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Chapter Four: High Score-Geniuses

Much to the dismay of Lisa, Spoony, Goose-Goose, and Toast Blossom, Stevie would not say a word about 'Redway Bartel and the elephant junk'. While they were trying to persuade her, Toast Blossom got the brilliant idea to force Jimmy to tell them, under penalty of death or life imprisonment. Unfortunately, Stevie threw her (Jimmy) out the window before she got the chance to tell them. Thankfully for Jimmy, Medium Rare is set underground. Therefore, there is no possible way for it to have any windows.

While they were threatening to punch,(Goose-Goose) kill, (Lisa) behead, (Spoony, though it's kind of the same thing as kill) or sing to (Toast Blossom) Stevie, the contestants were having their own private conversation in the back of the station.

"I think they're absolutely crazy!" said Luna. (Aren't you one to talk, Loony Lovegood who reads the Quibbler upside down.)

"I say we ambush 'em," interjected Gimli.

"Great idea," said Foaly sarcastically. "Question is, how're we going to pull that off if they have our weapons, the upper hand, and we're on their territory?"

"How am I supposed to know?'

"It was your idea!"

"At least I'm not some pony!"

"Ponyboy to you, Shorty."

Legolas was mad now. No one could call Gimli Shorty and get away with it! "Now, listen here, you Orc-"

"I say we take their equipment and run for it," interrupted Mulch, who was very excited about being out of jail, and whose kleptomania was kicking in.

"That would work fine for you, dirt-eater, if this whole place wasn't made out of solid rock!"

"I believe that there is a simple answer to this whole affair," said Artemis coolly.

"Sorry to break it to ya, Mudboy, but there isn't any way for you to slither out of trouble this time," said Holly, who was very infuriated at the loss of her gun.

"I'm not talking about slithering, I'm talking about turning a doorknob," he said, gesturing toward the transporter.

They all turned to face it. "Well, I'll be darned," said Foaly. "The Mudboys done it again!"

"It was a simple matter of remembering how they brought us here and using that against them, Foaly, not rocket science."

Foaly glared at him. "I was trying to give you a compliment, so why don't you just accept it?"

"Of course I knew that, Foaly. I just wanted the whole Omegian world to know it."

"Little Mudboy brat."

"Are we going to get out of here or not?" asked Juliet. "Yesssssssss!" (She had found her lipstick.)

"Of course. Everyone get in. Yes, you too, Mulch. Don't think you're going to get away from the LEP."

The squad of Omegians was watching the guests with amusement. "Wow," said Stevie appreciatively. "It only took them about a minute to realize they can use the transporter. Write that down, Lisa. A new record."

Lisa took out a notebook and carefully wrote the words: Transporter- one minute. "Let's see how long it takes them to figure out how to use it," she said, closing the pad of paper.

"My bet's five minutes," said Jimmy.

"You're on!" exclaimed Toast Blossom. "The records and hour! They're never going to get that!"

"But they have Fowl and Ponyboy. Two geniuses, pureblood."

"The group that got an hour had Albert Einstein, not to mention Nicolas Flamel!" (A/N: Nicolas Flamel is the guy from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone who was six hundred and something years old.)

"Yea, but Nick wasn't a complete genius, just pretty smart."

"This kid has stolen gold from Haven!"

That awed them. "Haven?" asked Spoony, "Are you sure?"

"Yep!" said Toast Blossom. "This Irish guy even wrote a book about him."

"But wouldn't that betray the fairy's secret? No one knows about them, like they have no idea about us."

"Nah, they think its fiction. Really!"

"Stupid humans."

Hope you liked it! I know it's kinda random, but I'm home sick and very bored. Please review!

Demosthenes