy sadly shook his head; he could not remember what his friend's were talking about. "Hey Chester, what dose this all gotta do with that Mark Chang guy you were asking me about?"
"Well the alien's name was Mark Chang, and he wasn't a toy."
"Whadaya mean Cheater?" A.J. asked.
"Yeah, what do you mean?" Timmy asked.
Chester took in a deep breath, "O.k. you guys are probably gonna think I'm crazy, but just listen. I was talking to Tootie the oth-"
"You were talking to Tootie!" Timmy suddenly shouted. He couldn't believe his friend would hang with Tootie, he hated her and they knew it. They weren't supposed to go near her. "Why the hec were you hangin with that ugly chick?" Timmy hissed.
"Hey Tootie's not an ugly chick!" Chester shouted, almost defensively.
"Than what is she, huh?" Timmy countered.
"Well she's…" Chester's voice trailed off, his eyes searching the ground, his cheeks reddening. "Normal looking, okay?" He finished. "An' she came up to me an' asked I knew anything any thing about Vicky. An' I felt sorry that her sister's gone so I just talked to her okay? Her sister told her about Mark, cuz she thought he was a European dude in an alien costume. Tootie said it seemed like Mark was in love with her sister and that he'd made attempts to kidnap her in the past and everything. She said she thinks he's a real alien and that he's the one who kidnapped Vicky."
Timmy backed off, allowing Chester's words to sink in. And ridiculous as they sounded, Timmy believed them.
"What the hec are you talkin bout?" A.J. asked, confusion etched into his features.
"No, no A.J., I think Chester's right." Timmy said, defending his blonde friend.
He than looked back to him and saw that he wore a half grin. And he knew he was smiling because no one ever listened to Chester. He just wasn't smart. No one expected him to graduate, no one expected him to be anyone. Chester may get average grades, but that didn't make him smart in any way. And Timmy said he was right, which he seemed grateful for. Timmy than smiled back as A.J. began to speak again.
"But how?" He asked. "That explanation defies all logic. Aliens ain't real, an' even if they did exist how did you get a hold of one? And if you did, than how come you didn't know it was an alien?"
"I don't know." Timmy confessed, running a hand through his chocolate brown hair. "I don't even remember any of that stuff you guys are talking about. But something's telling me its all true. I don't know, its real weird… but I know he's right."
"What?"
Timmy looked down, he wasn't sure how he could explain this. It was complicated, this feeling. Something inside just said it was right, it was like a little nagging voice in the back of his mind.
"You guys have anything to do at school today?" He said instead of explaining.
"Nope." Chester answered.
"Well… no." A.J. replied.
"Than let's get to the nurse's office, we're sick and we need to go home."
"Dear God, its me Vicky. I hope You can still hear me, although I'm so far from Earth. But than You did create all the planets, so Your spirit must dwell here too, even if this place is so rotten.
"Well I'm sorry God for every bad thing I ever did in my entire life. Please forgive my every sin, even if my relationship with You has been so rocky. I know You know what I am about to do and I ask that You give me guidance. This place has taken the joy from my heart, and is promising my child a horrid future.
"May I just say that this child I carry in my womb has never committed a single sin. She deserves to go home and deserves a promising life.
"I ask for protection for the both of us and I promise that I will try my hardest to forget to pray and to make time on Sundays so I'm not only going to church about once a month. I love You Lord. Amen." Slowly Vicky opened her eyes and rose from her knees.
Softly Vicky brushed invisible dust from her dress and slowly walked over to her dresser. She opened the very first drawer and picked out a small silver heart-shaped locket and a pair of diamond studded earrings. Vicky put on the jewelry slowly, trying to take as long as she could, so that by the time she was finished all the Yugopatamians were on the first floor and completely out of her way.
……………….
Vicky looked down the hallway, it was completely empty. Taking in a deep breath, she began to walk with her gun in her boots, her spears in a quiver upon her back, and a sword she'd found earlier was in a sheath at her side.
With her finger, Vicky placed a curled hair behind her ears, to keep it from falling in her eyes. And even though she believed all the Yugopatamian's were already on the first floor, she still walked slowly and softly, and with a spear firmly held in both hands.
Slowly she made her way through each and every hallway that would lead her to the Yugopatamian Internal Airport. She stayed as quiet as a mouse and soon there was only one door left…
"Hey Vicky are you like lost or something?"
The voice made Vicky jump a foot in the air, this wasn't supposed to happen. She grabbed the spear firmly and in one swift move she raised the spear above her head, turned gracefully, and thrust the spear into his tentacle, pinning him to the ground.
"But, but you're totally like Mark's woman!" Mark's tall alien friend Jeff shouted, as he attempted to pull his tentacle out from underneath the spear.
Immediately Vicky pulled the sword from its sheath and holding it in both hands, held it only an inch from Jeff's forehead. "Shut up or I'll stab you." Vicky threatened. "I dipped this sword in fudge, just so you know."
"Hey Jeff, did you like find Vicky?" Mark's short friend Eric said in his annoying little voice as he came around the corner. "What the-" He began to say, but was cut off when Vicky turned and held her sword against what would be his neck if he were human.
"If either of you say another word, I'll kill you both." Vicky hissed.
Jeff and Eric exchanged glances and before Vicky could do anything, both Yugopatamians took in deep breaths and screamed at the top of their lungs. Vicky stumbled backwards, almost dropping her sword. This wasn't expected, they were supposed to listen.
The Yugopatamian's will be here soon. Gotta make a run for it, Vicky thought, quickly turning and running to the door. She reached her hand out for the door handle when the door was suddenly thrown open from the opposite side. To keep from being hit, Vicky jumped backwards and gasped when she saw the King and Queen standing in the doorway.
"How'd you guys get here so fast?" She breathed.
"Teleportation." The king answered simply. "What's going on up here?"
Vicky opened her mouth to speak, however, before she could Jeff and Eric shouted, "She like totally threatened to kill us!"
"What!"
"They snuck up on me!" Vicky quickly said. "On my planet to touch or surprise the Prince or that who is betrothed to the Prince is considered a hefty crime." The red-haired woman lied.
"But look what she did!" Jeff shouted and the crowd that began to form behind the door gasped.
"How could you do that to my poor Mark?" The Queen asked Vicky, a tentacle upon her mouth. "Driving a spear through the tentacle of one of his best friends."
"I tried to get away, but she pulled out a sword." Jeff added.
"I'm telling you they surprised me." Vicky tried, placing her sword in its sheath. "I'm sorry I hurt Mark's friend."
"Don't play dumb Vicky, you've been here long enough. You know you've committed one of the worst Yugopatamian crimes. And on your planet this may not be so bad, but here such a crime is punishable by death. A gladiator's death." The King explained in a dark voice, his blue eyes narrowed.
"For hurting Mark's friend!" Vicky asked incredulously.
"For cheating on the prince of Yugopatamia." The Queen replied.
Oh my gosh, Vicky thought, I'd completely forgotten Yugopatamian culture. She stood, completely frozen, pink eyes darting back and forth from the Queen to the King. Than suddenly, her eyes narrowed and she unsheathed her sword. "You'll never take me alive." She said darkly.
"If you think you're leaving this planet, you've got another thing coming Vicky."
"I'm a black-belt in karate, I've studied Ta-Kwon-Do, Kick Boxing, and many other fighting styles for five years. I think you'll have a hard time taking me down."
"Hmm. You sound like quite the warrior, the perfect woman for Mark. Its too bad we have to kill you." The King replied.
Vicky narrowed her pink eyes to slits and charged at the crowd, holding the sword above her head. She let out a massive battle cry and prepared to bring her sword down on the Yugopatamian King when Jeff suddenly shouted, "She dipped the sword in melted chocolate!"
Immediately the crowd parted, causing Vicky to slice nothing but air. She prepared to take another swing to her left when she noticed the Yugopatamian's expressions. They all stared at her, fear evident in their eyes. They made no moves, they just stood, frozen.
Vicky smirked, it seemed the Yugopatamians feared chocolate far more than she'd imagined. Smiling smugly, Vicky began to walk through the crowd when a familiar, rough voice filled the air.
"Oh no Vicky, you ain't getting away that easy."
The red-haired woman froze, that voice, she knew that voice. It was the voice of her kidnapper. Slowly she turned toward the source of the voice and saw a large Yugopatamian glaring at her. The Yugopatamian had extremely pale skin, red eyes, and a huge scar on the side of his face. He wore a jet-black uniform and held a large axe in one hand and in the other, a large ray gun. Immediately he pulled the trigger and before Vicky could respond a burning sensation filled her hand, causing her to drop her sword. Yelping slightly, Vicky grabbed the injured hand with the opposite hand. The burning filled her entire palm, so she clenched her teeth at the pain.
The Yugopatamians immediately dove for the sword; some screaming for they'd touched the chocolate. Vicky than brought her hand up to her face and took a look at her wound. There was a brownish black circle of burnt flesh right next to her thumb where she had been hit. Blood was slowly seeping from the injury and it felt as though it were on fire.
Guess I'm gonna have to do this the old-fashioned way, Vicky thought as she watched the Yugopatamians throw her sword down a garbage chute. She than turned to the Yugopatamian that shot her just as he was aiming his gun at her again. Her reflexes finally kicked in and she was able to dodge the shot.
Vicky's right hand than went to her back and she grabbed one of the spears. Pain shot throughout the hand, but still she held on to the spear. After dodging another shot she than pulled the spear from behind her and threw it with all her might at the Yugopatamian guard.
The entire crowd gasped as the spear made contact with the middle of the guard's tentacle and pinned him to the wall behind him. The gun fell from his tentacle and he winced slightly as green oozed from his wound. Now without a moment's hesitation, Vicky ran, jumped into the air, and kicked the guard hard in the face. When she landed, she smiled to herself as the guard fell unconsiense, still hanging from the wall.
"That's it!" The King's voice suddenly rang out. "I don't care anymore, I want her dead!" He shouted.
Immediately Vicky rose, balling her hands into fists, and putting them up so she was in a fighter's stance. The Yugopatamians began forming a circle around her and she narrowed her eyes so she'd appear confident. However, in reality she was beginning to fear that she might never make it back home.
Noticing the circle was closing in on her, Vicky realized she'd need to something, least she allow the Yugopatamians to capture her. Quickly she did a back flip kick, her foot making contact with some unlucky Yugopatamian's face. Immediately he was sent to the ground, out cold. The moment Vicky landed she grabbed another spear, though her hand burned greatly. Quickly she, using the end of the spear, swung it at he Yugopatamians around her. And of course Vicky was no weakling, so every one she hit on the head was knocked out instantly.
A rather large Yugopatamian than approached her and instantly she flipped the spear around and thrust it into his chest. Shock spread across his face as green blood gushed from the wound, and as he fell backwards, no longer breathing.
Suddenly Vicky felt someone grab her wrist tightly and yank her to the right. Another grabbed her hair and pulled hard, causing her to yelp out in pain.
"Kill her!" The King's voice entered Vicky's ears.
Immediately she kicked her foot in the direction of the one who held her wrist. A small "Uff!" was heard and Vicky's wrist was released. The Yugopatamian with her hair than yanked her roughly to the left and pulled down on her hair. Again Vicky yelped in pain, but this time she seized the tentacle that held her, digging her long, manicured nails into the soft flesh. A small female scream was heard and Vicky's hair was released as well.
However, as soon as she was free, a familiar burning sensation filled her left shoulder. She cried out, her hand going to the wound.
"Wait!" A deep voice called out.
Vicky looked up to see a Yugopatamian guard coming towards her. He stopped about five feet before her and smiled menacingly. "It would be my honored, your Highness, if you allowed me to kill this pathetic, unloadable woman on my own." He spoke, looking to the King.
"Very well." The King replied and all the other Yugopatamians backed off.
The Yugopatamian than did a strange thing. He pressed a button on his belt and instantly his features became…human. Vicky gasped silently, but recovered quickly. She took her hand from her bloody wound and got back into a fighter's stance.
He has no idea that he just made things easier for me, Vicky thought.
"Chester slow down!" A.J. shouted, irritated that his friend kept on speeding.
"But we have to get there quickly!" Chester insisted.
"Why?" A.J. asked, still skeptical of Chester's explanation.
"Cuz we just do."
"Relax guys." Timmy than said. "We've already gotten past the hard part."
A.J. wasn't certain. Sure convincing their parents that they were ill was rather difficult- well at least for A.J. and Chester -but trying to convince Chip that Vicky was on another planet seemed to A.J. like an impossible task. He could not see how his friends believed any one would think it true. He couldn't even see how they believed it. Well he could understand Chester, but Timmy?
"Two minutes and we'll be there." Chester announced.
"With the way your driving, I'd guess a minute." Timmy commented, leaning forward.
"Chester slow down." A.J commanded for the second time. He really wished his friend would quit speeding. For if a cop stopped them, they'd never get to Chip's. Cops were usually prejudice against Chester because he was the son of Bucky McBadbat.
"We're here!" Chester shouted once they reached Chip's house. "C'mon we gotta hurry."
The three boys quickly exited A.J.'s car and rushed to Chip's front door. Chester rang the doorbell repeatedly and by the fifth ring the door opened. Chip stood in the doorway, a glum expression upon his face, and a coffee mug in his right hand.
"What're you guys doin' here? Aren't you supposed to be at school?"
"Long story Chip, we need to tell you something." Timmy said.
"Well, I really need to finish cleaning, MTV Cribs is comin over-"
"Its really important Chip." Chester insisted. "Its about Vicky, we know where she is."
"Seriously?" Chip asked, his eyes widening with excitement and surprise. All three boys than nodded. "Than come on in, MTV can wait."
Immediately the guard ran forward, letting out a thunderous battle cry with his fists in the air, by his head. As soon as he was a foot from the red-haired woman, he swung his fist forward, however Vicky was able to duck, so that all he hit was air. Immediately, Vicky stuck out her left leg, slid it across the ground, and into the Yugopatamian's legs, sending him to the ground.
Smiling, Vicky rose and began to do a back flip when she felt a fist make contact with her back. The red-haired woman was sent flying through the air and than skidding across the floor. The moment she stopped she was both grabbed and lifted by her hair and brought face-to-face with her attacker.
He brought his free hand back to sock her in the face, when she- using her right foot -kicked him in between his legs. Immediately Vicky was released, landing uncomfortably on her rear end. Quickly though, she rose, giving a satisfied smile to her opponent's pain.
Vicky than brought her fists up and hit the Yugopatamian in the jaw with a swift uppercut. Immediately she jabbed him in the face twice and was about to hit him again when he unexpectedly caught her fist. Grinning, he twisted her arm around, causing a horrid pain to shoot throughout it. Crying out, Vicky sunk to her knees. Suddenly, she was released and the Yugopatamian landed a hit upon her cheek, the force sending her to the ground, hard.
And Vicky was there for no more than two seconds when she felt a hand on her right ankle.
"You serious?" Chip asked Chester.
The blonde nodded, "I swear. An' I'm so sure that if I'm wrong- which I'm not -that I'll give you my home."
"Chester what have you bein smoking! You can't make a promise like that!" A.J. shouted incredulously.
"A.J. trust me, she's there."
"Than what're we waiting for, let's go!" Chip shouted.
Suddenly Vicky slammed into the wall, and the second she did, she remembered she was pregnant. After she slid down the wall, she collapsed onto the ground and allowed herself to lie there a few seconds.
"C'mon you worthless human, rise!" The Yugopatamian shouted.
Immediately Vicky's rose-colored eyes fluttered open. I must end this, she thought. Slowly she began picking herself up, pain shooting throughout her back, neck, and head. If this goes on any further my baby can die. Once she was up she took a hand and beckoned him to come to her, and almost laughed that this action was from "The Matrix".
The Yugopatamian gave a rather cocky grin; probably believing this was an invitation to kill her. He gave out another battle cry and charged towards the orangish brown haired woman as fat as he could. The second he was five feet from Vicky though, she did a cartwheel to her right and the Yugopatamian smacked into the wall.
He stumbled backwards slightly, almost falling, and grabbed his nose. Once he turned toward her, Vicky ran over and rocked him in the gut with her bloody fist. Quickly she than brought her hand up, stuck out two fingers, and jabbed them into his eyes. When the Yugopatamian cried out in pain, she jumped into the air with her hands lifted above her head and her right knee raised. Immediately she front kicked the Yugopatamian hard in the chest, sending him flying backwards.
Vicky landed safely on her feet (years of practice allowed her to accomplish this) and quickly ran to her opponent. He had already risen to his feet and wore a look of anger. Vicky let out a battle cry and brought her right fist back as if she meant to strike him with that hand. The Yugopatamian readied to grab her hand, however, Vicky quickly switched hands and socked him right in the jaw. She than landed another on his nose, two more on his jaw, and than immediately she brought her leg up and kicked him right on his chin. The Yugopatamian's head was jerked back and he flew backwards and landed with a thud on the ground.
Grinning smugly, Vicky ran over to her fallen opponent, and brought her leg up so she may stomp on his face. She brought her foot down quickly, but suddenly the hand of her enemy caught it. He opened his eyes, grinning forebodingly, and threw her to the side. Vicky hit the ground on her side and skidded across the floor. Than suddenly, before she knew what was happening, the Yugopatamian's foot hit her on the side of her face with such force she slid about half a foot across the floor.
"Worthless. Pathetic." Slowly got to her hands and knees. "Unworthy wretch." Shaking, she spit out blood. "Hideous, foul," Suddenly she felt his huge hand upon her neck and he lifted her so they were looking into each others eyes, "Ugly, little, helpless female."
The way these last words left his lips was all it took to reignite Vicky's foul temper. That's what you think, she thought and suddenly kicked the Yugopatamian in the crotch. Again he released her and doubled up in pain. This time though, Vicky grabbed him by the head and kneed him twice in the face, breaking his nose. He than attempted to rise, but Vicky was quick. She grabbed the sides of his head and with all her might, banged his head up against the wall behind him. Immediately his body went limp, and he fell to the ground, out cold.
Suddenly, Vicky realized just how tired she was. Perspiration ran down her forehead, her breathing and heart rate were quickly paced. Her body ached all over and her limbs yearned for rest. Slowly though, Vicky gave a weak smile and wiped perspiration from her forehead. She had won.
"Grab her!"
The voice snapped her attention back into reality and she remembered what was happening. However, before she could act, she felt a tentacle on her right arm and than another wrap around her waist. Suddenly tentacles grabbed her legs, her hair, and her opposite arm. Vicky began to struggle, but she was held too tightly. They dragged her backwards and soon the King was standing over her.
"If you think you can just come in here and disrespect my people and my kingdom you've got another thing coming Vicky." Slowly, the King raised a ray gun, positioning it so that he had it aimed straight for her forehead.
Immediately Vicky froze, her eyes widening in fear. The King smiled evilly, "Good riddance Vicky."
"What's wrong Chester?" A.J. asked his blonde friend. For the past three minutes, he'd been fidgeting in his seat and nervously playing with his hands.
"Huh, uh I don't know. I just feel like maybe we're too late."
"Whadaya mean?" A.J. asked.
"I'm not sure. It just feels like something happened. Like we're too late to save Vicky. That something's wrong. That we took too long an-"
"Chester, chill." A.J. placed a hand upon his friend's shoulder to silence him. He hated it when Chester got into that panicky state that he was so prone to getting into. "Its o.k., every things a'ight."
"You sure?" Chester asked.
A.J. nodded, "Yeah." He said, though really, he too was beginning to fear that they might have just missed their chance to rescue Chip's wife.
Vicky took in a deep breath and began to sing at the top of her lungs, "La la la la la, da da da daaaa." In but a split second Vicky had remembered that Yugopatamian's hated nice things. She had also recalled the fact that people had liked her voice. In no way did it match Chip's voice- like anyone's did -but it was still pretty. "Ooooooo, la la la, da daaaahaaa."…
Immediately all the Yugopatamians released her to cover their ears from this "hideous" sound. The King dropped his weapon to cover his ears and he cringed at Vicky's singing. And if she were in Earth Vicky would have been insulted, but here, it just meant she was good.
"ooh, da hahahahahaaaaaaaaaa! Oowaho, la la la."…
Slowly Vicky made her way to her first destination (running would cause her to run out of breath) and stood before the small computer. Quickly she typed in a polite command and the two doors besides her opened wide. 'Shut the doors once I'm inside.' She typed and ceased her singing. Immidiatly she ran into the Yugopatamian Internal Airport, the doors shutting once she passed them. Vicky sighed in relief and rubbed her lower stomach.
"We're almost there." She whispered to her unborn child and began walking.
In about a minute Vicky reached The Revenge and smiling, she reached for the door handle when a familiar voice spoke, sending a chill down her spine.
"You make one more move and you're baby dies."