EAMR: Yet another chapter!
Tala: You're evil!
EAMR: Yep.
Kai: What's your problem?
EAMR: Nothing, now why don't you and Nuck Fluck Chuck Buck go find something to do?
Tala: What did you just call me?
EAMR: Do I seriously need to repeat that Nuck?
Kai: Where did you get Nuck from?
EAMR: The same place I got this story!
Tala: That trashcan?
EAMR: Precisely
Chapter 5:
The Art Teacher Meets the President
Kai was thinking of ways to get out of the room, when the door burst open.
The Martians entered the room.
"It's about friggin' time!" Tala exclaimed.
The leader Martian shook his head no and they picked Kai and Tala up and carried them out of the room.
They carried them all the way to Kai's house, tied them up, and threw them in the guest room.
Tala and Kai had left them stuffed in the guest room so they did the same to them.
The Crazy Art Teacher ran into her car.
She started driving, and then she pushed a button on her radio.
Suddenly, jets popped out and she began flying.
"Not crazy, not crazy" she said to herself giggling like mad.
She landed right in front of the White House in Washington D.C. and got out of her car.
"Hey! Do you have a meeting with the president?" asked one of the security guard.
The Crazy Art Teacher just pulled out some modeling clay and quickly tied the two security guards together.
She kicked the door open and began running, dodging everyone who tried to stop her.
She threw the presidents door open and walked inside.
"HELLO Mr. Bush," said the Crazy Art Teacher, in her crazy voice.
"Uh, send in security," said the president.
Quickly, the art teacher pulled out Kai's blue print.
The blueprint Tala had in his hands in the art room was a second decoy she created.
"YOU MIGHT be interested in this," she said slamming the paper on his large desk.
"Why thank you," said the president.
He stared at it, blinked, rubbed his eyes, and stared at it again.
"Now, you expect me to believe that two six year old kids are going to try and take over the world?" said the president with a laugh.
She pulled out a video tape of Tala and Kai and it showed them flying to space and gathering the Martians.
"OH MY GOODNESS, General Guy-who-takes-care-of-serious-matters, we need to force an attack on a house," said the president, talking on his phone.
"What house sir?" asked the general.
"WELL I DON'T KNOW THAT, JUST SEND OUT A FLEET OF ARMY TANKS AND JETS AND LOOK AROUND!" screamed the president.
This was going to turn all of Kai's plans around.
As the President was talking on the phone, the Crazy Art Teacher pulled out what looked like a paint brush.
She pointed it at the president, and pushed a button.
Suddenly, the president dropped the phone, and had a blank stare on his face.
The Crazy Art Teacher began to talk into the paint brush.
"Hello, I am Mr. President, and I am secretly the Crazy Art Teacher," the president said drooling.
The Crazy Art Teacher had brainwashed the president.
Then, she took out a remote control that was made out of clay.
She pushed a button, and the president reached down and picked up the phone.
"General Guy-who-takes-care-of-serious-matters, after we take over the little punks' houses, lead an army to take over the rest of the world," the president said still in trance.
"What ever you say Mr. President," said the general.
Kai and Tala struggled to get out of the ropes and duck tape, but had no luck.
Finally, the Martians came in.
They untied them and carried them down stairs.
They sat them in front of the TV, and flipped to the news channel.
"HEY! Let's watch cartoons, I don't want to watch the news," Kai pouted but the leader Martian just pointed at the TV.
"Hello my fellow Americans, today, a nice lady who calls herself the Crazy Art Teacher just came by and told me about two little boys named Tala and Kai. They want to take over the world. So, I am sending out a fleet of army tanks and jets to take over their houses, and then the Crazy Art Teacher is going to take over the world... I MEAN... she is... uh..." said the president, and then the TV went back to cartoons.
"YEAH CARTOONS!" the boys cheered completely forgetting that the Crazy Art Teacher was trying to take over the world.
The Snow Goons slapped them across the head.
"Oh yeah, OH NO! OUR CRAZY ART TEACHER IS ABOUT TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD!" they corrected.
Suddenly, he heard helicopters over head.
"KAI HIWATARI AND TALA VALCOV, PLEASE COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP," said the guy in the helicopter.
"We're not going anywhere without a fight!" the boys exclaimed.
Kai: I've always hated Art class anyways
Tala: Same here...wait, since when did we ever take Art?
Kai: Good question
EAMR: And you two call me weird.
Tala: Only because it's the truth
EAMR: And that's what you'd call constructive criticism!
Kai: It's what you'd call a diss
EAMR: ...Okay?
Tala: Dude she doesn't get it
Kai: Why do we even try?