Chapter Thirteen
Fanny's POV
I literally screamed as he jumped down onto the machine, and was now being flung around like a rag doll. If I didn't do something, he'd either be mauled severely, or the tiger would run away with him. I hastily searched my bag for something; anything that could distract it, but only to come to an empty bag. But, as I looked around in panic, a small glint caught my eye. I looked to see the mustard gun, and a wide grin plastered itself on my face.
"Hold on Numbuh 2, I'll be right back!" I called as I leapt from my hiding place and headed for the gun.
"Sure thing…can't do much else!" He cried back, grabbing its ears and tugging on them. "Darn! It wont come off!"
I picked up the gun, and aimed it directly at the tiger. But I didn't shoot, I couldn't…
"Shoot the gun!" I heard my teammate call. I couldn't do it. He knew I was a bad aim, and I didn't want to shoot him instead.
"Fanny…SHOOT IT NOW!" He had a slight growl in his voice, which made me whimper slightly. I shook my head repeatedly, my hand starting to shake.
"I can't…I'll hit you…I just can't…"
"Yes you can. I have complete faith in you." I looked at him, and nodded once. I shut my eyes tightly, and pulled the trigger. I heard a slight yelp, and all went quiet.
I opened one eye, and saw Hoagie sitting up. The tiger however, was without a head. The cables sparked, and some slithered around from the power still running through. I lowered the gun, and ran over to Hoagie's side. He looked in astonishment, and didn't expect me to fling my arms around his neck…and cry.
"Woah, it's alright." He whispered gently, putting his arms around me and pulling me into his chest. "Everything's ok now."
I settled down slightly, and wiped my eyes before gazing at him. "Don't do that again."
He nodded, and I could feel his heartbeat had increased. I could feel his face getting closer, and yet I didn't even flinch. Until there was a loud bang of course. He looked up in alarm, and held me tighter.
"Something tells me this isn't over." He said sternly. I looked at him in alarm, and got up suddenly. He watched me with interest. "Hey, something wrong?"
I pulled my gun out, and began to walk around the room, pressing my ear up to any thing that seemed suspicious. I could hear Hoagie calling me, but I cut all sounds out but this one sound that was urking me. As I got to a nearby wall, the sound got louder. It sounded like…
"There's something in the wall." I concluded, stepping back a little. "And I guessing whatever it is, it's big."
"Well, what else would it be?" Hoagie cracked. "I think we're the smallest things here."
"That's not funny." I tried to act like I usually do, but I was too scared. And Hoagie could sense that fear.
"Fanny?" He enquired, getting up and staring at the wall. "You're not kidding around, are you?"
I merely shook my head, and proceeded backwards. "We are running away right now." I grabbed his hand, and we broke into a run. It was a good thing we did, and a large…I don't even know what it was…but I ran through that wall like it was paper. Studying it for a moment, I concluded it was some type of bug.
And I hated bugs.
"Oh man, will they ever cut us some slack?" Hoagie commented, looking back for a second. It wasn't as fast as the rats or the tiger, but it seemed like it was much more powerful. We both looked in victory, until we slowed down to a fork. Meaning we'd have to pick a path to go down.
But then, Hoagie said something that I never thought he'd ever say.
"Fanny. I want you to go down the left path. I'll distract the monster bug thing and take it down the other road. Don't look back, just keep running."
I shook my head. "I'm not letting you be an idiot. And I'm not leaving you."
He placed his hands on my shoulder. "Do you trust me?"
"Y-yes."
"Then you'll go right now."
I merely nodded in defeat, and before I left, I pecked hi lightly on the cheek before dashing off. I felt guilty for leaving him, but I trusted him. Wow, never thought I'd say that in my lifetime. I kept running, and up ahead was a door. Without a second thought, I flung it open and emerged into a large room, which had barely anything in it. Lucky if there were three boxes in here. And at that moment, I felt alone. I heard scraping, and looked around cautiously. But not cautiously enough. I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head, and my eyes closed before the floor came rushing up to meet my face.
