By Steven Acevedo
They were in a house. A very dank musty house covered with cobwebs and flickering candles all over the place.
"You're just in time," Steven W. Warlock said.
"And here I thought you were Harry Potter's evil twin," Oscar mouthed off.
"Despite your rudeness you came and now yer off," Steven said.
"Off to where?" Felix asked.
"On your scavenger hunt. Now get to it!" Steven sent crankily. He then disappeared in a puff of smoke.
"By the way, My roommate has the first clue," he said from all over the place.
"This is a fine pickle. I go from being in your apartment to this dreary place and what's more we're playing silly games," Felix said. "I'm weary. Let me rest for a bit."
Felix sat on what he thought was a wooden crate until he heard...
TAP TAP TAP!
"What's that noise?"
"What noise?" Oscar replied.
TAP! TAP! TAP!
"There it goes again," Felix said now shaking.
"You're imagining things, Felix."
TAP! TAP! TAP!
"Now I heard it," Oscar said nervously. "I-It's coming from where you're sitting."
TAP! TAP! TAP!
Felix looked down and his face turned pale as a ghost.
"AAAH! I'm sitting on a coffin," he screamed.
"Woog youg ged ogg meeg," a muffled voice cried out.
"Get up, Felix. GET UP!" Oscar shouted.
Jumping off Felix and Oscar stared in horror as a body rose up from the coffin.
"I thought I'd never get out of there," Frankiestein said. "Better get my tomato juice so I can get all peppy."
The vampire half bred turned into a bat and flew into the kitchen a few feet away from his bedroom. Coming back he was slurping on his glass of tomato juice from a wing tipped straw.
"Ah! That hit the spot," Frankenstein said. "Hi rthere. I'm suppose to give you a clue where to go."
Reaching deep inside his coffin which doubled as a bed. He gave them a slip of paper.
The note read: Go into the Jungle and look for some Beetles.
"Beetles?" Oscar asked puzzled.
"But there's not a jungle within miles of here," Felix said.
"Sez you, Bubba," Frankiestein said and a panel opened to reveal a jungle lush with tropical trees and fauna on the other side
"Gotta run, guys. I'm needed elsewhere," the vampire said.
Felix and Oscar both shrugged and went off into the jungle.
About an hour into the jungle the heat started to get to both of them and they had to find shade fast. In the clearing they saw a hut. The inside was bigger than the outside and they found themselves in a canteen bar.
"Damn! This place is hot. Wish I had brought my hat with me," Oscar said looking into a mirror
to check his complexion. Suddenly he saw a bright glow which lasted only a few seconds. Turning around he saw a hat on a small white podium that looked like his. He bought it during his early years as a reporter and refered to it as his Yogi Bear topper since he couldn't remember what the hat style really was. He knew Ed Norton wore on it on The Honeymooners. Still Oscar liked it and it's been a part of his personality since then.
Picking it up from the podium a note dropped out of it.
"Sorry we were rough on you earlier, Oscar. As a gesture of good will. Here is your hat to keep your head cool for the rest of the trip. And for added protection I've added an enhancement I know you'll like."
Oscar threw the note away not thinking much about it. He saw Felix as usual cleaning up as usual.
"Must you do that any time we go somewhere?" Oscar asked in his still hoarse voice.
"It's what I do, Oscar. But perhaps I should rest again. Let's sit down in these chairs," Felix replied.
"Ladies And Gentleman. For your dining pleasure. Here are The Beetles!" a booming voice from a loudspeaker announced.
Out stepped four mop topped insects wearing suits singing a Rock and Roll tune.
Oh yeah I got to tell you,
This clue we're giving you.
Here's a hint and it's something,
You've got to find the hand.
You've got to find the hand,
You've got to find the hand.
"A hand?" Felix got queasy thinking about it.
"Not just any hand, Guv'nor. This one grants wishes," The Beetle with the big antennas said.
"Let's go then," Oscar said excitedly.
"But we haven't eaten yet," Felix protested. "You can't think on an empty stomach."
For once Felix was right. Oscar took a menu in his hand and pointed to the things he wanted.
Row after row of food was placed on the table as Oscar wolfed down his meal with gusto.
Felix could only watch in amazement as he drank a full pitcher of Green Slime Soda in one
hugmongous guzzle.
He got queasy all over again.
To be continued...