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Chapter 4: When Toucan Sam Attacks!

Kevin had nimbly walked into the hall and ran down the stairs. There he spotted the odd, infected birds.

" Toucan Sam!" cried Kevin, " Ah, damn! Why'd you go to the dark side!"

Kevin liked Fruit Loops. In fact, it was his favorite cereal. And Toucan Sam was one of his favorite characters of all time. And now he had to kill him.

Toucan Sam swooped down upon Kevin's exposed head. It's talons were outstretched, and grazed his Tidus hair style. He screamed, and shook it off.

Virus Counter: 18

" Follow your nose! To hell!" cried Kevin, pointing and firing.

Toucan Sam fell, dead.

Kevin stepped over the corpse of his fallen idol, a single tear in his eye.

" Ah, damn! I'm crying about the death of a frickin parrot?" asked Kevin.

" Apparently." I said.

" Ah! You! Just shutup!" cried Kevin.

Yoko witnessed the whole thing, and began to cry for his loss as well. Until another Toucan Sam swooped down upon her. She whacked it with her trusty iron pipe.

Kevin went to next room, and ended up in a jungle like area. Filled with leaves, trees and greeness. If you noticed, I'm not much for description here; I blame lazyiness. And besides, you played the game, so I'm guessing you know what I'm talking about. And I'm also guessing that you rather have witty dialogue and situations then an heap of details. I just hate it when an author interrupts the story to inform you of some trivial things and generally rambles. Trivial…like Trivial Pursuit…OH MY GOD! I'M TURNING INTO LEON WITH ADD!

" We interrupt this broadcast for a special news bulletin." said a disembodied voice, " Our fair author is having a nervous break down and may not comment for awhile. For your amusement and viewing pleasure; here's the rest of the chapter."

" The hell?" cried Kevin.

Just then, Yoko walked in. She walked right up to Kevin, inches from his face.

" I saw…your incredible loss…" she said, " If you wanna talk about it, I'm here."

" Uh…okay…" said Kevin, taking a big step back, " Let's move!"
Currently freaked out again, Kevin climbed up another set of stairs. Wow…that's a lot of stair cases…Ahem. David was already there.

" Hey you." said David, extending a hand.
" I have a name, you know!" said Kevin, " And I don't need no stinkin folding knife!"

David let out an ' Hmph' noise, and pushed the crate there off the platform. It fell on the flower below it. That flower was abnormally large, with abnormally large hornets buzzing around it. Thanks to David and his abnormally small brain, the hornets were abnormally pissed off.

Kevin had no idea about this, and countied along the path; where a vine grabbed his ankle.

Virus Counter: 19

Kevin kicked it, and went down YET ANOTHER flight of stairs. He saw the hornets and screamed, " NO! The Honey Cheerio Bee…why! You betrayed me!"

If you haven't guessed, Kevin liked cereal. Why? Cause its the most important meal of the day, fool.

" I haven't betrayed you, Kevin." said Yoko, innocently.

" Uh…huh." he said, feeling uncomfortable.

So uncomfortable, that he ran through the throng of bees.

Eww…he thought, She likes me? She's definitely not my type. Wait a second, due to the circumstances-

Kevin's thoughts were interrupted by a hornet that stung him, multiple times. Idiot.

Idiot Counter: 40

Virus Counter: 21

Still, he pressed on. He found a Mr. Raccoon Medal, that was near the homicidal bees.

" Aw yeah! I bet this is my ticket out of here!" cried Kevin, " I'm gonna live! WHOOP!"

Kevin's cries of woot were interrupted by a huge-ass bee that flew into his mouth. Eww…

"…! SH-" began Kevin, mouth full.

Idiot Counter: 70

Virus Counter: 22

" that's…no comment." I said, recovering from my bout of a nervous breakdown.

" NO! Kevin!" cried Yoko.

Before he could protest, she swung the pipe across his face. Regardless, the infected hornet, along with several teeth; shot out of Kevin's mouth. Any previous thoughts of considering Yoko was quickly erased. And replaced with a string of colorful metaphors.

Fear of Yoko Counter: 100

" I'm sorry, Kevin!" she cried.

He kept running. And running. Until he got all the way back to the front of the Elephant Stage where Dumbo was trapped.

He found a Lion's Emblem and some rifle bullets. Since he had no rifle, he just took the Lion's Emblem.

Yoko caught up with him and said, " I'm so sorry, Kevin!"

" Get the hell away from me! Before you break another part of my body!" said Kevin, in anger.

Except no one could understand him, due to swollen cheeks.

He ran out another door, until he ended up at the Office.

Kevin was eager to put in his Mr. Raccoon Medal. He did, and stared. Only to have the 3 on the statue turn to a number 2.

" You're kidding…right? RIGHT?" screamed Kevin.

" No…" I said, " Look, there's glowing squeares on the floor."

" And?"

" Stand on one and have your partner stand on the other one."

" Partner? No! Yoko's insane, she'll whack me again! She's bananas!"

" B-A-N-A-N-A-S!"

" What…?"

" Sorry, random outburst."

Kevin rolled his eyes, as his shadow; Yoko appeared.

" Yoko, stand on that square." he commanded.

Except it sounded like " Oko, tand n hat quare!"

" What?"

" TAND N QUARE!"

"…huh?"
Kevin ran over to one square, and stood on it. Yoko followed, and stood on it.

" OOD! Ow Tay!"
He ran to the other square, but Yoko got off her square to follow him.

" RRR! STUPID SHOLE! STA N QUAREEE!"

Yoko Stupidity Counter: 150

" I can't understand you."
" Wel, mayb u shou off whacked e with dat ipe!"

" Pardon?"
Pissed off royally, Kevin led her to the square and held his hand out like a stop sign. Yoko didn't get it.

Yoko Stupidity Counter: 176

Ready to jump out the nearest window from sheer aggravation, he was sudden;y struck by an idea.

He found a nearby stick and threw it on the square. Attracted by anything useless that could take up space in her book bag, Yoko ran to it.

And Kevin stepped on his square.

Causing the picture to move. Over come with ecstasy, he raced to the spot where the picture opened. His swollen face dropped.

It was rifle shells.

All that work.

Rifle Shells.

The bashed in face.

Rife Shells.

Teaching a dumbass how to stand on a square.

Rifle Shells.

All…for nothing.

Rifle Shells.

I DON'T EVEN HAVE THE &#$&& rifle!

Kevin collapsed on the floor, and screamed.

Luna: If you seriously did do the Mr. Raccoon thing, it takes forever to get your partner to stand there…ARGHHH! Next Chapter: Swimming with Alligators is not fun. Fun for anyone.