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Copyright © 2005 Rochelle Adams and Marie Carlson. All rights reserved.
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Bingaling was falling. Of course this made sense since he had just let go of the remains of the Great Crossing. Now all he had to figure out was how to get rid of the evil Little Sister.
He grabbed his stick thing. He thought he could probably create some fireworks to amuse the thing and then when she wasn't looking, whack her on the head! Haha! It was so crazy it just might work!
He straightened himself out and started zooming after her like a bullet. He was almost on top of her and started to do some fireworks. She seemed amused but she wouldn't let him get a straight shot at her.
After a while they both tired of this and soon Bingaling started to make conversation.
"So…come here often?"
"Bingaling!"
Dodo awoke with a start. He had dreamed that Bingaling was actually being forced to communicate with the evil Little Sister!
Spam was worried about his master. "What is it?" he asked, concerned.
"Nothing," replied Dodo, lying back down again. "Just a dream."
The Two Flowers
Dodo and Spam walked around for quite a while before they realized that they were all together lost. This was a bit disheartening since they had been doing so well just a while ago…except for the whole Dork ambush, but other than that…
That night a strange creature crept down the cliff toward where Dodo and Spam were sleeping.
"They stole it from uss, the thieveses," he muttered.
He was about to grab Dodo when he tripped over- you guessed it- that pesky pile of thorny sticks that continues to appear in the most inconvenient places for reasons no one can explain.
And, of course, he landed right on top of the bobbit he had been attempting to strangle. This scared not only him, but Dodo as well. They both started screaming and running around in circles.
So, as a result of the screaming, Spam was awoken and he noticed his master running around along with a strange creature in a Speedo. This both disturbed and amused him, the disturbing part being the Speedo and the amusing part being Dodo running around, seeing the creature, screaming, then running around again, etc.
After a while, however, Spam decided that he probably should put a stop to it. He quickly grabbed Dodo and smacked him upside the head, trying to knock some sense into him. This only succeeded in giving Dodo a minor concussion.
"I don't wanna go to the…dentist…Mommy! I wanna go to…the Red Lizard with Mitt…and Sad…and Spam…and…" Suddenly, after babbling on in a strange manner, Dodo collapsed onto the ground with a thud.
Since this wasn't he reaction he had hoped for, Spam was a little shocked at seeing his master out cold on the ground. Luckily he recovered in time to grab the strange creature that had caused the whole incident, but not without getting a few very annoying remarks from him.
"You sstupid fat bobbit! You've knocked him out cold!" it said while putting on some spectacles so he could see better.
Spam noticed once again that he was wearing a Speedo. Must be from Europe, he thought. He also noticed that he had a strange British accent and liked the letter 's' since he seemed to repeat it often in one word (example- sstupid).
After Spam had apprehended the thing, he tied him up to a rock and started to interrogate him.
"Who are you?" he asked, pacing back and forth.
"Unhand uss, you hooligan! We are not criminalss, mooodie!" he said.
"Where were you on Friday, July 15, at 7:00 in the evening? Answer me!"
The creature looked at him with raised eyebrows (yes he has eyebrows) and he just rolled his eyes.
The sstupid fat bobbit is crazy, my love. Crazy!
"You won't talk, eh? Well I'll show you!" Spam went into his pack and pulled out a jar.
The creature's face contorted in horror at the sight of it.
"No! Anything but that! We'll be jolly good, we promissss!"
"Icy Hot!" exclaimed Dodo, who had awoken from unconsciousness. He turned to Spam, a worried look written all over his face.
"It burnss uss! It freezesss uss!" The Speedo-wearing being cowered now, trembling with fear.
"Spam, don't! This is Melvin! He can help us!" Dodo protested. He would do a lot for a fellow schizophrenic.
Spam looked at him skeptically. "Mr. Dodo, he's wearing a Speedo and he hisses. Anyone who wears a Speedo and hisses cannot be trusted!"
That made Melvin a bit indignant. "You chapss are rather rude if you think that we are not trusssstworthy sssimply becausse we have a ssspeech impediment!" He got a little teary. "You try going to sschool all the way in Europe when you talk with a lisssp!"
Spam didn't buy this. He whispered to Dodo, "Maybe he's an escapee from an English mental ward…"
"Spam!" reprimanded Dodo. He turned to Melvin. "I'm sorry about that Melvin. You have been to Jeldur, correct? You know the way?"
Melvin nodded, not quite sure where this was going. His summer vacation to Jeldur hadn't gone the way he'd planned it, what with the plumbing and sewage system being deplorable with that giant toilet in the center of the country, not to mention that giant nose that hovered over their main tourist attraction- a 50 foot flower. Melvin didn't care if it smelled good, that nose should wait in line with the rest of them.
"You will lead us to the White Door in return for us not torturing you with Icy Hot, alright? But you have to promise that you won't attack us again!" Dodo rubbed his head at the thought.
Melvin nodded and said, "We ssswearsss on the…on the Mooodie!" He pointed to the mood ring that hung around Dodo's neck, licking his lips in the process. Oh how he wanted to see what his mood was!
Dodo was wary of him. "The mood ring is treacherous. It will hold you to your word."
Melvin nodded again.
Oh we will get it back, my mooodie, my love. In time, we will get it back…
Note: So concludes the end of the first chapter of the second book of the Lord of the Mood Rings. Hope ya like, but we can't know unless u review. Yess, review, my Mooodie!