Thanks everyone for your kind reviews. Here is Chapter 3.
"Ow! My scapula!" moaned Carl.
"Quiet, Carl!" Cindy ordered.
"You know, Vortex, why is it that you had to get in a catfight with Betty on the last day of school? Because now, thanks to you, we are hauling you over to the Candy Bar, just so you can have a milkshake. We are doing back aching work!"
"Back aching? Oh please, Neutron. I'm just hungry after beating up Quinlan for the last time. I will remember this forever," Cindy said with a grin.
"Why?" Jimmy interrupted. "You lost, and you are covered in bruises."
"Who says I lost? Now quit whining and funnel your energy into the stretcher!"
"I still don't see why I have to..."
"QUIET CARL!" said both Jimmy and Cindy.
Libby was watching them as they entered the local hangout. Sheen had offered to treat her to a milkshake, and Libby was filling herself as she watched her boyfriend drink in his usual "Leg-Behind-the-Head" stance. "Hi Cind," Libby started.
"Oh, hi Libby!" Cindy greeted, and jumped off the stretcher as if nothing was wrong with her, and merrily skipped over to the table. Jimmy slowing followed staggering, and Carl fainted completely. "Uh, Jimmy, go get me a milkshake," she said, handing Jimmy a five dollar bill.
"It's fine, Cindy, I've got it covered," Jimmy grinned and pushed the money back to her. He then walked casually over the counter, where Butch, Ike, and Oleander were trying to figure out what to do with the unconscious Carl. After Cindy, Sheen, and Libby had gotten over this display of kindness, Sheen rekindled the conversation.
"So guess what?"
"What," Cindy and Libby stated unenthusiastically.
"At tomorrows UltraLord Convention, they are going announce the winner of the Ultra-Guide to UltraLord, first edition, autographed by Dan Kee! I would like you guys to all come and bask in my moment of glory!"
"Why on Earth would we do that?" Cindy interrogated.
"I'll come if it makes Sheen happy," Libby flirted.
"Thanks, Libs. Did I mention we'll get free snacks?"
"Free snacks?" Carl suddenly emerged from his unconsciousness. "Count me in!"
"I'll come if Cindy comes," Jimmy returned with a plate of milkshakes.
"Oh, I guess I'll come since everyone else is going," Cindy replied.
"Huzzah! Everyone is coming!" Sheen yelled ecstatically, as they exited the parlor "They said that the winner and his friends get a special prize besides the guide. I can't wait to see what they give me!"
"How do you know that you are gonna win, Sheen?" Jimmy inquired.
"One, because UltraLord would never steer me wrong, and two, because I'm putting the lucky, unique UltraLord mail seal on to ensure that I win," Sheen announced, and with that, stamped his letter, and put it the mailbox.
Chances are, if Sheen knew what was about to happen, he would have never sealed that envelope.
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