Chapter 3

The First Level, or Vs. M.C. P. Pants

They walked down the stairs, and looked around. The entire area was a huge dungeon! The area was a multileveled area and six huge columns surrounded a center area. They walked further down the stairs. The pathway was narrow, but wide enough for two people to walk side by side.

Meatwad shuffled around. Frylock looked over and saw Meatwad look afraid. Frylock looked down into the huge chasm that surrounded them. He could tell why, as it looked bottomless. Frylock said "Hey Meatwad, don't worry about it, if you fall, I'll catch you." His voice echoed throughout the chamber.

Carl said "Yeah, but that isn't really reassuring, seeing that, well…" he looked down and decided that it would be best to shut up. The pathway widened. Around him he could hear scampering noises. It sounded like six legs were scampering somewhere above. Carl looked up and said, "So this is why that plumber never came back up from my basement."

Frylock looked up and pointed, and said "Hey Meatwad," he pointed at a rectangular bulge in the area "that's the crawlspace where we found the mummy."

All of a sudden, a song started to play. It was in the distance, but the beat could be heard. It was a rap song based on the frequency of the beats. The song got closer. Familiar lyrics began to emanate from the source. "I want candy, bubble gum and taffy…" Meatwad's eyes bulged and he started dancing. Carl grabbed his dagger and held on to it, not knowing what it was.

All of a sudden, a giant spider wearing a diaper dropped down from the ceiling. "Remember me? You blew my ass to hell!" Frylock began to chant a spell. Carl drew his long sword, and Meatwad morphed into a Scythe for Drippy. Carl said "Hey, how come you get a cool weapon, and I only get a long sword?"

Frylock finished the spell and unleashed fireballs from his eyes. They his P. Pants and he flipped over, revealing a soft underbelly. He squeaked a "Dammit!" He reared up, preparing for a counterattack. Carl ran up and preaperd to unleash a huge blow. He jumped up, and slashed.

P. Pants was ready. He sprung and pinned carl to the ground using his huge fangs. Carl wrestled with them to keep him from getting bitten. It almost worked. His left hand slipped and the spider poked him in the arm. He felt the venom flow through him, and he passed out. Frylock readied a lightning spell, but it missed and he hit Carl. Carl yelped in pain, and then yelled "Hey Fry man, watch where you aim! I'm already in enough, and I don't think you still have that 'double vision' on you from the Mooninites."

Frylock prepared another spell, again, and it hit the spider this time. He flipped over with the force of the fire, and Drippy slashed at him with Meatwad. The spider squirmed a little, and then was still.

Carl fell unconscious. He dreamed of strippers dancing around him for about 30 seconds, and then felt something cold hit his head. He woke up and saw Drippy standing over him, holding a bucket. From his gelationous skin he produced a potion. He said "Here drink this. It'll make your head feel smaller."

Carl was still groggy. "What is this, an antidote?" He felt around him, and saw that he was reclined on the couch.

Drippy shook his head and laughed. It was a deep throaty genuine laughter, like the kind a dog makes before it throws up. He then said "No, just a few asprin. Frylock pushed the spiders corpse off the edge and came back up to the living room. We'll go back down there when you feel ready." Carl fell back asleep, and rested for another five hours.