Flushed Away II: Down the Drain
by Psi Kat
Sorry about the wait again...I've been having some rough times here. Plus I started college classes again. My math teacher is INSANE! But he seems very good. I just hope I'll survive the semester.
Anyway, on with the fic!
Disclaimed in chapter 1. Don't you dare sue me!
Rita groaned. Her head felt like it was splitting. She tried opening her eyes, only to find that she was in a totally dark room. She tried moving - she was bound by something. Angrily, she started to work herself free. "Well, it's about time you woke up, Mademoiselle," Le Frog's voice said from off to the left. Rita felt an angry roar come to her throat. "You are going to pay for this, you fat, big headed water sack!" she spat. Le Frog chuckled. "You still have your fire. I admire that," he replied. It now sounded like he was walking around. "But your fire won't save you now," he told her. The lights in the room went up, blinding Rita. When she regained her sight, she could clearly see Le Frog by a switch. He grinned at her. Then, he motioned towards a tank, adding, "And it certainly won't save him." Rita looked to see who it was. Her heart nearly stopped.
It was the tank that Roddy was hanging over. Their eyes connected. "Roddy!" Rita cried out. "Rita, that thing wasn't me! It was a robot!" Roddy called down. "I know that!" Rita yelled back. Roddy blinked. "Oh," he replied. Le Frog just rolled his eyes. "If you're done, the perhaps we can get to more pressing matters," he said coldly. Rita turned to him, a look of death in her eyes. "What do you want now?" she growled. Le Frog smiled and began walking again. "It's really very simple, my dear," he answered. "If you want your petit copain bête to be spared a trip..." Le Frog glanced back over to Roddy, "...Down the drain, you will agree to be my bride."
The angry redness on Rita's face turned a deeper shade.
Roddy cried out, "Rita, don't! Don't do it! You don't deserve this... this wartbag!" Le Frog whirled around. "Don't push it, rat," he snarled. Then he returned his gaze to Rita, who was fighting harder than ever to escape. "You have one hour to decide," he told her. "If you still haven't chosen by then, I'll choose for you." His hand gently stroked a switch nearby. Then he started to leave. "One hour," he reminded her. Then pitch blackness overtook them again.
(Singing) Cliffhanger's are a writer's best friend...
Anyway, that's this chapter. I hope to get to the next one shortly.
Read, review, and enjoy life!
Psi Kat