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Part One.
"Yawn! I think I'll just sit around in bed, and look at the new hit magazine, EEEK! There's an alien right behind me," said Dartz, one lazy Saturday morning. As he said this, he happened to look out the window, and saw a blue pickup go speeding around the corner, turning into the street of the Doom Biker's neighborhood.
"Crazy idiot," said Dartz to himself, with a frown. But if Dartz thought that the driver of the blue pickup would just go speeding around town, he was awfully wrong. The blue pickup was going up Dartz's driveway!
"No! Maybe it's aliens in disguise, and they want to kidnap me! What has the world come to!" screamed Dartz, rather dramatically. Dartz decided at once to attack the blue pickup with a baseball bat, and by doing that, he might scare the person driving it, away.
Dartz was in a hurry, as he slipped on his clothes. While he was turning this way and that, he accidentally knocked over a lamp, which fell out the window, and landed on the blue pickup. There was a big explosion, and Dartz saw the engine of the truck go flying through the air, and Raphael seated on it. It a second, they both crashed through Dartz's bedroom window and crushed his beautiful and expensive Victorian bed. Dartz just stared in disbelief, and then started screaming and picked up the remains of his bed post and beat Raphael on the head.
After everything was settled...The next day at breakfast...
"So tell me Raphael, why were driving around in that blue piece of junk, and why were you wearing hunting clothes?" said Dartz, flipping the pancakes.
"You see, I was going down to the gym to exercise, when I saw an add. This is what it said, 'Come to Turkey Land and try your look at shooting turkeys! Whoever shoots the most during this week, will get to meet The Turkeys.' "
"Hey, aren't The Turkeys those four women who are swimsuit models?" asked Alister. Valon was just drooling, thinking about the fact of meeting The Turkeys.
"Yes, that's right. They always have their name written in bold letters, as the person who is reading this can clearly see," said Raphael. "Anyway, I was wondering if you guys would like to try to shoot the most turkeys and meet The Turkeys. I hear that those babes really admire us."
Suddenly, Dartz dropped the pancakes he was flipping, and started laughing evilly and rubbing his hands together.
End of Part One.
