Chapter 8: Oh My God, the Eskimos won the grey cup!!!
I was able to make it to the boss's level, with little trouble, thanks to the killer bunny, which I named "Fluffy". I walked into his office, the Macarena was playing, the grey cup was still on, and the boss had been turned into a zombie with tank treads, and a giant tank turret on his arm. He turned around, and I knew, I wasn't going to beat this guy in a fair fire fight, so I thought quickly.
"Look, the Eskimos won the cup!!!"
He turned around and cheered, which is when the bunny attacked, he didn't even look, and he just pointed his turret and fired, BOOM, instant meatloaf. I then picked up his intercom phone and hit him on the head with it; it didn't even faze him, he just looked angry, and turned his turret at me. By then I was running out of the room and screaming like a little girl. He came after me, but I had made it to the reception area, which was quite big, and gave me more maneuvering room. He shot and I dove reaching for my gun, which wasn't there, it was by the office. It must have dropped out when I started running. So I looked around, but saw nothing, so I did the last thing he would expect……I dived at him, got and my knees and begged for my life.
"PLEASE!!!!DON'T KILL ME!!!!!"
He got a really disgusted look in his deformed face, and backed up slowly, and I followed, at least till I got my gun and unloaded into his stomach. It hurt him, but not enough for him not to turn and fire. I bent backwards, and the shot went over my chest and head, then I flipped upwards.
"Whoa, what you do when you don't have a camera"
He then roared and charged me, and I dived, and went clear through a window. I looked around, and he had lost track of where I was for the moment, then I looked up on the wall, and saw a pump-action shotgun, I took it and loaded it with a few rounds. I then went out the window and rolled to my feet.
"Hey big get some!"
He fired, and I ducked, running towards him, firing at the same time. Until I got right up to his face, aimed it and……..ran out of ammo. I looked into my gun, and he formed a smile, I then slapped him with my left hand, and he tried to slap me with his turret, but he was to slow, we went on slap, miss, slap, miss, slap, miss, until he ruined it. He aimed the turret into my gut, and I spun, and got a burn the size of a tire track on my stomach. I loaded my shotgun, and fired at point blank range into his face, and then I hit his treads, which sent him going backwards out of control, into a support pillar, which collapsed, and effectively killed him. I then spit on his corpse, and went into his office.
"I have to find the cause of this problem, I know where to go."
I then typed in "Cause of mars city disaster" in Google, and found a portal in grid kilo sub-section 70 otherwise known as Section D. As I started towards section D I saw something on the TV.
"Oh my god, the Eskimos did win the cup!"
I then left the office star-struck.