Pacifica held on for dear life as a few rocks landed straight on her knuckles. Her arms begged her to let go, her brain said 'don't you even fucking think about doing it' and her heart told her that this was the last time it will beat...for sure.
She looked down and saw Grunkle Stan trying to climb up after her "I'll be fine just take the damn thing!" digging her fingers into the rock, if she could even consider that possible, she forced herself up and grabbed the weapon she came up after.
It was a bone with some sort of rock or metal attached to it, not really caring what exactly to call it she pulled with all her strength and removed it from the stone.
Now if only this was the right story she could be considered a hero for doing such a simple task.
With the weapon finally free her body swung back and forth from the sudden release, her eyes shut tight and a small whimper escaped from her lips "Grunkle Stan catch! or well...don't!"
She let go of the polearm...heh bonearm... and it embedded itself into the ground a few inches away from Stan's foot "that was a close one!" trying her hardest to nod at his comment, and forget how high up she was.
Suddenly the weirdest thing happened...she was captured in a net and landed in a giant pile of pillows..the pure ridiculousness of this stunt was too much.
The stranger untied the net and sat in the pile of pillows with her.
"Why hello there little girl! It seems that you have fallen into one of my ingenious traps! It's great to see it all come together and work just as planned!"
Grunkle Stan emerged from the brushes with the polearm "who the hell are you?" the man wearing the weirdest of suits and...pants?...ever stood up.
"My name is Quentin Trembley! the 8th and 1/2 president! Technically still President since I never resigned and the council men never decided on another!"
The man babbled on about how the council men simply acted inappropriately while trying to make their decision...none of this made sense "but I do know and I have heard that you run a place that has been looking for oddities!"
"Yeah what of it?" Pacifica stood up from the pillows, as soft as they surprisingly were, and dusted the dirt off of her skirt.
"Because long ago a little girl named Mabel freed me from another idea of mine! Peanut brittle kept me alive all this time! Imagine that! But these two silly cops had also taken a large amount of things that rightfully belong in their spot."
"So you want us to keep those things safe for you or return them to their spot?" the man thought for a few seconds before snapping his fingers.
"I could personally care less, they all seemed too...serious...for me, but none the matter they could be useful. Plus I owe Mabel!"
Stan and Pacifica stared at each other with the looks that gave the pure meaning of 'what the fuck?' after at least a minute passed of all three thinking and Quentin talking to himself, the teen and elder made up their minds.
"Alright so how do you plan on getting us into the white house to take those things?" Quentin laughed so hard it seemed as if he might die from lack of air.
"Illegally get into the white house? Now that is a great idea! But no I was figuring I could get them to just drop it all off at a certain place...for a fee."
Quentin, Pacifica and Stan jumped around in a bouncy house while Pacifica's men unloaded the new merchandise into the Mystery Shack "yes! yes! this is perfection, the colors, the bounce, the shape!"
Bouncing with them were chickens and a gnome. "This is the stupidest thing I've ever done in my entire life" Stan nodded as a chicken sat perfectly on his hat none the matter the 'turbulence' of the rough bounces.
"But that is what makes this all just so amazing!" Quentin stared at his wrist, which had no watch on it, before exiting the bouncy house.
"Well fellow citizens I must go now! My people need me!" doing a backward jump off the bouncy house he landed on a horse...backwards and the two rode off into the sunset.
"How about we just never talk about this again? Agreed?" the two shook hands "agreed" the chicken followed Stan into the house and waddles tried to chew on the bouncy house.