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Author's note: Sorry I haven't updated my story recently, I hope to post more chapters soon.
Chapter 15
Shopping malls can be very crazy at times. For example, when there is a seventy-five percent off sale at one of those big department stores, hordes of people go running to buy anything in sight. This is not a pleasant experience for the innocent bystanders who get trampled by a stamped of people who think that spending all their money at a clearance sale is a way to save some cash.
When Tim and Toby went to the mall, they forgot to consider all of that information. In other word, they were the people who were trampled.
"Ow! Ow! That hurt! Hey that's my leg! My leg is not a .placemat! Ow! Ow!" Tim cried in pain.
"Hey! Ow! That guy stole my shoes! Ow!" Toby exclaimed, "Remind me why we came here again? Ow!"
"I don't know! Ow! It was your idea! Ow!" said Tim.
"Oh, I forgot. Ow!" said Toby.
The huge crowd of people went around a bend and out of sight, leaving behind only a cloud of dust.
"Well, it looks like we'll have to buy you some new shoes," said Tim, "Mine are really worn out so I'll need some too."
"Let's try that shoe store over there," said Toby.
They walked over to the store and went inside. Tim walked up to the store clerk.
"Do you have any regular shoes?" he asked.
"Yes, they cost 15,000 coins for a pair," replied the clerk.
"You wouldn't happen to have anything cheaper would you?" Tim asked dejectedly.
"We do carry these shoes that have springs installed in them so that you can launch your self in the air," the clerk replied.
"How much do they cost?" asked Tim.
"Due to lack of demand, they cost 2 coins a pair," the clerk said.
"I'll take two pairs please," said Tim, "Do they have custom color?"
"They come in blue and white or red and white," said the clerk.
"I'll take blue and white!" Toby yelled from across the store.
"Me too," said Tim.
"That will be 4 coins please," said the clerk.
Tim paid the clerk and they left wearing their new shoes. They began to walk toward the food court when Tim noticed the rumbling noise again.
"Uh oh, that can mean only one of two things," said Tim, "Either it means a stamped of hamsters, or…" Tim gulped, "it means… shoppers!!!!!"
"Quickly, get into the fetal position!" Toby exclaimed.
"Are you crazy?!" yelled Tim, "They were just at the golf store! They're wearing cleats!"
"Wait a minute! Let's use these shoes!" Toby said, "5… 4… 3… jump now!!!!"
Boing! Crash! They both went hurtling up into the air and through the ceiling. Then they began to fall.
"Aaaauuuuggggghhhhhh!" they screamed.
As they plummeted back down toward the mall a stunt plane flew overhead. It began to do loops and flips to make letters out of the trail of smoke behind it. The smoke spelled out: Don't pollute!
Toby pulled his sleeve up to reveal a watch, and then he began to aim it at the plane.
"What are you doing?" asked Tim.
"I'm going to grapple that plane," replied Toby.
"Where did you get a grapple watch?!?!" asked Tim.
"Uh… I know a guy… grab my hand!" said Toby.
Tim grabbed Toby's hand, and Toby fired the grapple hook.
"Crap!" exclaimed Tim, "I just realized that this is obviously doomed to fail!"
And sure enough, something went wrong. The grapple hook zoomed up and got caught in the plane's rotor blade! The plane began to spiral out of control and went into a nose dive.
"Uh oh!" said Toby, "We're still attached to the plane!"
In an instant they were being pulled away.