hey to the people who actually read and review! I got back from Europe a while ago and then neglected to write more... so here's a lot more, about two chapters! My teacher mr. chen's in it... you can tell I hope he likes it lol! R&R!
To assist them with their evil deed, The Tailor and his assistants hired an evil robot named Gary that loved rocks, science, hockey, and an Italian. He was invented to study eighth graders in their natural habitat and then destroy them with the evil laugh he practiced in the mirror when he had nothing to do except talk to his rocks-which was always. Yet, when that failed he dedicated his robot life to making kissing noises, throwing books on the floor, kicking backpacks, and shaving his head so that he looked like an army recruit.
So, the outfitter and his henchwomen came to RoboGary's lonely apartment stuffed full of rocks from various places of the universe to make his life meaningful. He quickly agreed because he needed to get away from the piece of Connecticut that he was having a feud with, the tension was unbearable and getting to him. They paid him in Coke and fossils until he cried at how sad his life was. Then, they all shared in an evil laugh, but then they stopped because Candy was giggling and it made them uncomfortable.
Meanwhile, the brotherhood had made their way to Utah, when suddenly, their van breaks down and they meet up with S-Club 7, who were trying to find out how they could become famous again. But, it would never happen so the brotherhood stole the forgotten singing group's car and started up again on their naïve adventure.
They were all singing some Spice Girls songs when they realized a weird-looking man with rocks in his passenger seat was following them.
Henry and Darius screamed in unison, "Look! We're being followed!"
"Yes, I that weirdo's been following us ever since we got off at that last exit" Wendell remarked, taking a turn, only to have the creepy and sinister man do the same.
Cal was studying him through the rear-view mirror, and could tell just by looking at him that he was lonely, liked science and needed a life, which were both traits of a serial killer or at least a lunatic. His psychology knowledge told Cal that he was going to try to kill them.
"I've got an idea guys," Cal said.
"Does it involve playing Hummus or Humus Trivia?" Tony asked, excited to try to beat Cal at a game.
"No, but its going to be fun, trust me!"…
"I'm following the unraveling scoundrels, they have no idea, I've disguised myself as a science teacher going to the rock dealer." Gary the Robot said into the walkie-talkie built into his mechanical structure.
"Great, make sure to look extra-pathetic so they won't take you as a threat." Ann Eyes responded cruelly because he could not get any more pathetic.
"Oh! They're stopping, over and out," he said hurriedly, with yet another menacing laugh.
He had no idea what was waiting for him as he parked, kissed his schist for good luck, and got out of the car, ready to kill.
"Alright guys," Cal whispered to the gang that was huddled behind a huge tumbleweed on the shoulder of the winding and empty highway. "Remember what to do as soon as he gets close enough," and they all nodded in approval.
They watched as the strange man wandered around, admiring the rocks that were on the ground as he made his way closer to their hiding place. The anxiety rose as the braced themselves for ambush. He slowly made his way…
Then he kicked the tumbleweed almost like it was a backpack, and revealed the brotherhood. Before he could do anything, they started to stone him. How ironic, to be hurt by the only friends he has besides a family of close pins that look like crocodiles. Yet, the stones merely penetrated his skin and since he didn't have any nerve endings, he felt no physical pain. However, the emotional pain was overwhelming, how come his beloved rock friends were trying to injure him?
"Not you too, Breccia," he said just before he collapsed on the ground in shock.
"Awesome!" They all jeered, glad that their brilliant friend's plan had worked.
"Alright, now all we need to do is tie him up and reboot him so that we can get the answers we need!" Cal stated, retrieving the "unbreakable" rope from his survival kit.
After having tied the strange man and rebooting his system with much help of Cal, the unraveling brothers of the hood were ready to get information.
"Where am I?" the confused rock-lover exclaimed as his system was restarted. He took one look at the bizarre group surrounding him and everything flooded back into his memory chip. "Great, I've been captured." He muttered sarcastically and looked at the rope tightly binding his limbs together.
"Yes, we have made you our prisoner!" said Wendell, almost shrieking.
"And you are not going to be let free unless you tell us who sent you after us!" Fabio added, trying to sound like he knew what was going on and wondering if he should become a cannibal.
"Fine," the pathetic prisoner said with a sigh. He knew he would regret letting out all the information, but he didn't want to see what else they could to do hurt him they obviously had tremendous powers. Then RoboGary told them all everything he knew, which was basically everything they needed to know to defeat the Tailor and his assistants.
"So my Great-Great-Grandfather was a gambling drunk?" Henry questioned in astonishment.
"I'm afraid so. It happens to the best of us." The robot said meaningfully. "Um, so now that that is over… I was wondering… if I could um be your guys friends!" With that said, the eyes of everyone widened with bewilderment, and then understanding.
"Yay! We have a Robot Slave… I mean Friend!" Darius shrilled, giving Tony and Wendell a high-five.
"The only thing I'm worried about is how we should go about defeating this surprisingly evil Tailor," stated Cal, trying to stay on track.
"I have an idea!" Chimed the gang's bizarre new mechanical friend, and they all circled in and whispered for dramatic effect…
"Any minute now we shall be victorious!" The Tailor exclaimed to the two faeries that were giving each other manicures. Usually, he would like to be the one to complete the promise he made to defeat all brotherhoods that shamed the name of fashion as well as anyone related to the man who had ruined his life so many years ago. Yet, the Project Runway season finale marathon was on and he didn't want to miss a single stitch.
"What if they defeated him?" Candy asked airily.
"Trust me, they definitely don't have the brains or strength to take that robot out." The Tailor said confidently, obviously not knowing that the brotherhood had Cal Culus helping them out.
So the henchwomen turned back to buffing their nails, and the Tailor went back to reality, reality TV that is.
Meanwhile, the brotherhood of the unraveling pants, accompanied with their new "friend" headed back to where the Tailor supposedly hid. When they finally arrived at the 156-year-old octopus lover's gift shop, confidence overpowered them all because they knew their plan could not fail.
Everyone knows that ordinary humans cannot defeat magical beings, like the Tailor and his assistants; the only way for them to be gone from the earth is through a duel with another paranormal person, yet even then a ritual or something peculiar can bring them back like that. So the brotherhood kept this information in mind with their plan to conquer the evil villain they had so foolishly restored to life.
The brotherhood bunch had listened to Gary the Robot's plan, and found it to be rubbish about taking over the world by enslaving middle schoolers so they resorted to turning to Cal and one of his brilliant ideas yet again.
Cal suggested that they find the Baker Faerie, the Tailor's ex-wife who he had cheated on so many years ago. They met at Emeril Lagasse's show Emeril, in which they had front-row seats right next to each other. He was marveling at how he found popularity with just a one-syllable word while she was marveling at how he prepared such delicious meals without being magical. They hit it off and got married yet, the Baker Faerie turned out to be a depressed mess. Always dwelling on the past, especially about her human baker father who was killed by a pharaoh, while his friend the cupbearer was spared. Consequently, in the end, they had a bitter divorce laced with the poison of the Tailor's affair.
So, Cal contacted this wretched and disheartened supernatural that, after years of throwing sharp spoons at Ed Venture's portrait, quickly obliged to dueling him. Here they were, Fabio, Wendell, Darius, Tony, Cal, Henry, RoboGary, and the Baker Faerie, quite an odd bunch standing outside of an odd shop, looking up at the open window on the second floor which was where Project Runway was being blasted from a TV set.
"How are we going to-?" Fabio began to ask but was cut off by Cal.
"Well, the procedures of dueling are quite simple. You just call them up and ask politely." He said sensibly.
Of course, that was not what Fabio was referring to; he wanted to know how they were going to get past the octopus-lovers with their calamari salads in hand. Alas, no one cared so the Baker Faerie took her super-fantastic spatula and contacted her ex.
Within moments the Tailor came parading down with his assistants hovering behind him and weapon of choice in hand- a Jagged Measuring Tape with retractable razors. One look at his former companion and he replaced his smug smile with a cold grimace, they obviously had issues to work out.
The Baker Faerie pulled out her Whisk of Doom, and with that everyone not involved in the combat backed away so not to come in contact with the fury they had bottled up for years and years.
On the sidelines, Cal was explaining every detail as the two battled it out to curious Wendell. Fabio, Darius, RoboGary, and Tony took their shirts off and painted their skin in batter and rooted heartily as if at a spectator sport, taking sips out of their sparkling turnip juice every so often. Henry was the only person completely silent, which was probably because he had no faith in the strength of women and he knew that if the Tailor wasn't crush in triumph, he would be the first on the embroiderer's hit list.
Finally, after about two hours of warfare, with a deep grunt, the Baker Faerie thrust her deadly whisk into her former husband, killing him instantly. She fell to the ground with victory and exhaust as the Tailor's body exploded into millions of needles and thimbles.
"Who's up for some brunch?" Candy Barr questioned everyone friendly, not saddened by the loss one bit. At this, one and all followed the two henchwomen to their favorite African Café and civilly chatted about the weather and other respectable topics.
Fin.
