HI readers!
Not a lot of time with this update so I won't be able to answer reviews but I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Extra summary of a new story idea I'm working on at the end.
Chapter Six: The Wolf, the Bar, and Santa Clause.
"DRIVE YOU OLD GEEZER, DRIVE!"
Kai was screaming insults at the priest, Ray was banging his head against a window, and Tyson was Singing at the top of his lungs.
The only difference in this average night was that they were being chased by a pack of wolves.
"STEP ON IT! PEDAL TO THE METAL! ANYTHING, JUST MOVE THIS HUNK OF SCRAP METAL!"
"Well I'm trying Kai but it doesn't help that we're running out of gas."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF GAS! DIDN"T YOU FILL UP THE FREAKIN' TANK FOR $10 YESTERDAY?"
"That's just it. YESTERDAY."
"IF WE'RE EATEN ALIVE THEN I BLAME YOU!"
"Start prayin' Kai cause the needle's about to point to empty."
"I HATE YOU, YOU KNOW THAT!"
"Like I couldn't tell from the past half hour of your yelling."
The car's engine quit.
The car rolled on for a little ways and then stopped.
"WE'RE ALL DEAD THANKS TO YOU!"
"Well it is better to look death in the eye when it comes for you."
(Ray) "I can't! I'm blind again!"
The pack of wolves advanced on the car until they were ten feet away.
Then they stopped and wouldn't come any closer.
Then everyone became aware of Tyson's singing.
"THIS IS THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS! IT JUST GOES ON AND ON MY FRIENDS! SOME PEOPLE STARTED SINGING IT NOT KNOWING WHAT IT WAS, AND NOW WE JUST KEEP SINGING IT FOREVER JUST BECAUSE THIS IS THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS!"
(Priest) "Tyson if you stop singing, God will smite thee where the stands-err, sits."
(Ray) "Keep singing Tyson!"
(Kai) "TYSON IF YOU STOP SINGING I'LL BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF YOU!"
"THIS IS THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS! IT JUST GOES ON AND ON MY FRIENDS! SOME PEOPLE STARTED SINGING IT NOT KNOWING WHAT IT WAS, AND NOW WE JUST KEEP SINGING IT FOREVER JUST BECAUSE THIS IS THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS!"
(Priest) "Hey, I see neon lights!"
(Ray) "Glad somebody could."
(Kai) "WE WERE SO CLOSE TO THE FREAKIN' CITY!"
(Priest) "Alright, I have a plan. We all get out and stay close to Tyson. Then we walk to the city."
Once everyone was out of the car and by Tyson they started walking.
The wolves, seeing dinner walking out of their reach, decided to go kill something quiet like a deer.
"Tyson, you can stop now."
"THIS IS THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS! IT JUST GOES ON AND ON MY FRIENDS! SOME PEOPLE STARTED SINGING IT NOT KNOWING WHAT IT WAS, AND NOW WE JUST KEEP SINGING IT FOREVER JUST BECAUSE THIS IS THE SONG THAT NEVER –OWW! KAI!"
"SHUT UP!"
Later in the Town…"I'm glad that's over! Tyson, go check us in. I need something to drink."
Tyson walked off to check them in at the first hotel he finds.
Ray and Kai follow the priest.
Three hours and 30 beer bottles later…Kai and Ray stared at the now drunk priest.
"I've never seen someone drink so much!"
"This must set some sort of record!"
The priest turned to stare at them.
"Why sally, This is hiccup nothin'. Back in my prime-"
"They had beer 7 thousand years ago?"
"And gin and wine and tobacco. But that's not the point, hiccup Bobby. The point is to never wag your finger at a beaver."
"Why?"
"Cause I lost 18 fingers to the beavers."
"People only have ten fingers."
"So hiccup You say but a long time ago the number was 28."
"You lost 28 fingers?"
"Gotta keep with the times Roxanne, gotta keep with the times. And know that Porcupine will eliminate the beaver opposition and rule the world!"
"He's brain dead."
"Yeah, Let's go."
At some Hotel…Tyson woke up to hear someone come in the window of the room.
While not many people try to break in through Tyson's window, this one looked familiar.
"Santa Clause!"
The fat burglar turned around.
"Well Hello Terry!"
"My names Tyson."
"Sure it is Timmy."
"It's- nevermind."
"I'm hear to tell you Tommy that you've been a very bad girl."
"I'm a boy."
"So you are Teresa, so you are. Fact is, you've been so bad that you may not just not get presents from me. Fact is, You're gonna die."
Tyson lay there, stunned.
Santa Clause is gonna murder me! he thought.
"But you can be redeemed," went on Santa, " you just need to get your friends to the castle. Here," He produced a letter, "Is the directions. Just get them there and your off the die list."
Then he went to the window and got on the reindeer that Tyson just now noticed was there.
"I'm Off! On Dancer!"
Then Santa disappeared from view and there was a splat.
Santa's voice carried up through the open window.
"Ah, dammit! I thought Rudolph was just getting old! Well guess it's reindeer again tomorrow night. The Mrs. was right, I do need to lose some weight."
Down with Santa…Suddenly the priest walked into a clearing in the woods to see a fat man standing over a dead deer.
Well, he thought, I was walking back and I find a stranger with food!
"Sucuse me beautiful, but who are you and what are you using the deer for?"
Santa turned around.
"Did you just call me beautiful?"
"Sure. When your under the influence, everyone who's fat and ugly with out of style beards is beautiful."
"Hmm. What would you say is the best thing to spike a woman's drink with is?"
To be continued… with out Santa.
Hope you all liked this chapter.
Also there's an idea I'd like to test out.
This is basically the summary for a new story idea.
A new world tournament is being held, this time by Biovolt.
But this tournament is just a lure to get bladers in Biovolt's hands.
All those who came to this 'tournament' find themselves in a virtual world where the only way to get back is to die in that world.
But Biovolt added a catch.
Die and they keep your Bit beast.
Please review if you want this idea to be a story.