Me- Can this be? I'm actually updating?
Akiro- It's a miracle! Now post it, quick! Before you lose their attention!
Me- Okay!
Melvin was sulking in his evil chamber of evil. Yep, he was pretty miffed at the fact that he didn't make an appearance in the last chapter.
"I am gonna kill that writer." He muttered to himself as he flipped through the pages. "Just for that, I'm gonna use songs from 'Grease' in my hostile takeover. And to make sure that the Angry Mob doesn't get in the way, I'm going to leave them a little 'present'.
Meanwhile, the Angry Mob was in their own hideout, busily plotting a plan of action! A plan so clever, so effective, so brilliant, so mind numbingly amazingthat anything else was unacceptable in comparison!
"Gee, you just raised the bar for us." Spyro told the narrator sarcastically. "Thanks. Thanks a lot."
"Okay, we need a plan to defeat Melvin that fits with that intro." Hunter stated. "Does anyone have any ideas?"
There was a moment of silence, theneveryone raised their hands. "Yes, you." Hunter said, pointing to the shrimpy-looking shrimp. "Why don't we find another Mary-Sue to set loose on him?"
"Girls? What do you think?"
The Angry Mob females tied the shrimp to a rocket and launched him to Delaware.
"Okay, so that idea is out." Spyro announced. "Does anyone have any other ideas that don't involve beautiful women?" Every hand went down. "Oh come on!"
"I've got an idea!" some other completely random person exclaimed. "Why don't we just form a mob, become angry, and then attack?" Spyro considered this idea. "That crazy! So crazy...it just might work!"
The Angry Mob quickly found their weapons in an amazing array of cut scenes, fast music, and cookies. Since it had been a while since their last battle, they were finding their weapons all over the place. Under tables, in the couch cushions, and in the shower drain. Why that stuff was in there no one will ever know. Some found their weapons quicker than others and hung around eating brownies untill everyone was ready.
"Are we ready?" asked Spyro. The Angry Mob held up their weapons. "Okay! Now, lets get angry!"
"YEAH!"
The Angry Mob focused really hard. Really really hard. Even harder still. This concentration intensified until...
"I'm not angry," said Sheila, "I'm only slightly miffed."
The Angry Mob groaned. They weren't angry! The whole reason they called themselves the Angry Mob was because they were angry and they were a mob. Besides, The Angry Mob sounds a lot more threatening than The Slightly Miffed Mob.
"Great. Just great." Elora muttered. "Not only are we slightly miffed, but look at those guys!" She pointed to several members of the Angry Mob who were busy making daisy chains. They quickly hid the chains as Elora pointed to them and began whistling innocently.
"Good grief, guys. Show some backbone!" Hunter exclaimed. Spyro thought for a moment. "I know! Let's go to Pizza Hut! That always riles us up!"
Everyone cheered and gathered their official Angry Mob weapons and followed Spyro to Pizza Hut.
MEANWHILE
All the teenage employees were still busy cleaning up from the Angry Mob's last visit. "Stupid Angry Mob." One of them muttered. "Why can't they find another pizza place to wreck?"
"SHHH!" hissed another guy, putting his hand over the first teenager's mouth. "They'll hear you!" the two of them glanced warily at a video camera that was aimed at them.
The Angry Mob burst through the doors. "We're on a mission to save the world!" shouted Spyro. "So get us twenty-seven pepperoni pizzas! And some sodas! Quick!"
The pizza guys got them their order so fast, that it looked like someone had speeded up the tape. Spyro then pushed the play button on the remote and all the action slowed down.
"Hey! That's neat!" Said Elora. "Lemme try it." She took the remote and pressed rewind, and all the pizza guys started going in reverse. "Gee, thanks a lot Elora." Muttered Agent 9. "Now we've gotta wait even longer for our pizza to get here!"
"Oops."
"Now, what's our next course of action?" Spyro asked.
"We find Melvin and prevent him from turning the world into one big musical!" exclaimed Elora. "And then we stop the ultimate evil from controlling our minds!"
"You mean reality shows?" asked Hunter.
"I was going to say five-minute fashion trends, but that works too."
Suddenly, a UPS guy burst into the restaurant. The Angry Mob gasped dramatically! The pizza guys gasped dramatically! And some other people who aren't important to the story in any way but they were there anyway gasped dramatically too!
"I have...a package from the Angry Mob!" the UPS guy said.
"Um, don't you mean 'for the Angry Mob'? asked Sheila. The UPS guy handed her the package. "Whatever. Just sign here, here, here, here, here, and initial here. No, here. Not there! HERE!" Sheila signed for the package and the UPS guy flew away. Everyone thought this was odd, but then they noticed that he had been wearing a jet pack.
"What's in it?" asked Spyro. Sheila opened the package. "Wow! It's a box full of Tetris games!"
There was a hand-held Tetris game for each and every member of the Angry Mob in that box, and they immediately grabbed them and started playing. "Wait!" exclaimed Bianca. "This is Tetris!"
"So?" asked Hunter.
" As in one of the most addicting games ever made!"
"And?"
"I mean, it's so addicting that a person could play it for hours on end!"
"And?"
"As in, we could be sitting here for days, playing video games, while Melvin is threatening the world!"
Hunter blinked. "I feel like you're trying to make a point, Bianca." He stated.
Will the Angry Mob succumb to the addicting powers of Tetris? Or will they make it out of the pizza place alive?
Akiro- At the rate you're writing this, we'll never know!
Me- Shut up. You know I had rehearsals after school every day.
Akiro- One Act has been over for weeks! You've just been stalling.
Me- I couldn't think of anything funny to write!
Akiro- Whatever! I'm writing the next chapter!
Me- Like you could get it out faster than me.
Akiro- You're on! If the next chapter isn't up by next Sunday, you can give me a wedgie.
Me- But you don't wear-
Akiro- A fur wedgie.
Me- Oooo...that's gotta hurt.