CHAPTER FOUR

LOON ON THE LOOSE

"Oh, no you DON'T Remy Buxaplenty," said A.J. grabbing Remy by the arm, "Like I said you are NOT getting away this time."

Remy struggled to break free from A.J.'s surprisingly strong grip. Remy was stunned by A.J.'s strength.

"Let me go, supernerd," the rich boy said to the town genius.

"No, chance," said A.J., "first you try to kill my best friend and THEN you dress in drag and try to kiss me; you're crazy and you need to be put away for a long time." A.J. paused and then said "Besides those pumps so DON'T go with that dress!"

Suddenly Remy's foot shot around and he kicked A.J. in the stomach. The young African American boy collapsed on the ground, holding his stomach, and Remy hightailed it out of there.

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Norm, now in Abracatraz prison, just glared at Jorgen from his cell and then he spoke,

"Look Jarhead, you've got to let me go. If you don't you'll have a lunatic on your hands."

"The only lunatic I see is a crazy genie," said Jorgen, "who thinks I'm stupid enough to fall for his smooth talking."

"This is not smooth talking. Without me, Turner is in serious danger from Buxaplenty."

"Oh, and he was SO safe before when you and Remy tried to kill him."

"I DID NOT try to kill Turner," said Norm exasperated, "Remy got out of hand, and I had to take control of the situation."

"You expect me to believe you? You've tried to kill Timmy Turner before by taking him to Mars to suffocate to death. The only reason you didn't is because Crocker drove you so nuts, you decided to take him to Mars instead of Turner.

"And you notice," said Norm, "that Crocker is still very much alive. Even then I wasn't going to kill Turner, I was just trying to cause him some pain. Even a pea brain like you can see that."

Jorgen glared at the genie and said, "Even if I were to believe you, which I don't, how could you control Remy Buxaplenty, isn't he your master now."

"Not exactly," said Norm, "he wished me free."

Upon which Jorgen just started to bellow with laughter.

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Timmy sat in the back seat of his parent's station wagon. The young boy was exhausted from the events of the past few days. And you could see the exhaustion in his face. In addition, he had lost some weight while in the hospital which made the small eleven year old look even smaller than he already was. Of course, Remy still being out there made him a little nervous too. Still, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It'll be nice to get home," he thought, "where it'll be peace and quiet. Plus, I'm sure that Remy Buxaplenty would not DARE show his face this soon. Especially with all of Dimmsdale looking for him."

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Remy Buxaplenty ran down the sidewalk, and then he stopped. Where was Norm? And why had he changed back to being a boy. Not that he minded that. It had actually spared him from having to lock lips with that bald nerd.

"Norm must be incapacitated some way," said Remy to himself. The blond rich kid smiled. "Which means," Remy said, "that I'm on my own and I can do what I want." Remy then pulled out large knife and headed back to where A.J. was still bent over on the ground.

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"What's so funny, you simple minded jarhead?" said Norm a little miffed.

"You," said Jorgen, "Even I know that NO ONE would be crazy enough to wish a genie free."

"You're wrong," said Norm, "there is someone who wished me free and yes he IS crazy!"

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Remy approached A.J. and stood over him,

"You know Brainiac you really should have stayed out of this," said Remy and held the knife up high. He was getting ready to plunge it into A.J.'s skull when he heard something; a sound that was familiar. One that he remembered from the operation F.U.N. incident.

"MunchMunchMunchMunchMunchMunchMunchMunchMunch"