Chapter 23: Get The Hell Out Of There

As the smoke from the gas canister began to fill the room, Marcus blocked his mouth with his arm and moved towards a set of ladders that lead to an escape vent at the top corner of the room. He looked back.

"Hey guys, come on, let's get the hell out of here fast." Marcus shouted. At which point, Liam and Daniel each picked up and began to carry two of the boys on either shoulder.

"Bloody hell, why do I have to be the one who has to carry Cartman!" Daniel replied; stuttering slightly as he followed Liam from behind.

The research officials had already retreated out of the room and through the room's exit. The troopers had been knocked out by Liam and Daniel and the only one still standing was the main General official who quickly snatched a small machine-gun rifle from one of the troopers and had began shooting at Marcus. Luckily, Marcus was able to hide behind the set of ladders as he climbed up it.

Marcus shot down the vent lock and began to make his way into it.

"Come on!" He shouted down at the other two who were finding it difficult to climb a set of ladder stairs whilst carrying two boys each on their shoulders.

"Hey, Marcus, we're carrying tow lads on our shoulders here. Give us a f---ing break." Liam replied; as he and his brother finally reached the top.

"Don't think you've won yet Kane-Bridge. We will succeed!" The General shouted up at Marcus; slowly for some odd reason deciding to walk calmly out of the room's main door and out of sight. "It looks as if we're going to have to go to Plan B then." He spoke quietly to himself.

Marcus, Liam and Daniel ran out of the spherical room and down the corridor sized metal shaft which was a mystical blue shade and gave off a very weird cool blue light. Their footsteps as loud as jackhammer slams echoed won the shaft as they continued to think that they didn't have much time to escape.

"Wait…..wait a minute." Marcus stopped; putting his bag pack down on the ground and opening it.

"Marcus, what the hell are yer' doing?" Daniel shouted; turning round and stopping.

Marcus picked out and tossed towards Liam and Daniel the boys' traditional and usual clothes.

"Here, get them dressed, we've got plenty of time; we might as well."

"Are you mad Marcus? What do I look like, a mother?" Liam asked in a very shocked tone of voice

"Well……no, but this bag of mine's heavy. I must be the only one here carrying something heavy for god's sake!"

Liam and Daniel looked at each other in a sarcastic tone and grabbed hold of the clothes.

Meanwhile back in the main area of the MI6 Headquarters, the General Official had made his way back into a security room full of officials.

"What's the situation Jones?"

"The three suspects are heading down the main air vent shaft on the 3rd Basement Level. There already back up onto the 1st Basement Level part of the shaft."

The General looked at the security images of the three lads on the infra-red and thermal cameras.

"Very well, close the outer shaft barrier! That way they won't be able to escape from this building."

"Yes sir!"

A few minutes later, as the three lads had resumed their journey up the air shaft, there was a slight shake and a introduction of a rumbling sound.

"What the hell was that?" Marcus spoke; stopping and looking around the shaft ceiling and walls.

Liam picked out a little digital device he had stored in his pocket and looked at it. He face suddenly turned to shock.

"Oh s---!"

"What is it Liam?"

"The outer security barrier of the air shaft's starting to close. If it's closed then we won't be able to get back outside."

"F---! We have to hurry and quickly." Marcus shot off down the shaft corridor; followed closely by Liam and Daniel.

"How can yer' hurry quickly? It's not as if you can hurry slowly is it?"

"Daniel, shut up!"

"Oh OK."

As the three lads could eventually see the light of the outside environment, they ran forward up the steepness of the air shaft back to ground level. And as they ran, they saw from both sides, two steel barriers beginning to slowly close; letting less light in by every passing second.

"Oh, I have a bad feeling about this guys!" Liam spoke.

"Liam, you always have a bad feeling about everything."

"I know, I just like saying that."

As Marcus and Liam managed to cleanly and safely get through, they looked back and saw Daniel had stopped; spotting something on the floor of the shaft.

"Daniel, what the bloody hell are yer' doing!"

Daniel looked down at a five pound note that was lying down by the floor corner of the shaft. "Oooo, a fiver, I'll 'ave that!"

"DANIEL, FOR GOD'S SAKE, GET OUT NOW!" Liam shouted; which was loud enough for Daniel to hear. Daniel charged forward. Knowing that it was too close to call, he jumped forward still with Cartman and Kyle on his shoulders. And just as he placed both feet on the outside ground, part of his shirt got stuck in-between the two steel barriers which by now had fully closed.

"What the….." Daniel looked back "Oh f---ing hell!" He pulled as hard as he could on his shirt to try to get it out, but eventually it ripped and Daniel was left with a hole on the side of his shirt. Not big and embarrassing, but the hole still looked ridiculous.

The three lads turned round to see that they were stood under some kind of structure with light coming into it. The structure was multi-coloured and quite small in size; just slightly bigger than the area that the three lads were stood in now.

"Where the hell are we?" Liam asked.

"I dunno, we must be in some kind of object or building or whatever." Marcus looked out of a hole in the structure to see what was outside.

"D'y'know what this stuff reminds me of…….oh what's that building stuff that kids play with that looks like multi-coloured bricks and they're like y'know all different shapes and sizes?"

"You mean Lego!" Marcus replied; both answering Daniel's question and stating the fact that he had realised where they were.

"Yeh, that's it, this stuff reminds me of it."

"No wonder, this structure's made out of Lego. We're in bloody Lego Land!"

"………..Where?" Liam asked; not looking as shocked as Marcus was.

"Lego Land, y'know that place full of stuff made out of Lego and things."

"Oh right, that place. Yeh, never been there though."

"WELL YOU HAVE NOW!" Daniel laughed "Well, if we can't get out of this model, then there's only one way to do so." Daniel moved forward and walked his way out of the Lego structure; tearing away at any Lego pieces that stood in his way. Stepping over the small barrier, Daniel began to walk down one of the park's path. It wasn't long before the whole model crumbled and broke down into a thousand pieces; leaving Marcus and Liam standing in confusion. The children who had been looking at the model had started to cry like all little kids do and Marcus and Liam embarrassingly walked out and followed Daniel down the park path.

Liam with one hand covering his head in shear embarrassment looked up at his brother who was walking as if nothing had happened.

"Yer' see Marcus, this is why Jews like Daniel shouldn't be allowed in places like this; they just mess things up and break stuff."

"LIAM!"

"What, I'm just saying. Daniel IS a bit of an idiot now and again."

As Liam and Marcus made their way towards the exit turnstiles, a stupid person in a Lego outfit appeared from nowhere and began to block their way out of the park.

"Errrrr, excuse me whoever you are, you're blocking the exit. Can yer' get out of the way please?" Marcus spoke in a very mediocre-toned voice.

"But are you sure you don't want a fun little stamp on your hand so that you can get back into the back!" The Lego Man spoke in the most ridiculous happy and excited voice.
"No, we don't want a bloody stamp and we don't want to go back into the park. Now please if you don't mind, get out of our way!"

"But this stamp glows in the dark and has mystical powers, plus it's got a picture of a lego brick on it!" He continued to speak in that annoying happy tone of voice.

"We don't care, we just want to leave." Liam replied; along with Marcus, walking around the idiot and out of the park. But the costume-wearing idiot wasn't done yet.

"Have you changed yer' mind yet! I can see it in your eyes that you'd love to come back to Lego Land."

Marcus and Liam looked at each other and both at the same time, pushed him over; sending him face first onto the gravel-covered ground. He couldn't get back up since the costume was so big and thick. He was like a turtle lying down on its hell; unable to get back up. Liam and Marcus continued walking and eventually caught up with Daniel.

"God, how sad must yer' be to have that kind of job."

"I know what yer' mean Liam, I hate those kind of people who just get in yer' way all the time."

"Hey, well at least I GOT A STAMP. Now I won't have to pay again to get back in."

"Daniel, are you sad or sumin! Only idiots ask for stamps to get back into that silly little kid's park."

"Well at least I'll be able to go back to Lego Land whenever I want for free."

"Daniel, the stamp doesn't last forever y'know!"

"……….Oh…..yeh I knew that." Daniel's face turned slightly red; the tone of embarrassment and slight humiliation.

"Anyway, we best get these boys back to my place."

"I agree Marcus, but what are yer' gunna do about telling them about all this."

Marcus sighed and looked down at the ground. "I don't know……..I really…don't…know."

As they stopped at the side of a nearby road, they realised that the best way to get to Marcus' house was to use possibly the most advised and best mode of transportation that they could think of. And so with that in mind, Marcus raised his arm and shouted:

"TAXI!"

Not the best mode of transportation in London, but still a reasonable one.

It was the evening now and all seven lads were back at Marcus' house. Stan, Kyle, Kenny & Cartman had just woke back up yet they still felt extremely dizzy and confused about everything that had occurred today. Unaware to them, Marcus, Liam and Daniel were sat downstairs in one of the basement floors; discussing what they were going to do next.

"So……what now?" Marcus asked; taking a sip of his cold drink that he made earlier.

"Well Marcus, yer' can't the hide it from them forever, y'know that. If I were you, I'd just tell them everything that's been going on and what's still going on."

"But how will they react to something like this? I mean they've done and been through a lot of things and stuff over the years and I don't think they're just gunna accept something like this. This is going to be breaking news to them."

"It's gunna be more than breaking news; more like shocking news."

"Shut up Daniel. Look Marcus, if yer' want, we'll help yer' explain it to them alright? Won't be bro?" Liam turned to his brother; expecting a straight answer of 'yes'. Daniel burped and laughed at it. Realising that this was a serious matter, he stopped messing about.

"Oh right, yeh sure. But not for long though, North Park's on TV in an hour and I don't want ta' miss that."

"Daniel, for God's sake!"

"What! There's nothing wrong with a guy like me watching that kind of show; I like it."

"Whatever, come on guys, let's go back upstairs."

Marcus and the other two made their way up the stairs and back onto the ground level of the house. Meanwhile, while that had all happened, back in the living room, the four boys were now completely awake and wondering what the hell had happened today.

"Hey, where are we?" Kyle spoke.

"I think we're back at Marcus' house dude." Stan replied; at which Kyle looked down at himself to see that he was wearing his old clothes again.

"Dude, weren't we wearing those British clothes today. How the heck did we change into wearing this stuff again?"

"I don't know dude let's just watch some TV." But just as Stan was about to reach for the remote, Cartman snatched it off him.

"No, we're not watching any of your crappy hippy TV. We're watching Terrance & Phillip."

"Cartman, we're in England. English people don't show American television fat-ass!" Kyle shouted; starting off yet another row between himself and Cartman.

"Shut yer' god dam mouth Jew. I bet you 5 bucks that Terrance & Phillip IS being shown right now!"

"You're on fatboy!"

Cartman quickly changed to Channel 4; thinking that the British Channel 4 was the same as the American Channel 4. They were surprised and confused as to what programme they were watching; some sort of game-show with some weird intro-building music in the background. The programme's presenter started speaking:

"A quarter of a million pounds…………22 identically sealed boxes………22 identically boring un-employed people………and no questions…except one…………Deal……Or No Deal!"

"Dude, what the hell is this?"

"Ah man, that guy looks like Santa Claus!" Cartman spoke.

"How the hell does he look like Santa Claus Cartman!"

"Well, he's got that big white beard and he….ermmm……talks like Santa Claus."

"He doesn't talk like Santa Claus Cartman, yer' only saying that coz' yer' just want Christmas to come yer' greedy fat-ass."

"HEY, DON'T CALL ME FAT!"

"Well at least you and Santa bare the fat resemblance Cartman." Kenny spoke (finally); at which Stan, Kenny and Kyle all laughed much to the annoyance of Cartman. As the programme went on, Stan, Kyle, Kenny were getting more interested in the programme; so much actually, that they were rooting on the contestant to win a 'life-changing' sum of money. Cartman however was just jealous as always at the fact that this person could easily win a lot of money. The game was coming to its end and the contestant had only one box left to open in the current round.

"OK John, you've got one more to open, what's it gunna be?" The Programme's presenter; Noel Edmonds spoke.

"Well, since I was born on the 12th of December 1212 in the 12ving town of 12ten, I think I'm going to choose…………box number……9; Michael please."

"MICHAEL, because of what we have so far, this is actually one of the most powerful games and most powerful positions we've ever been in. And yes, I may say that every bloody day and yes, it may be annoying to some people, but I won't (won't) lie when I say that THIS TIME, I AM excited about this game because I think it's the best game we've ever had..."

"Dude, this guy's a douche. He's said that for about the tenth time now."

"Yeh, and why the hell has he got a small picture of a vagina on the side of his hand?"

"I dunno; let's just hope this isn't a big one."

For some odd reason, Stan, Kyle & Kenny had changed. This programme had changed them slightly; making them grip onto the edge of their seats as they watched this programme un-fold and hoped that this contestant would eventually walk away with a lot of money at the end.

"……Anything from 20,000 downwards would be brilliant. Don't reveal the 75,000 or the quarter of a million! GO!"

The other contestant opened the box and the number that was revealed……was the quarter of a million. As groans from the programme's audience, contestants and even Mr. Edmonds filled the TV, Stan, Kyle & Kenny also groaned just like anybody else would. Kenny fastened tight the hood on his jacket as he hid his face in disbelief at what had just happened.

"NA NA NA NA NA NA! He lost a big one and you're all rooting for him and he's not gunna win a lot, HA HA HA HA HA HA!" Cartman started speaking in his usual singing-style way. Stan, Kyle & Kenny looked at Cartman with annoyed looks on their faces.

"You're an asshole Cartman!"

Marcus, Liam & Daniel walked into the living room; much to the shock of the four boys.

"Marcus, what the hell?" Stan spoke; possibly being the most shocked of the four.

"Errrrrr, hi." Marcus didn't know what to say.

"Marcus, what the hell's going on around here and what did actually happen today? This all makes absolutely no sense."

"Well, to tell you the truth, I came up here to talk to yer' about that." Marcus sat down on a nearby living room chair.

"OK, first off, who the f---ing hell are all those people that we saw today!"

"Yeh, and how come they know you?"

Marcus had no idea what to say and how to reply to such a barge of questions. He turned to Liam; hoping that he could provide a helpful answer to back him up.

"BYE!" Liam and Daniel quickly rushed out of the front door and slammed it shut behind them; much to the shock and disgrace of Marcus. He turned back round.

"Alright, you boys want to know the truth? This……is the truth!"

And so Marcus began explaining everything he knew to the four boys. It would only be a matter of a couple of hours before the four boys realised just what shocking and surprising truth Marcus had kept hidden for them (both for good and bad) all this time.