The next chapter of The Great Charlie Rescue. Sorry it's taken so long.
The Critic and the two unicorns reach a large river.
"Great." the Critic sighs, "A dead end. Well, I guess there's nothing else we can do. Oh well, we tried. Now, if you could just send me back home..."
"Hey!" yells a familiar voice. The Critic and the unicorns look over to see a man on a boat heading their way. When the boat is closer, they could now seen that the man was Spoony.
"Yay, it's Spoonyone!" Pinkie cheers.
"Yes, Spoonyone!" Blue repeats.
"Spoony?" the Critic questions, a little shocked.
"Oh, hey, Critic!" Spoony greets, "What's up?"
"What the hell are you doing here?" the Critic replies.
"I come here every Monday." Spoony answers. The Critic was about to reply, but then a thought enters his head.
"But it's Friday." the Critic informs.
"And your point?" Spoony questions.
"Nevermind." the Critic replies.
"Spoonyone, we need your help!" Blue states.
"You can just call me Spoony." Spoony informs.
"Spoonyone, we need to get across the river!" Blue explains.
"You do know there's a bridge a few yards away from here?" Spoony replies, pointing to a bridge.
"How'd we miss that?" the Critic questions.
"Spoonyone, you must take us across the river!" Pinkie says.
"You guys, seriously, bridge, right there ." Spoony repeats, pointing again, "Take about a minute to get to."
"Yeah, guys." the Critic agrees, "Let's just take the bridge."
"Take us, Spoonyone!" Blue begs.
"Yes, take us!" Pinkie repeats, now both were floating in the air.
"Alright!" Spoony yells, "Forefucksake! I'll take you across! God, you're worse than those llamas I ran into."
"YAAAAAYYYYY!" both unicorns cheer, as they return to the ground. Spoony brings his boat to the bank and the three hope on it.
"Now you know how I feel." the Critic states.
"Right."Spoony replies, "Why are you with them anyway?"
"Saving Charlie the unicorn." the Critic explains.
"Ah, I see." Spoony says. As soon as the boat leaves the bank, they reach the other side in about five seconds. They all were silent for a second.
"You know, we could have just taken the bridge." Blue informs, as the three hope off the boat.
"Yeah, I don't know why the Critic wanted to take the boat." Pinkie adds. The Critic pulls out his gun, cocks it and points it at the back of Pinkie's head, ready to pull the trigger. It takes all his power to not shoot. The three soon walk away from the river.
"Later, Critic!" Spoony says, as his boat leaves the bank of the river.
"Can't believe I just ran into Spoony." the Critic mumbles, "I bet that Dr. Isano grew up here. That would explain why he's so insane. Run into Spoony. Pffff, what's next? I run into Linkara?" The Critic stops and looks around, but saw nothing. He then continues walking again. "Huh, I'm actually surprised that didn't happen." he says, "Everything else has happened in this fucked up world. Why wouldn't it happen?" Just then, a woman with brown hair with blue dyed in passes them by.
"Hey, Critic." the woman greets, as she continues on her ways.
"Oh, hey, Marzgirl." Critic replies, then turns his head back, "Marzgirl?" All of a sudden, the Critic walks into a large tree. "Aahh, dammit!" he yells.
"Hey, that usually costs money, honey." says a high pitch sounding voice. The Critic looks around for the source of the voice.
"Who said that?" the Critic questions.
"I did, silly." replies the voice. The Critic looks up at the tree to see that it was actually alive.
"Treebeard?" the Critic questions, "From Lord of the Rings?"
"No, silly." the tree giggles, "I'm his cousin, Treejob." The Critic's eyes open really wide.
"Treejob, we need your help!" Blue infroms.
"Yes, can you please take us to the Castle of Bad Things?" Pinkie questions.
"Now, why would you little things wanna go there?" Treejob replies, "I hear it's a horrible place where they don't use lube." The Critic doesn't try to say a single word.
"We're trying to save our friend." Blue informs.
"Oh, well, why didn't ya say so?" Treejob replies, "I'll take ya there!" Treejob then turn and around and lowers his back end to the ground. There was a large gap in it lower, backside, trunk. "Climb aboard!" The Unicorns jump into the gap and wait for the Critic, who was still frozen.
"Come on, Critic!" Pinkie says, "let's go!" The Critic slowly moves over to the gap and climbs in.
"We never speak of this again." the Critic states, in a more firmer tone.
"Hold on tight, little ones!" Treejob says, "That's funny. I was saying the same thing to David last night. Oooh, I'm bad!" The Critic was now frozen again. Treejob then begins to walk through the forest.
"Critic, do you wanna play ISpy?" Pinkie questions.
"No." the Critic answers without missing a beat.
"I do!" Blue replies.
"I spy with my little eye..." Pinkie begins. The Critic points his gun under Pinkie's chin.
"Shut... the fuck... up!" the Critic orders. A few minutes later, they come to a stop.
"Okay, little guys, we're here!" Treejob informs.
"Oh, thank god!" the Critic sighs. The three hope out of the gap, then look up to see a tall dark caste.
"Thank you very much for the ride, Treejob!" Blue says.
"Yes, thank you!" Pinkie repeats.
"Oh, it was no trouble, babies." Treejob replies, "Give me a call in the future, okay?" Treejob then walks back into the forest.
"God, I think I got sap on my hand!" the Critic states.
"That isn't sap!" yells Treejob from the forest. The Critic is silent again.
"Okay!" the Critic yells to get the unicorns' attention, "We go in! We find Charlie! We get out! Understand?"
"Could you repeat that last part?" Pinkie questions.
"Fuck it!" the Critic yells, "Let's just go!"
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