CHAPTER 8
"And now, as we lay this body down, we remember the happy times spent with Amanda" The pastor went on
Slippy stared at the casket as it was slowly lowered into the ground. Surrounding it was pictures of Amanda. Happier times. Then Slippy's eyes came to rest on one particular picture. It was the one taken before the flight. Anger swelled up inside him. Why couldn't Fox have died instead of his beautiful Amanda? Why?
"IT'S NOT FAIR" Slippy cried out, jumping out of his seat and running off. He ran blindly through the crowds, not knowing where he was going, until he made it to the washrooms. He kicked the door open so hard, it shattered the frosted glass on the door. He ran into one of the stalls, locking the door behind him. He was seething with anger.
"It's all your fault, Fox!" Slippy said. He put both his hands on the wall, letting his head hang in anger "It's...all...your...FAULT!" He suddenly lost it. He began kicking the wall furiously, leaving a bigger and bigger dent each time. He wailed out in anger. A million thoughts raced through his mind.
Come on Slippy! It'll be fun!
I'm not much of a rollercoaster person
Slippy kicked the toilet paper dispenser. It flew off the wall and bounced around the stall
Slippy I love this song!
Shake Shake, Shake Shake a-Shake it!
Slippy grabbed the porcelain lid of the toilet and smashed it against the stall door.
Oh Crap! I left the oven on at my apartment! My gas bill is going to be through the roof! Oh, will never make it to the movie in time!
Wait a minute, why don't you just go to your apartment, turn off the oven, then take the hovertrain and I'll meet you at the station? I'm sure Peppy and Fox won't mind.
Actually, that's a good idea! So I'll meet you at the station in 15 minutes?
Sure!
Slippy kicked the door of the stall clean off it's hinges
Shake Shake, Shake Shake a-Shake it!
Shake Shake, Shake Shake a-Shake it!
Slippy's thoughts stopped racing through his mind, and he stood there, breathing heavily, staring at the damage he made.
"Oh man! What did I do?" Slippy's thought, his lips trembling.
All of a sudden, he burst through the door and dashed for his hovercar. He quickly got in and did up his seatbelt. He looked in the rear-view mirror and saw Fox running towards his car. Not wanting to deal with this, Slippy quickly through his car into gear and slammed his foot down on the accelerator. He watched in the mirror as he gained distance from Fox, who just stood there with a confused look on his face.
LATER
Slippy happily worked on his arwing as Daft Punk's "Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger" Played on the radio. He wanted to forget everything that had happend recently, and usually the only thing that did that was working on the arwings. He slid out from under the arwing on the hover-creeper and went to find his wrench just as the song ended and "Don't Fear The Reaper" by Blue Oyster Cult came on.
"Now where did I put that stupid wrench?" Slippy asked himself as he leaned on the tall shelf unit. What he didn't realise was that it was slowly swaying from not being bolted properly to the ground.
"Ah here it is!" Slippy said triumphantly. He closed the toolbox, which was on the top shelf. The vibration from the toolbox cause Slippy's glass 'Mechanic of the Year' award to slide forward, towards the edge.
"Now let's check that oil!" Slippy said as he began to loosen the oil plug. Suddenly the award, which had been teetering on the edge, fell off the shelf, and shattered on the ground
Romeo and Juliet, are together in eternity
The loud noise startled Slippy, causing him to rip the plug out, spilling oil onto his large, frog eyes.
Romeo and Juliet
Slippy screamed as the oil leaked into his eyes, blinding him. As he stumbled around, he slipped on the hover-creeper, and fell underneath the arwing.
40,000 men and women everyday
Like Romeo and Juliet
The hover-creeper flew forwards into the shelf, causing it to sway a lot.
40,00 men and women everyday
Redefine happiness
Another 40,000 coming everyday
The shelf couldn't hold anymore, and the entire unit came crashing down on the arwing, causing the front end to fall of it's landing gear, and trap Slippy's head just above the front point
We can be like they are,
Come on baby,
Don't fear the reaper
Slippy struggled to get the arwing off him, but it's immense weight was too much for him to lift
Baby take my hand,
Don't fear the reaper
As Slippy struggled, his toolbox began to slide off the shelf
We'll be able to fly
The toolbox slid off the shelf and landed on the cockpit, causing the already cracked glass to shatter, sending the broken glass pieces to slide towards Slippy
Don't fear the reaper
Slippy screamed as the glass cut his throat, eyes, mouth and tongue.
Baby I'm your man....
As Slippy lay bleeding beneath the arwing, his life slowly leaving him, He thought of Amanda. He thought of her eyes, her hair, her beautiful smile and her lovely voice
"Slippy, I love you"
And as Slippy took his final breath, he could only think
"I love you too, babe. And I'm coming to see you"
Slippy died with a smile on his face.
