Chapter 2
Suddenly, Bootstrap stopped running in a circle. "Hey, Clanker? Are we friends?"
Clanker glanced up, startled by Bootstrap's question. "Well, yeah, I suppose we are…"
"Squee!" squeed Bootstrap, and ran over to Clanker. He then proceeded to wrap his arms around Clanker, and began to squeeze him in a crushing bear hug.
Clanker choked, unable to breathe.
Then, just as suddenly, Bootstrap released his death grip on Clanker.
"Can I wear your hat?" Bootstrap asked.
He snatched Clanker's hat and placed it on his own head, not waiting for an answer.
Clanker's eyes widened as he felt his hat being lifted from his head. "Noooooo!"
Bootstrap, who had been busy talking to his toes, glanced up. "Is something wrong?"
"YOU TOOK MY HAT!" Clanker screamed at the top of his lungs. He charged at Bootstrap, his face distorted and angry.
"Wow!" Bootstrap chirruped, stepping aside. "You look really different without your hat! Like, your face is all distorted and angry!"
Clanker turned again, his eye twitching. "My face looks angry, because that's how I FEEL! Now, GIVE ME BACK MY HAT!"
Bootstrap pouted. "But I like it!" Then he brightened up a bit. "Ya know what? I think I'll keep it!"
"Gah! That's it!" Clanker burst out, whipping out his weapons. He swung them around menacingly. "Down on your marrowbones and pray!"
That announced, Clanker charged at Bootstrap, the two balls of chain-shot swinging.
(Will Clanker get his hat back? Will Bootstrap survive Clanker's wrath? Find out in the next installment of IN THE LOCKER/bumbumbuuuummm/)