This is the fourth chapter in my Trevor the Overlander parody. Yes, I am planning on parodying the entire series unless something goes wrong. And I am VERY determined to finish this first book. The only thing that could stop me from doing that is if I die. And don't worry, if I die, I will notify all of you when I get to Heaven. I'm sure they have computers there. And I also want to say that I had this idea for an actual book that I could write when I start my carreer as an author. It's called "The Boy and His Raptor." It's basically about a boy who befriends a raptor after this earthquake sets loose dinosaurs that had been living underneath our feet and we didn't know it, an they both are in the middle of this cross-species war and they have no idea which side to choose. But I'm kind of scared that people will think I stole the underground dinosaurs idea from Ice Age 3. Even if that passed, though, who would want to read a book written by a twelve-year-old? Sometimes I feel as though my talent in words are only appreciated here. So (bear with me here), should I just put it on FictionPress (the sister site to FanFiction) and then re-write it when I get older, write it on FictionPress and leave it there, or just wait 'till I get older to write it? Honest opinion please! Now, to the story. Sorry for the long A/N, I just had so much to say and was afraid that if I split it up and saved half of it for the bottom, I'd forget it.
Boom.
DISCLAIMER: I really don't have room for this... I OWN NOTHING THAT HAS TO DO WITH THE UNDERLAND CHRONICLES. WHOA. THIS VOICE IS SO COOL. EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! HUMANS ARE ONLY SUPERIOR FOR ONE THING: THEY ARE BETTER AT DIEING.
Chapter 4
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"Oh my god. Oh my god! You are wise and all-knowing" exclaimed Trevor as he started thinking about New York City, and his house, and his mother, and- Oops! Trevor had forgotten to call his mother before he told her he was going to go on a dangerous, life-threatening journey! Oh well, she would have said yes anyways.
"What's your name, anyways?" Trevor said, turning to the old man.
"I am called Sickus," he replied through a coughing fit.
"Lovely. Can I go home now?"
"No."
"So now this is a hostage situation, huh?"
"No, I didn't say th-"
"Do you want me to call 911?" And that was almost the end of this parody, until Trevor realized he had zero bars, and no 4G connection, either. And even if he did, how were the cops supposed to help him?
"Oh, down the third air gate in the fourth laundry room to the right."
"Thanks, kid. Now how do I get to where you are?"
"Uhhhmm... I kind of forgot."
"Thanks, kid... "
Exactly. Well, looks like he'll just have to drag himself and High-Heels back home himself. Not an easy task. He should get started when he had some energy left in him.
"Well, see you guys when I have another chance to come down here... heh heh." And Trevor started towards the entrance.
"Okay! See you later, when you decide to come back and fulfill your prophecy!" said Lucy happily.
"Moron... Bats! Stop them!" screamed Sickus. He didn't really need to say that, though, because about half-way to the exit Trevor collapsed and put High-Heels down, catching his breath.
"Wait! Time out! I just gotta.. catch my breath... then we can... resume!" The other bats started laughing, and High-Heels did, too.
"Thank you for the sisterly support," Trevor grumbled. "Alrigh, alright! I give up!" He shouted out loud this time. Trevor started walking toward Lucy and Sickus. On the way there, he picked up a rock and threw it behind him, shouting "Fetch!" All the bats rushed to get the rock at once, colliding into each other.
"I disrespect you from now on." said Lucy.
"Okee-Dokie." replied Trevor. Lucy took off on her bat and headed away.
"Follow me to the palace." said Sickus.
"What do we do there?"
"Well, you can take a bath, and then maybe we can watch a movie in the entertainment room."
"Really? And I thought you guys were underdeveloped! Whatcha got?"
"Well, there's Tron, Jurassic Park, and a movie called JAWS just came out...
"Wait, do you mean the classic Tron?"
"Well, there's only one."
"You guys really are culturally underdeveloped."
"What?"
"Nothing..." said Trevor hurriedly, and then, to change the subject, "Have you ever been to the Overland?"
"No, visiting there is like finding a ray gun. Very, very, rare."
"Hold on, you've found a ray gun!"
"Well, a man who arrived here in a big, blue box gave it to us. He said it was a spare. He called it... What was it... a Sonic Screwdriver! That was it!"
"Uuuummmm... Okay..." said Trevor, deciding not to say anything on the subject.
"So, no. The Overlanders are the ones who visit us often."
"Where are they now?"
"They are not here anymore. The Underland is not a nice place for Overlanders."
"You mean you ate them? I do that sometimes. Of course, I don't tell anybody, because that would be considered cannibalistic. You know what goes the best with butter? It's the-"
"NO! Er... no, we do not eat them, and we do not want to or ever will want to. That is disgusting." said Sickus hurriedly.
"Oh... You heard nothing!"
"Okay... Oh, and just to let you know, every creature in the Underland now knows you're here."
"And that would include?"
"The Spiders, the Rats, the Dung Beetles, the Bats, the Squid, the Mice, the Ants, the Frogs, the Phirahnas, and all the rest."
"Oh. Why did you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Capitalize the first letters of all the names."
"Wha- Why- How do you hear that?"
"Dunno. Oh, and you misspelled pirhana, too."
"Mispronounced, you mean?"
"No, you pronounced it just fine. You just misspelled it, is all. Don't worry, it happens." Sickus just stood there and stared at Trevor dumbfoundedly.
Then, to change the subject, he said, "Oh, look, we're here!" and hurriedly stepped through a green smoke screen.
"I would have prefered purple, but oh well..." stated Trevor as he carried his (now mentally traumatized for about two more hours from he and Sickus' conversation) little sister through the green (I wanted purple...) smoke screen.
And that's that! Sorry about the wait, I'm busy working on the first chapter of a new idea for a chain of stories a friend of mine and me had. It's not out yet, but with this chapter out of the way, I'l have time to write the rest of the chapter and post it without keeping this story waiting too long. It's called "The Machine: Prolougue" in case you would find it interesting. The prolougue story will be on FictionPress, though, but all the other stories (except specials) will be on FanFiction. The Prolougue will explain. Look it up though, I'm really hoping this one will be a success! Review, please, and as always:
Boom.