Hey everybody! Yes, it's me, about a few weeks late, but better late than never, right? (I blame the SBAC test. If you know what that is. It's a test. A really long, tedious and antagonizing test.) So anyways, I hope you enjoy, and I'll see you at the end.
Chapter Three: I Scream, You Scream, Murderers Eat Ice Cream
We hi-fived at the end of PE. The teacher didn't even notice our robot clones' strange behavior. ("Wow, Tobey! I'm impressed! A mile in five minutes!" "You're quite the dancer, Botsford!") We started to laugh at the fact that she actually thought it was us. We laughed so hard, we started to tear up and roll about on the floor, hysterical. (We were able to watch thanks to the cameras incorporated in the robots that sent us the video feed on Tobey's phone.)
I sat up and wiped away a tear from my eye. "Wow. Either that teacher's really stupid or our robots did a good job of taking our places." I looked at Tobey who was still on the floor, lying on his back, taking deep breaths. He met my gaze and we broke into laughter once more. A knock at the door startled us into silence.
"Who could it be?" Tobey whispered. I pressed my finger against my lips, motioning to him to shut up. I stood up and carefully walked to the door, Tobey right behind me. I reached for the door handle, carefully opened it…
And our robot clones burst inside. I sighed in relief and looked back at Tobey, whose back was against the wall, wearing a face of relief. He met my gaze and quickly straightened himself up, regaining his composure. He gave me that arrogant I-Knew-That look.
Oh, really?
"Hi, Mrs. McCallister!" I waved.
"Mommy! I-" He turned around and walked a few steps back as an attempt to hide the robots when he realized that there was no one there. He turned to face me. "You!" He said in an angry tone, his face expression radiating pure anger. I flinched at his sudden outburst. His features softened and then broke into a chuckle. I gave him a puzzled look, then started laughing with him.
"Don't ever frighten me again." He said in a dead serious voice.
"Whatever you say, Tobey." I said, watching him turn off the robots. Their eyes glowed red before completely shutting off. I remembered something about a trip to the new ice cream store.
"Hey, Tobey. You do remember you promised me a trip to the ice cream store, right?"
"I thought you'd forgotten about that."
"It's ice cream that I won't pay for. How can I forget about something like that?"
"True, although I was hoping that you'd forget about the me paying part."
I grabbed his arm and started to drag him away, ignoring his protests.
A few minutes later…
"Nope. I'm pretty sure it's that way." I told him.
"What do you know, Botsford?"
"I've lived in this city my entire life. I should know where a simple ice cream store is." I said.
"Well, it seems to me that it's the other way. Besides, it's a new store?"
He had a point there. But I wasn't about to let him win this argument. My pride wouldn't let me admit my mistake…
Five minutes later, we were walking in circles.
"Fine, you were right." I grumbled. "Lead the way, evil boy genius."
He stuck out his tongue at me. "I am never mistaken."
"Whatever." I said, crossing my arms.
Ten minutes later…
"Stop rubbing it in!" I said, covering my ears.
"I'm not 'rubbing it in'," he said making air quotes. "I'm only celebrating of how I was right and you were wrong."
I punched him.
"Ow! That hurt!" He said, cradling his arm.
"Stop being such a baby."
"I am not to be compared to an infant! I deserve to be respected and feared like the villain I-"
"Shut up already."
He raised his finger, but then dropped it. "Fine."
"Thank yo-"
"I was right and you were wrong, you were wrong and I was right!" He sang.
"Sing that one more time. I dare you-"
"Please excuse the interruption, but, I, Theodore McCallister The Third, the most handsomest boy genius around-"
"You wish."
"I am so! Now, hush! Where was I? Oh, yes. I present to you... The Freezer of Flavors!"
"Huh?"
He looked at me. "We're here."
"Oh." I said, feeling dumb. I looked at the building before us, which was a giant rectangular blue tinted glass structure with a blue neon sign that said, in cursive, The Freezer Of Flavors. I peered through the glass. There was a dark-haired man wiping the counter, but other than that, there was no one there. I followed Tobey inside-after giving him a quick shove ("What did I ever do to you?")-through the blue tinted glass doors. Tobey's shoes clicked against the pristine white marble floor. The sound echoed in the empty building, causing the man to look up. He smiled warmly, and asked,
"Hello there, how may I help you?"
Tobey started to order when somebody walked in.
"Well, who do we have here?"
My blood went cold at the sound of the voice. Memories flooded my mind, memories I did not want to remember….
A blood curdling scream escaped my lips. I shoved the person away, and she crashed against the wall, the great force causing the affected parts to fall away. I desperately tried to catch my breath, thinking that the worst was over. I felt the sharp edge of a knife graze over my flesh, then saw as the weapon glinted silver in the moonlight. Somebody jumped in front of me, and-
I ran out of the shop, my tears blurring my vision and falling off my cheeks.
I held his limp and bloody body in my arms. He weakly smiled at me, and chirped out a few incoherent squeaks.
"You can't leave me! You can't!" I cried out.
There was no reply. I was truly alone, the only sound I could hear for miles was the sound of my own breathing.
I am probably going to get a lot of hate for killing Huggy off. I just know it... Anyways,The reason was because, I don't know if you've noticed, but I rarely include Huggy in my stories, and I didn't realize that-yes, I forgot about Bob-until I was reading my story and listening to a Wordgirl episode... so, yeah. But it wouldn't be a good story if nothing sad happened, right? Heh, heh... I'm a terrible person (and writer). Oh, well, that's all for today.
Robots forever,
EsmeraldStar16 signing off