Hello, readers! Here is JZTSmokenem speaking! Now that Gumball has escaped Carrie, he pays a visit to the Fitzgeralds, hoping he can get some help from what he endeavored. But what he didn't realize he's there's much more sensual terror on the way. Enjoy the chapter to find out!
Chapter #4 ~ The Investigation
With the mysterious creature and the servant...
As it flew across the sky with the assistant on his back, the mysterious creature began to charm the dark rainbow aura from its right hand. As the atmosphere changed, the creature slowed down its momentum, keeping the minion on its backbone to keep it from falling. The monstrosity froze as it watched the colors of the environment begin to change. The droplets slowly morph into slimy, massive tentacles and swirl together like a whirlwind. The drafts were picking up, and the sound of slime broke through the background. The appendages spun at an accelerated pace, and a miniature light lit up in the center. The star grew stronger with each passing second, and it showed an obscure vicinity. The fluctuating exterior immediately stopped and presented a much clear viewpoint. Afterward, the two beings swiftly enter it.
Once they're inside, the entrance closed in on itself. The servant connected to its master let go of its garment and dropped down to the terrain. It landed on the floor effortlessly, only to drop the object and grasped it again. Within the area, the servant placed the item nearby the stolen supplies. The assistant noticed its glove bearing frost and wiped it off. The monster perceived the region and slashed its claws on the surface, creating sparks as they fell onto something.
For a few seconds, the sparks ignited a flame, which irradiated the whole section. The territory itself is filled with ground terrain, with sharper stalagmites and stalagmites from top to bottom. The fire itself is attached to a torch, and near it below are labeled glass bottles filled with enigmatic liquid, books, and a frigid jar with something inside. An austere, ghostly ambiance filled the room, with taint droplets of water coming from the ceiling. A massive yet empty vessel in the center of the area, with wood and rocks underneath. Large chunks of stone piled up into pyramids, with giant holes in the wall.
Out of the cloak revealed a severed hand with brown, sharp nails, light gray skins and bone, dark pink outlines, and a dark grey skull attached to it squirming left and right. The hand raced back and forth, lunging itself to the materials, aiming to land on the corridor. The behemoth rosed its eyebrows as it froze in place and snapped its finger, causing chains to strapping the phantom-like limb. It looks at the being as it scratched itself with its thumb, in a similar fashion to scraping someone's hand. The monster narrowed its eyebrows and clutched its hand, resulting in cracking sounds to be heard and showing a bottle. The sounds caused the limb to rose its fingers and shaken instantly. Consequently, the hand placed its fingers downward, still trembling in the aftermath.
The monster slowly its eyebrows and squinted its eyes. Eerie, haughty sounds came out from its forehead, and the hand moved on its left side and presented a thumbs up. Spontaneously, the creature caused the constructs to disappear, and the hand descended to the terrain. As it moved elsewhere, the creature began enchanting its aura from its hands. It stretched its arms, and the constructs spread across the room. The drafts commenced the same act from earlier, illuminating the area surround the three monsters. The swirls began to reveal their exhibitions, showcasing various segments of Elmore City. Inside the openings, sensual noises surfaced the precinct, causing the attendant to take a closer look. The hand followed the two and climbed the servant's limbs frantically.
Within the exhibits, they saw the infected inhabitants going ballistic in a carnal-like frenzy. Going back and forth in the pleasures, enjoying each other's company as the infamous slime nearly smeared their surroundings. A rancid smirk spread across the behemoth's face as its eyes lit up as it observed the citizens left and right. A burning passion started to grow within the monster as it began to clutches its fists and pressed its head.
It soothes itself as eerie sounds exclaimed from the being, which spread across the infested. As they suddenly heard the contact, they began to slow down the breeding. The citizens raised their eyebrows, titling their heads afterward. As they separated themselves from one another, they noticed the behemoth itself from its holes. The infected drew closer to them, leaning into its face.
The entity showed its left hand, and a dark cloud spewed out of its claw. The fog itself condensed into numerous constructs until it showcased streets, residences, automobiles, and streetlights. Arrows and dots strung out of the vapor, multiplying upwards as they whirl. The signs instantly drop downward, spreading across the map in numerous directions. Widen eyes, narrow eyebrows, and sickening grins overlap their expressions. Some chuckles and several jumped in the air as they envisioned the repercussions of the desire the entity presented to them.
As the mist disappeared, the infected raised themselves from the ground and arranged their clothing in the meantime. In their fashion, the contaminated exited out their homes after opening doors, windows, and garages.
As they stormed off, the creature instinctively expanded out its arms, and the constructs instantly vanished. It pressed its hands together before reaching its cloth to receive something inside. Once it found something, the creature pulled out two materials and raised them in the air. The behemoth commenced to turn itself around and reached out its hand to the floor.
It pressed its hands together before reaching its cloth to receive something inside. Once it found something, the creature pulled out two materials and raised them in the air. The behemoth commenced to turn itself around and reached out its hand to the floor. The spray ruptured out from the hand and conceived a construct, forming the aura into a stand. The two dependents walked nearby their master, with the first leaning into the situation. The behemoth placed the massive object itself and spread it out, and used the smaller item to lay marks on the material.
Within the Fitzgeralds' House...
Within the Fitzgeralds' house, Gumball felt relieved as he took a seat on the couch. The cat closed his eyes, let out a relaxed sigh. He gets a chance to calm himself after avoiding the clutches of the sex-crazed ghost and bodyguards. For now, he's paying a visit to the Fitzgeralds, where there is no virus insight. In his mind, many possibilities can happen at any second. If there's a chance, Gumball can finally get some help, contact Ms. Simian, and sent all of the lust-infected victims in custody inside an asylum for professionals to figure out a way for the hosts to be free. While settling himself inside the home, Gumball finds a tv remote and turns on the tv. On-screen, he changed the channels and left it to the news channel, seeing the reporter and cameraman doing a usual news report.
So far, the screen has shown audible gun sounds and people shrieking, endeavoring to relocate from the extensive conflict. The cat widens his eyes, leaning his arms and legs as he watches.
Hearing noises next to him, Gumball noticed Penny coming with anti-bacterial material and Polly coming back from a room with the medical kit and dressed up in a young nurse outfit. Nearby the conch is the gadget, only for the motherly peanut to place it inside a closet.
Inside the parents' room, Patrick is testing out the house's new security system. On the laptop, each room displayed has small cameras attached to the top corners. The fatherly peanut pressed each button, seeing the cameras functional without problems. When checking the system further, one of the cameras showcased Gumball and his family.
The father brought out a distressed sigh, dimming his eyebrows and crossing his arms in disinclination. His emotions grew comparable to a rising, blaring sun and slowly soothed like the cold shadow of night. He rose from the chair, stretched his arms and legs, gravelly walked out the master bedroom. Standing in the corridor, he saw his wife and children sitting right next to the feline, comforting him and cleansing his face with a rag. Patrick grew tired from previous work as his mind raced a mile a minute as he figured that something might happen to them with the feline's involvement.
He recollected enough experience as his house faced enough insurances due to the almost never-ending turmoil, and he groaned bitterly at the money involvement. However, the strange device came into the fatherly peanut's mind, and look around to see where his wife placed the gadget the cat had earlier. He spotted the pack and walked towards it. His eyes squirmed as he reached out both his hands and grasped the instrument.
Patrick looked back and forth at the contraption, resulting in raising an eyebrow. He glared at the features and spotted an initial on the front. Thus, he spotted a picture attached to it and grasped the photo.
"So, Gumball. What happened to you in your predicament?" The fairy mother asked after arrive with a cup.
Hearing this from Judith, Gumball's eyes grew wide in horror, and his ears droop down. Before he reveals the previous encounter, he proceeds to reflect on what he has seen so far. His friends and competitors disappearing left and right, his family being all lusty, Ms. Simian has thrown inside the neighborhood, and fleeing from the bodyguards' attempt to restrain him from getting away. He took a breath, his hands clutched, and immediately stretched out his arms in the air.
"Terrible! At first, Darwin and I prepared ourselves for the search, but suddenly, everyone on the bus disappeared out of thin air! Going back home was the worst, and I saw my family, well, doing it in my bedroom. And Vladus was involved too. Luckily, I managed to escape, but Carrie followed me. I contacted Ms. Simian and her guards for help, but that didn't work either."
"Wait a minute. Did you go to Ms. Simian for help? Especially for what happened earlier?" Penny asked.
"Yeah, and I get it. Why call the same teacher who given you a rough day? But anyway, with her gone, Carrie tried to violate me, and the bodyguards almost got me, hence the filth." Gumball continued.
"That's awful!" Polly responded.
"Yeah. Though, I question where Ms. Simian is now. I know she landed in the neighborhood somewhere without dying, like that time with the bus. Anyway, I was lucky enough to run into you guys. Otherwise, I would've gotten infected a while ago." The cat replied, opening his mouth with a smile.
Suddenly, the feline heard a clearing throat nearby. Hearing this, the group turned around and saw Patrick carrying the gadget.
"Pardon me, but if I ask? What is this thing, and the elder in the photo? Who is he?" The fatherly peanut asked, showing the gadget and picture to the cat.
"Oh, that? Well, that is a customized vacuum done by Bobert's makers Cody and Jaden. It was originally the same one I used to collect candy with Darwin and Carrie one time. Due to the, uh, previously fake until the real story of the monster following the situation, they decided to upgrade it." The feline answered, with sweat dripping from his head.
"The Gargaroth incident?" Penny asked, raising her eyebrows and remembering the event.
"Yeah. Thus, that old-timer is the guy behind the design, saying he used to be a ghost exterminator back in his day. Hence the different settings. Also, I wouldn't press anything if I were you." Gumball warned as he began to sense butterflies in his stomach.
"That thing looks cool!" Polly exclaimed as she reached her hand to the tool, only for Patrick to swing his arms away.
"Hold on, sweetie! You just heard him given me a warning about this device. Let's not mess with his materials." Patrick said to his youngest as he proceeded to put the item back in its place.
"Sorry, Dad." The young peanut replied.
"I find it interesting those architects given that to you. Shouldn't they be concerned about the consequences of leaving that device in your hands?" Judith questioned as she lifted an eyebrow as she taken a cup filled with water to the feline.
"Well, as time went by, they want me to solely used to protect us from much more destructive, climatic events. Like this one. Therefore, I assumed they decided to profit our gizmos since I've seen our teacher and her guards with theirs." Gumball responded as he drank. Once injecting the water, the feline stood at a sudden halt.
Inside the Police Station...
Inside the building, there's a sentient chicken bucket checking the process of the evidence room with a conscious hot dog cop. And a group of detectives rounding up the data collected. Each picture, documented sticky notes, and newspaper onto a bulletin board, with one of the investigators having trouble figuring out the situation. The commissioner's eyes bear fair veins sticking out, with his hands on his hips, and he let out a disgruntled sigh. A strain is grown within him, and he turns around to another section of the room. Before getting a coffee, the chief heard doors opening nearby and saw several of his employees taking criminals to their cells. All the police officers wear special armor and gadgets, with various bloodstains on their outfits. Each crook bore punches marks and a few missing teeth while cuffed on both wrists. The infamous fingerprint criminal, Sal Left Thumb, settled with a nearly bloody face and strapped within a white with brown straps straight jacket. Scars, bruises, and leaking blood casting from his mouth. One of the cops carries a bag of incarcerated weapons, and another bears a bag with a bloody spoon inside.
"Alright, Sal Left Thumb. Get inside your cell!" Doughnut Cop demanded as he and Coffee shoved the criminal inside the corridor. Huffing the puffing, the criminal struggled to rose from the ground, eager to tear up the jacket. But every time he attempted, the fingerprint floundered hopelessly. His eyes were narrow and filled with rage, alongside his gritting teeth.
"You bastards! I was trying to collect enough resources for a singing career! And all these guys did was supporting me for breaking them out!" Sal Left Thumb growled in frustration while struggling from the straight jacket while foam slithers from his mouth.
"And by doing that, you have broken inside an instrument store? With prohibited weapons? And nearly killed civilians in the process? I consider that a waste of time!" Coffee Cop responded in disgust.
"Oh yeah?! Well, at least I'm not settled in a dead end job! I have the freedom to do what I desire!" The thief boasted before he thrust himself to the cops before they shut the door. The criminal inadvertently slammed his face on the door, damaging his face. A bloodstain was left behind on the window, with a massive crack sound heard. After he falls, he screams in anger and shimmy frantically.
Nearby the corridor, the other criminals groaned as their rolled eyes, dissatisfied with the previous event established. After the cops settled the lawbreakers, each took wipes from a container and scoured the dry bloodstains. Afterward, they recompense to their earlier roles in the station and clean themselves from the event. Once they drop their weapons, both Doughnut and Coffee Cops head to the evidence room. They see Chicken Bucket applying a seat slowly, mixing ingredients inside a cup, and taking a sip.
"How the process of the detectives, chief?" The leavened fried dough asked the chieftain.
"Very moderate, Doughnut. Our searching hasn't been good lately, and nobody we encounter nor social media has any clue where the crook or the ghost girl is. The only process I've seen so far is two employees given questions in the Rainbow Factory for witnessing suspicious liveliness and you guys stopping the recent criminal activity. Great work of handling the situation, by the way." Chicken Bucket confirmed, examine the evidence on the board.
"Thanks, chief. Geez, talk about a stressful day for us." Coffee Cop sighed as she has taken a seat nearby the chief.
"Yes. While you were away, the detectives, Earl, and I asked the factory workers about the surmise. An elderly librarian and a multi-tasker reported that one of the construction workers seemed to bear different anatomy changes and substances identical to the virus, causing many to be extremely alarmed as they lock him in the men's room. Thankfully, we managed to take him to a quarantine chamber." The commission continued, showing the cops the footage on a laptop. The footage shows the cops and doctors taking away the restrained construction worker outside the factory.
"Oh, gross!" Doughnut Cop screamed with disgust.
"Indeed. Going by the features, it's clear the crook must've got to the laborer when he wasn't looking. Though, it's questionable how he did it. And he's not alone. Before his discovery, some of the employees heard noises and movements coming from the woman's room. And they found Nicole Watterson recovering from lethargy and nausea." The bucket conducted as he has shown another video the motherly feline given questions of the events while the detectives check the bathroom for clues.
"Look, I just recovered from a terrible stomach ache. I didn't mean to cause the racket. I only broke a mop." Nicole answered in the footage as sweat dripped from her head and lifted the object with her left palm.
"Okay then, Mrs. Watterson. What was your experience with the co-worker in the men's room?" The reporter asked as he passed off his mike head to the feline.
"To be honest, I have no idea he was infected. Though, I did sorrow for the guy for being the next victim. Pray that everyone else doesn't suffer the fate as he did." The hardworking cat continued as she shifted her eyebrows down.
"Hmm... Well, sir, I don't seem to see any virus attached to her. However, I advise keeping our eyes open, knowing this woman's history with all the events in town." Coffee Cop suggested as they watched the video.
"Point taken, hence why providing an interview. And unfortunately, the criminal didn't stop there." The chief affirmed with eyebrows shifted downward, showing the cops a photo of a used coat on the ground covered in slime.
The appearance of the image itself has made the police couple shudder. Each pair of eyes widened in fear as if they saw a terrible accident. As the pastry grasped the pic, the cops noticed how eerily familiar the jacket is. The coat itself bears slimy prism-like droplets and jagged tear holes on the texture.
"That's the same jacket Mr. Lokowitchki has! The criminal must've got to him when we left!" Coffee Cop gasped.
"First Carrie, the worker, and now him? Honestly, we need to step up our game to find this culprit! Who knows what will happen next?" Donut Cop responded, clutching his fists and building resentment about the situation.
"Agreed. Perhaps I should prepare each of you with eyes attached and weapons exalted. In case you go for the upcoming search again." The leader stated as he rose from the chair and placed his cup on the table.
Chicken Bucket turned to his right and lifted his right arm, resulting in his fingers bending forward. Both Doughnut and Coffee raised themselves from their seats and walked towards the chief. He leads the couple to the nearby storage room, walking towards a cabinet. The fast-food boss pulled out a key attached to his pants and placed it inside the lock. Afterward, he did a combination and opened the latch. Once settled, the drawer opens up. The cabinet reveals several gadgets from within the container. One set has yellow-and-jet black devices with a handle and a screen attached.
Another set bears red and green/blue glowing sleep darts, aquamarine hazmat suits with masks, blue-and-white flash grenades, medical kit, and 500-volt shotgun bullets. Next to them is a grayish-black miniature set with a lens, a glowing light green-and-blue cuffs, and a medium-sized vacuum attached with a tube and wand. Each set bears the initials for every cop available.
"The vacuums... Of course!" Coffee Cop softly lamented with widened eyes. Once she placed her hands on it, the beverage spread her mouth open and held her breath. She blew the vapor onto the gadget, causing the dust to disappear and flake in the air. Afterward, the cop twisted her palms in a 360-like fashion. Coffee shifted her eyes downward and spotted a small cover on the device. She instantly picked the shell and removed it, revealing a switch. Coffee twisted the regulator, and the vacuum started to operate.
"Sir, if I ask, what are these extras?" The Donut Cop asked as he collected the sets, gazing at the arsenal nearby the vacuums.
"I'll show you. This one is a bodycam used to record everything. And that is a thermal imager. We noticed the mechanic bears a massive heat signature, like if he's steaming from within. The chief stated, showing the results from the collected photos.
"So the virus affects the internal heat." Coffee Cop concluded as she received the tools and attached the bodycam to herself. The policewoman used her right finger to press the red button, turning on the device. In seconds, a massive screen nearby began to flicker as it started to show the room itself. The officer turns around and sees the results happening on the visor. In seconds, the beverage exhibited a sense of hope from within her.
"Yes... Maybe these can help us track this cretin and find the captives!"
"Same!" Donut Cop responded, imagining his friend getting taken away from the menace.
"And finally, these materials: the darts for regular and paranormal, kits, stun bullets, and grenades are used for special occasions whenever a situation worsens over time." Chicken Bucket continued as he proceeded to shove his arms into the cabinet. One by one, the chief pulled the equipment out of it and them onto the floor. Doughnut Cop tilted his head and grasped the two different darts. He turns his fingers back and forth, seeing the details. As he squints his eyes, Donut glimpsed the illuminating darts that seem to bear no needles. The sharp ends themselves have five dagger-like bends. He looked to his left and looked down upon the shackles.
"Sir, how come these special tranquilizer darts don't have the needle like the others? What does this and the shackles do to ghosts? " Doughnut Cop asked as he pointed his right index finger to the materials.
"It's simple. These ends can attach to them like leeches. Similar to organics, it sends the being to a frozen-like state. And the shackles power them down in case the dart didn't last for a short period." The commissioner answered once he reached for the drawer and pulled out an unraveled piece in front of the sheriff and constable.
The paper bore a continuous square grid with numerous frames separate from one another for each listed item inside the established weaponry. Attached to the base of the composition bear initials that say, "Brought to you by Bobert Store owners Cody & Jaden." Both officers glimpsed at the document expectedly.
"Are those even safe to use?" Coffee Cop added as she scratched her head.
"I've tested them out before, and they show fascinating results. Now, give these tools to the rest of your coworkers. We cannot simply just close the case just yet." The administrator commanded as the two passed the gadgets to the police team. As the two left, a phone rang was heard. The chief turned around and headed back to the office. Chicken Bucket saw the telephone ringing, and the commissioner immediately grasped it.
Within the neighborhood...
Back inside the neighborhood, Ms. Simian's eyes squirm and slowly open wide. She could barely see the environment around her as her ears rung temporarily. Her fingertips and toes started twitching, clutching together as they settled on the floor. Her limbs were frail, and her hands and legs stumble with each lift. Stiffness coated her body, shortly recovering from the conflict with Carrie. Her crashing into an area has left her with blurred vision and displaying soreness on her back.
"Ugh..." She uttered as she trundled her body off the floor, trying to get up from the rough landing. The ape never knew that the ghost has a strange new strength level. Suddenly, a family of individuals in the neighboring house inspected the damages to their backyard, witnessing the squirming ape struggling to get up after hearing the crash. The three citizens supported her get up and remove the stakes on her back. One of them places bandages on her back after ordering a young adult to retrieve the kit, while the other scrapped the filth of her. Hearing faint voices, Miss Simian felt thankful that two people conveniently identified her departure, but that didn't necessarily resolve her pivotal issue.
Once she tried to adjust her perception, she almost stood tall on the chair, seeing herself that she's been from broken wood fences and ruined flower bushes.
With bricks underneath the surface, Miss Simian concludes that she landed in someone's backyard. She twisted her head and seen familiar faces that rescued her from her crash. It turns out to be Anton and his parents, which she hadn't seen too much since the parental conference. She noticed the little toast giving her device for her, anticipated the ape was employing it to defend herself. Once received, the instrument was nearly damaged. Her guess is that it faced calamity once she has fallen to the lawn.
"You okay there, Miss Simian?" Anton's mom questioned, considering if the ancient ape is still secure enough to rethink what happened to her.
"Yes...I'm alright..." Miss Simian spoke as she placed her head, feeling dizzy after reawakening from the crash.
"Despite the fact, our yard is ruined, what happened to you before the crash?" Anton's dad spoke, wondering what exactly caused her departure inside their curtilage.
"Well, I was in the middle of a conflict with my student. And he's being chased by an infected classmate and my former bodyguards." The ancient ape explained which the term 'infected' made the family flinched. The words 'infested classmate' caused the young toast to reconsider the previous event.
"Wait a minute! I thought the news stated that Carrie's kidnapped by someone else with the virus!" Anton spoke in fear.
Listening to this from the young toast, Miss Simian replied as she exited from the chair, only slower due to saving up her endurance as she reaches for the shattered opening.
"I thought so too, but I'll worry about the info later. Right now, whatever this illness so far, it forced the classmate into a vulgar state. I have a feeling there's more to it than what I anticipated. I must get to Watterson before he gets infected! After seeing what happened to his ghost friend, him with it is the last thing to bear in mind."
"Aw, man! That doesn't sound good!" Anton spoke, beginning to show concern for his classmate's possible fate.
"Judging by what you're saying, clearly that young man is down on his luck." Anton's mom said, not embracing the idea of the virus infesting a student.
"True, but that's typical for him." Miss Simian stated as she rolled her eyes before checking her phone in her pocket, seeing that it broke during the fall. The primate grunted in disappointment, leading her to turn to her right as she noticed another phone inside the house.
"You mind if I used your phone for a second? I require transmitting a couple of reports." The ancient ape asked courteously.
"Sure thing, Miss Simian. Excellent idea on bringing in the cops because no child wants to become infested again." Anton's dad asserted as he watched the ape entering their house and telephoning 9-1-1. While Miss Simian is on the phone, the family began to patch up some supplies to fix their fence; since they figured to fix the mess while their guest is on call.
'Hmm...I hope I maintain enough time to spare,' The ancient ape thought, wondering where her student went after the chase. 'I know Carrie's after him, and I imagine that young imbecile trying to hide somewhere. But first, I should pay the family for the casualties. And contact beloved. '
In a matter of seconds, In seconds, Lucy heard a phone call received from the police.
"Hello, this is the Elmore Police Department. How can we help you?" The commissioner of the town's police force on the line.
"Yes, I would like to submit a report on an infestation. There's a schoolboy currently attacked by the supposedly missing victim turned sufferer infested with aspects of the unidentified virus, and I need help punctually!" Miss Simian explained, telling the officer about the situation.
"Alright, ma'am. Any classification of this event?" The commissioner instructed, appealing for the specific information about the event.
"Of course. The incident started around 3:20 at Elmore College. Student Gumball Watterson is getting attacked by victim Carrie Krueger. For their location, they've navigated inside the town's street-place. I'm heading there right now." The ancient ape maintained, describing the conflict from what she has experienced so far.
"Okay then, ma'am. I'll contact a couple of my officers to rendezvous with you once they enter the district. If anything goes wrong in case of an outbreak with the situation, we'll call special operatives for assistance." The commissioner affirmed, concluding the phone call. Afterward, the baboon immediately contacts her boyfriend's number. She sighed in sorrow, ashamed that the event has cost her secret time with the love of her life.
"Hello, Lucy...! I'm preparing for our special time of the day!" The principal called in a soothing voice. Unfortunately, it was overheard by the family nearby. The family gave Ms. Simian an uncomfortable glare, resulting in the toast reacting in shock. Sweat drops down from the ape's crown and laughs embarrassingly.
"Sorry about that." The teacher responded before clearing her throat. "Beloved, I'm afraid there's a slight change of plans! You have to prepare yourself for the upcoming events!"
"Wait, what?! Already?! I've just settled the roses and-" The principal replied before getting interrupted.
"Nigel, we don't have time for this! Anyway, my stuff's broken, and I need to prepare before going into town!" The baboon answered grudgingly, which alarmed the slug.
"Okay, Okay! If I ask, everyone else got infected?" Principal Brown requested as he begins to rearrange his clothing.
"Not yet, but besides my bodyguards, he'll be if I don't make it. Carrie is on the loose!" The ape responded, rolling her eyes as she laments.
"Let's see. Your least favorite student's the next victim?" The principal asked, raising an eyebrow of concern.
"Yes... I'm not happy about it either. However, I won't ignore the fact the infested ghost is still out there. I don't know where they are, and I refused to bear a repeat of the last incident. In case I don't make it, you have the opportunity to relocate!" Miss Simian before hearing strange movements from the background, which caught the family's attention as well.
"Okay, dear. I'll set up shop for you. Love you!" Nigel declared as the baboon finished making the call.
Now that's settled, I'll resume finding Watterson before Carrie infest him. Miss Simian thought as she jumped over the damages to the backyard. Before she exits, the ancient ape unveiled some money from her wallet and conveyed it to the Toast Family; in case she needs pressing charges for the wreckage.
"Sorry about the damages and the inconsequential phone call, but I appreciate you guys patching me up." The baboon maintained as she retrains her neck.
"You're welcome, Miss Simian. And not to worry, the settlement is settled once we tidy up the clutter." Anton's dad spoke, feeling thankful that the ape gave some money for the damages.
"And don't forget to tell Gumball I said hello!" Anton shouted responsively before his teacher dashed off from the backyard to the neighborhood. After the ape disappeared, the family heard knocking on the door, bringing confusion to the three.
"Wait, the cops came already? Shouldn't they be with Miss Simian?" Anton asked, wondering why did the police force arrived at their house. Hearing this question from his son, Anton's Father decided to stop rebuilding the garden and answer the door himself. "I doubt it, considering police officers don't arrive at houses this fast."
As the fatherly toast entered the house, he begins to open it widely, inquiring who knocked on the family door. Suddenly, a scream occurred inside, which gotten Anton and his mom's scrutiny.
"Honey?!" Anton's mom gasped, beginning to check what caused her husband's outburst. Out of nowhere, bodies appeared and grasped the mother toast by force. She screamed as the victims penetrated her. As a result of watching the results of his parents' department, Anton tried to escape from the broken fences to contact his teacher. Unfortunately, some of the beings took notice of his attempt to escape and took him.
After the chase, Carrie has stopped on her tracks in midair and took a little time out.
Damn it! She thought as she looks around in the area, upset that she didn't overtake Gumball. That lovable pussycat is gone! Regularly I can find someone without a problem, but I don't see him anywhere. Now what I'm going to do? In her ghost standards, she hasn't been this fast of chasing someone in her afterlife. With Gumball out of her reach, she wonders where he is in the neighborhood. She began to teleport elsewhere, searching for the feline. The phantom teleported where she last saw the cat and received no success. None of the areas she searches has his presence, only to find spots of where he did. Sure, she can transport whatever place she wants, but in this case, she cannot find him without getting a single trace.
Suddenly, strange vibrations began to appear on the phantom's body. It swayed slowly, spreading through her body. Subsequently, this experience caught Carrie's attention when she felt a strange movement within herself. Confused by the sensation, Carrie raises an eyebrow and looks at herself, wondering what's going on. As she noticed, her arms and tail have slowly developed. Once As she turns her head, her bottom grew tremendously.
The torso joins along with the process by having her chest expanded. The natural white skin started dimming, with the red-and-blue trimming also. She watched as her body morphed further, as her 3d effect changes from the original colors to light brown-and-violet. The original white changed to light gray, while her black outlines shift to dark grey. As seconds passed on, the transformation stopped.
What just happened? Carrie asked mentally. The ghost felt her breasts and examined what she saw. She blushed deeply, and her chin went down. Her eyes grew wide with shock, and her mouth slowly opened in awe. After releasing her chest, the phantom began exploring the rest of her body. Her hands shook with every touch as she felt slim and great passion for each contact. Her blush narrowed, and she gladly closed her mouth. Each limb she bears is twice the original size. Carrie giggled and was delighted with the new look.
Wow. I have grown in many ways possible. And the color I hold has changed. If I wonder, how did that happen?
Still hovering in the air, the ghost began to think about how did her transformation start. Suddenly, she recalled attacking Ms. Simian's bodyguards, slashing them tremendously at a fast pace. She figured ever since she touched them with the slime, it must've triggered something within her. Seeing this, Carrie thought further. She imagined if this was happening to anyone else she had picked up from the bus.
As the seconds' pass, fantasies roam in her head. She can see everyone she knew, including the Watterson family, changing their appearance over time. The screams of terror that spread throughout the city turn into shrieks of yearning when each participant craves lustful desires, just like she did with the creature. The phantom can see Gumball sharing the same fate, giving in to the same urges. The ghost grew self-sufficient since there's a chance that the outcome she envisioned becomes a reality.
Despite enjoy the fantasy, another glimpse appeared. Seeing this, Carrie instantly stopped embracing the vision and take consideration what happens next. She recalls the feline zapping her and missed a few times, playing with him before he gets the upper hand. The phantom also amends hearing clamor in the foreground as she guesses the armored men that followed her were trying to stop Gumball from getting away. After investigation, the ghost noticed the gadgets they used beforehand—since they reminded her of the Gargaroth incident.
Interesting device. Perhaps I should use another approach in case Gumball attacks me with it again. The ghost calculated, trying to come up with an idea of attack for later. I acknowledged his blasts would strap me the minute he unleashes that bad boy. Though, that sounds pretty hot. However, I wonder who helped him arrange the thing. And I do recall Darwin and those others guys having one too. Come to think of it, are those guys still recovering from the event? Oh well. If I can get my hands on it, I might settle for some adjustments. Or even remove it and spread my love to him. Maybe I might give this approach to my originator! So many ideas I can muster!
After concluding, Carrie witnessed several bodies infest below. Within the area, the ghost spotted several humanoid beings from another school preparing themselves for the upcoming events. Not want to stay above for long, she began to readjust her position.
Although, advancing my changes with these nearby civilians is a great advantage. After all, nothing's wrong with having intermission from searching.
Getting ready to expand her slime, Carrie rapidly flew to the ground. Her bane and hair started flowing as winds increased beside her. Once she reached ground level, the ghost teleported spontaneously. Once she reached ground level, the ghost teleported spontaneously.
Running as fast as she can, Miss Simian headed back to the institution to regained her car, hoping to catch up with the police in the street-place in search of her student. She squandered through the streets, with her limbs drifting up and down for her to reach her motor vehicle. During the running, she utilized her ape-like abilities to jump over the stoplights, in caution of encountering obstacles and causing blockages on the roadway. Once she ultimately got to it, Lucy began to pant excessively, due to the fact her scurrying has left her practically exhausted.
Sweat poured out from her hair, causing her to wipe her forehead to prevent the drops from swarming her eyes. Despite the advances, she still bears soreness in some areas of her limbs. Getting illumination in her perception, she turned around and spotted traces of muck on the floor. Perplexity filled to the ancient ape's emotion, considering she hasn't seen the virus closely.
Perplexity filled to the ancient ape's emotion, considering she hasn't seen the virus closely. Proceeding with caution, Ms. Simian watched as the substance commenced shifting into a distinctive state. She adjusted her and placed her left hand in front of her, as her eyes squint uncomfortably. Sounds came out of the ooze, with its slimy texture deteriorating. The illumination slowly began dimming, as if the intensity of the light dying down. With the brightness shorten, the ape placed down his hand, adjusting her eyes with her fingertips. To her fascination, the ground below the ooze started to change color, turning the dark grey material into a lighter shade.
Interesting. The baboon thought before turning around and check the other spots. As Ms. Simian observes, the ape found several shoe and animal footprints. One side bears squared ridges on each side, shaped in an exclamation point-like fashion. The other has two sets of three-toed feet, alongside another with four-toed with sharp nails. The final trail inherits small ounces of ectoplasm, with some blue hair scattered on the ground. To boost her consideration, she shifted her head to witness the footsteps leading up trails of sludge in the street-place, leading directly into another section of the neighborhood.
Hmm, judging by the spillages on the terrain, it's clear that Gumball, my bodyguards, and Carrie have a scuffle with one another after being thrown. And those other footprints look strikingly familiar to a specific family I know. Miss Simian calculated as she began igniting her car's engine, resulting from using a U-turn and pushing the acceleration pad. Not wishing to waste any time, the baboon scurried to her home to received several items for the venture.
As she drove, a thought bubble appeared from the baboon.
Inside the imagination, the ape started imaging how things descend with the unbeknownst virus around. In her vision, a mysterious entity unleashed a dark, gloomy crack appears on the ground. The fracture expands, and the virus itself slithers out from the hole. Once it slithers further, the sludge bounce off the inhabitants, turning everyone into abominations.
The slime journeys further in the street, seeing Gumball running away from its' clutches. The virus inside the feline's anatomy began mutated him from the inside out. Once that's complete, the sludge spotted Principal Brown on the horizon and produced massive tentacles. The slug himself tried to run away, only for the appendages to capture him and infected her husband.
Once the imagination stop, the ape grew terrified in the aftermath. Ms. Simian shook her in frustration, trying to concentrate on driving.
I can't believe I'm risking my life for the same moron who's responsible for the craziest events! Normally, I would just leave him to rot for all I care! Then again, he's been chased by a girl with a cryptic virus, and my bodyguards disappeared. And I can imagine beloved saying that it's foolish to leave him like that. Also, that mysterious maniac I've recalled. After witnessing the hormone-driven intentions, it's not far-fetched others will suffer the same misfortune because of that guy. I should be at my guard in case that criminal comes around. As for the Watterson family, going past them sounds wondrous comprehending how they run the events.
Once the ape proceeds to her home, she has taken a short glance from her gadget. From a logical perspective, even if she tried recovering him, battling the infected beings with a simple mechanism is not enough.
Outside Mrs. Simian's house, Principal Brown placed his materials from the previous date and carried one of the storages containers in his car. During the process, he sighed disappointedly, and his eyes narrowed down. Nigel clutched his hands and taken out his phone, tapping the numbers instantly. Afterward, he looks around on the sidewalk to see if his wife is anywhere. As seconds passed, the slug nearly finished settling himself up for the relocation and chatted with someone on the phone. Suddenly, he spotted a familiar vehicle heading for his presence at a rapid pace. His eyes were wide, and open up a smile expressively. While being be smitten, Nigel completed his preparation and saw the ape slowing down.
"Babe!" Principal Brown exclaimed after ending the call.
"Good to see you too, Nigel! But I cannot stay long! I need to hurry and displayed weaponry ASAP, or Gumball might face a ludicrous fate of wantonness." The ancient ape spoked, looking back to the street with troubled eyes. She desired enough time to spare on proceeding with her task to retrieve the feline.
"I know, hence I brought this out. Here you go." The slug said as he passed over the vessel. The box has camouflage colors with an excellent balance of light green, dark green, brown, black, and beige. Once she took it, Ms. Simian used a key to open it.
Inside the crate is a set of jet-black and silver armor pieces merged with a bulletproof tactical vest. Alongside this are black military gloves, a long sleeve shirt, and pants with the same colors as the cache case. Finally, a tactical pilot bump helmet and mask with an adapter.
Beneath the set is more items covered by a stainless layer within the silicone sponge. Once she arranged her outfit into tactical gear, the ape equipped herself with the items listed. Underneath the clothing is a Benelli M4, a camera, a spare phone, a bat, a strike-light, pieces of a survival shovel, silencers, a secondary military waistband, hyper whistle, a black walkie-talkie, binoculars, brass knuckles, a stun gun, pepper spray, and a tactical whip, and an extra pouch for a strike pen. Beneath the set is more items covered by a stainless layer within the silicone sponge.
Ms. Simian went inside her house and removed her original outfit. Then, she put on the military shirt and trousers, followed by the armor pieces on her torso, knees, legs, arms, and shoulders. Afterward, the ape washed her hands and put on the gloves from hands to feet. Subsequently, the helmet came on, and the straps locked. Finally, Ms. Simian stored the items in the pouches before closing the cases. The old mandrill quickly stepped out of the residence, clutching her vacuum cleaner and equipped with weapons.
"You looked amazing with that gear, beloved." Principal Brown asserted as he locked the front door.
"Thanks, Nigel. How's your situation?" Ms. Simian asked as she tried out the outfit and fixing her contraption with a set of tools.
"Well, I managed to complete what I put together and just locked your door," Nigel responded as he started to unlock his driver seat. " I'm also about to contact our folks to see if our seats at the town's complex are ready to go. Despite having the right idea, it sucks that we couldn't have our time in the day."
"True. And I'm sorry, Nigel. However, I don't risk seeing you in this mess. If you get infected, I'll be heartbroken inside," The primate replied with a disheartened sigh while her husband ignited the engine.
"No kidding, and I already have enough experience with that. Anyway, I'll be on my way. Hope to see you in the shelter." The slug responded as the couple kissed.
"You too. And I advise you to watch out for what's coming." The ape acknowledged as she watched her lover driving away and heading back to her vehicle. Before heading back to the trail, Ms. Simian looked to see the fixes she displayed on the gadget so far. From what she witnessed, the ape managed to rearrange the tube, wand, and back exterior. However, this experience caused the baboon to reconsider the eventual damages. Once she placed the gadget on the front seat, the ape drove back to the intersections of the neighborhood.
Little did she know, the ape isn't the only one following their infested's whereabouts.
Back to the cops, both Doughnut and Coffee Cops tried out the thermal detector, following the heat signature from the foreground. On the radar, the police duo spotted swirls of heat across the environment, like if there were places casting smoke in the sky. The gadget started beeping as the temperatures began to rose.
"According to the gadget, the heat originated from where we're driving. That means the criminal is around here somewhere, and I expected we catch up with the teacher and Gumball afterward." Doughnut concluded as he continued driving.
"Hopefully. We'll do whatever it takes to find this crook and help out the civilians." Coffee Cop responded as she cocks her weapon.
"Thank the chief that he mentions the special operatives. Our police group is not enough to settle in situations like this." The donut cop responded.
As the two drove, the police car unexpectedly ran into something squishy. The sound of the splash began coating the window, surprising the police couple.
"Oh, lord!" Coffee Cop screamed.
"What the?! What did I do?!" The pastry questioned as he halted the car and pulled over.
"I think you ran over something! Let's take a look!" The beverage cop responded as her boyfriend shut off the engines. As the two scampered to the area, they immediately became disgusted at what they discovered. They each stood back as they found the same substance they enclosed attached to the car wheels. The slime itself slither from the apparatus, leaving behind a puddle on the ground.
Both Doughnut and Coffee looked around the area and seen a massive amount of evidence on the platform. While the features are the same, the only thing remaining different is the tire tracks. The cop couple each stretched out their eyes, with only Coffee Cop, placed her right on her mouth, and clutched her stomach as if something was inside her innards. They witnessed themselves in front of the school and saw the trail leading up to the other areas of the neighborhood. Seeing this with frightened eyes, the cops grew concerned about the possibilities of where the ooze goes.
Soon, Doughnut Cop commenced picturing the area, and Coffee heads back to the car, growing cautious of the slime nearby her. After the pastry ceased taking photos, he headed back to the automobile and brought out two masks and greenish body outfits with hazard symbols on them. Once heading to the driver's seat, the officer passed the other suit to his girlfriend. Following the retrieval, the beverage cleared her throat and reached out for the radio.
"Coming in, Chicken Bucket! We just discovered a crime scene at the school, and Doughnut Cop just collected evidence." The cop described as she put on the hazmat suit and placed the armor attached to it.
"I've witnessed. Keeping proceeding with the task at hand." The animated food order commanded.
"Sure thing!" The doughnut cop reported after putting on the outfit. As the worker returned to the driver's seat, the police couple heard the radio going static for a few moments. They hear the chief talking to someone on another phone line while the pastry reignited the engines and followed the trail. As the seconds' pass, the radios readjusted back to normal.
"Sir, what's going on?" The beverage asked, wondering who called the chief in the office.
"Unfortunately, I have more bad news. We received another call from a bus driver. He reported that many students in his bus have disappeared, and our primary subject is the only one is left behind." The chief reported, which shocked the donut to worsen conditions.
"That's terrible! We got to get to our objective as fast as possible before he become next!" Doughnut protested, resulting in him activating the car alarm and pushed the throttle.
Inside another section of the neighborhood...
Within the previous outskirts of the neighborhood, the Watterson family and Vladus previously followed the trail of the slime the ghost left behind, believing it'll get them closer to their primary target. Except for the elderly phantom, each member of the group scampered across the district. Their bodies grew perspiration as the heat from the racing rose, as their hearts pounded spontaneously. The group slowly ceased running as they each felt the beating getting the better of them. The Wattersons take a moment to huff and puff from the running, with Nicole kneeling and placing her hands on her knees. Richard stuck out his tongue and slugged on the ground as the burns stem from his body.
Darwin bent down on his left knee, lay down his right leg, and placed his right hand on the floor. The fish removed his gadget from his back and settled it on the ground.
Anais grasped his back as she carried Daisy, panting a breath. Vladus halted his flying and flew down to the family, leaning himself to see them in their rigid state. He placed his hand on the fish's back alongside the bunny as the spirit placed his left hand on Darwin's.
After taking a few seconds, Nicole raised her head and opened her eyes. She turns her head left and right, looking around the area. So far, the feline saw nothing but emptiness as she wiped her head. Droplets came off from her hand and began to raise her upper torso. She placed her hands on her hips and narrowed down her eyes. Nicole lamented as she took a little walk nearby the footway. Suddenly, her eyes widened as she noticed the trail the group followed shorten. So far, the footprints stopped on the street the feline stands, and a small puddle of the sludge left remains.
As she looked up, she spotted foam puddles from a distance. Before taking the next step, Nicole noticed something eerily familiar on the ground and picked it up. Using her first finger and thumb, the cougar carried a blue piece of hair and commenced smelling it. Recognizing the scent, she hissed while grinding her teeth and pounced on the ground, smelling around the area.
Witnessing this, Richard looks up ins an upside-down position, raising his eyebrow. He raised his arms and twisted his body, placing his palms on the ground. As Richard looked, the hare saw his wife commenced smelling the environment around the street. She walked back and forth, using her nose across the air, and he rosed up to follow her. The others witnessed the married couple walking away, and they each rose from the ground and hastened towards them. Darwin attached his device back on his spine and grabbed his wand.
"You're trying to smell our boy's scent?" Richard asked.
"Yes, and I advised starting searching in case that doesn't work! I know my beloved Gummypuss is around here somewhere." Nicole replied as she sniffed the air further. She leaned her legs and spread out her arms, clutching her fists. The motherly feline lunged herself in the air and landed on the house, spotting more foam puddles.
"Don't forget Carrie too! I already felt the experience of losing her! I can't do that again!" The fish spoked as he looked around the area, using his fingers in a binocular-like fashion.
"Hey, guys! Look!" Anais screamed as they saw the bodyguards from earlier recovering from the previous attack. Each bodyguard helped each other from the travesty, and the chief cleansed his visor, with his jaw locked and a pair of veins in his eyes exposed afterward.
"Oh yeah, those guys again," Darwin said, leaning into the armored men and seeing the chief's face.
"Hold on a second. These are the insurance that damn dirty ape called to watch you two?" Nicole asked as she placed her hands on her hips again.
"Yeah, and they were eyeing on Gumball hard. Despite his usual silliness, most of what he did today were accidents and attempted to help me with Carrie's situation. The outcomes didn't go so good." Darwin responded in a soft, quiet voice and scratching his head.
"What about the science fair?" Richard asked.
"Well, Gumball was the first to get judged by her. It's inevitable he done something frequently stupid to warrant that. Nevertheless, he miraculously got results and got 5th place for his volcano. Darwin got 4th for his examination, and I got 2nd for my tesla," Anais summarized.
"And toasting me in the aftermath for going overboard." Daisy fumed with narrowed eyes as she crossed her arms.
"You're still disconcerted with the event? I'm sorry about that." The bunny responded as her ears dropped down.
"Excuse me, sir. Has my son and Carrie caused this mess?" Nicole asked the leader, result of the bodyguard turning his head to the cat.
"Certainly! That little feline has gotten the better of us, and he managed to get away! Even that ghost girl failed to fuck him, and he used his tool to relocate. I'll admit, he was a frustrating challenge to deal with." The commander responded with narrowed eye and gritting teeth while wiping off her filth from his suit. Nicole walked over to the superintendent and placed her claw on his shoulder.
"We all can relate to that." She lamented as she dropped her eyes.
"So, where did he go?" The gluttonous bunny requested.
"How should I know? That boy left this area a while ago, and he blinded my men and me, so I cannot dictate where he went. For all I know, he can be anywhere in this distinct."
"Maybe I can help with that," Anais answered as she intervened and shown the piece of fabric to the group. Nicole has taken it and spew out her tongue, licking it in the aftermath. Afterward, she widened her eyes and tore the piece into tinier particles.
"My boy is close. Family, we must continue with our quest. I can't wait to show him how we spend our family time. If Carrie joins along, so be it." Nicole said, envisioning the situation.
"Can we come along too? I wanted to get back at that cat for what he did to us!" One of the guards spoke nearby.
"So do I! My ass got smudged because of him. Thus, ma'am, you do look pretty hot." Another spoke, causing Nicole to closer her eyes and chuckled with a sickening grin.
"Watch out, boys. My wife's a killer on the bed. And she'll show you what she did me." Richard spoke as he rosed his eyes seductively.
Suddenly, steam of smoke floated nearby Vladus, causing him to turn his head to his right. His squinted eyes overlapped the old-timer's face as he wondered where it originated. He flew in another direction to the neighborhood and followed the gas, which captured the fish's attention. Raising an eyebrow, Darwin instantly dashed toward the phantom, wonder where the ghost was going, until he spotted the vapor from further away. He jolted his legs to action to catch up with Lovus, causing him to picture the ghostly senior testifying a solution to their problem. Anais looks around the area to see if there's anything around, only to noticed something from a thorn bush upward. She immediately walked toward the hedge and found a piece of cloth.
"Well, considering my brother still over me a favor, and seeing your tools, having more fun time with others will be spectacular." The bunny concluded, only to see her stepbrother and Vladus nowhere to be seen.
"Where did they gone to?" The burnt doll questioned. Hearing this, Nicole looked around and walked forward. The guards walked backward to get out of her way. Once she looked to her left, she adjusted her eyesight, turning her pupils sharper, and spotted two figures heading inside another section. Also, the scent of smoke drifted into her nostrils. She swayed her head, exhaling the particles out of her nose.
"Follow them!" The feline exclaimed as she lunged at the street, following her neighbor and stepson's trails, with the rest of the assembly not far behind.
Winds picked as Vladus flew toward the presence that caught his attention, while Darwin followed the phantom, running back and forth. He huffed and puffed as his legs sustained him, sprinting his arms in the air upward and downward.
Meanwhile, inside the locality, lecherous sounds spread across the homes. Many humanoid beings go berserk and break their windows and doors, heading towards each other for pleasure-seeking. As the beings have gone rampant and spewing the virus everywhere, Carrie teleported out of the nearby house and hovered down towards the sidewalk. She stretched her arms and flipped her hair, placing her hands on her hips. The ghost closed her as a smug grin overlapped her face. Then suddenly, the ghost girl has heard panting and movement.
She opened her eyes when seen something coming in her way, causing her to lean in. As she hovered towards it, she immediately widened her eyes and jolted in the air.
Once the two drew closer, Vladus instantly halted in a mid-stop in the air while Darwin reached out her arms and jumped onto the ghost with hearts in his eyes. Carrie spread out her arms and allowed the fish to hug her, holding him tightly. The couple immediately embraces as many hearts splattered over the two in a twister-like fashion, changing the environment and creating an orange-and-white aura. While the two enjoyed their meeting and started kissing, the elderly ghost raised his eyebrow as he leaned in to the pair.
"I don't mean to interrupt, but I noticed Carrie seemed entirely different." Vladus spoked, which seized the make-out session between the ghost and fish. Out of nowhere, a record scratch is heard over the horizon, resulting in the aura disappearing and restore the section to normal. Raising an eyebrow, Darwin wiped his mouth with his right hand and gazed on his left to see what the phantom notified. As he jumped down, the fish lifted his girlfriend's hand and looked up, seeing the diversity down on her body. He extended his eyes as his jaw dropped.
"C-C-Carrie?! Y-Y-You looked...amazing...!" The fish spoke in a singing-like voice, which resulted in the ghost snickered blissfully.
It turns out to be the infested Wattersons themselves. This surprise has compelled the lusty ghost to stop going ravenous for one moment and realized that it was just her previous victims of the virus.
Anais, Daisy, and Richard were in the same stage, but the head otherwise narrowed down his eyes and crossed arms, leaning into the differentiation the ghost bestowed. The remainder of the defenders took turns to observed the features as infused muck of saliva and the virus dropping from their mouths. Carrie felt delighted the group pursued her, hoping they might assist her on the task as well.
"Wow. What a surprise, Watterson Family and gentlemen. It seems like you need help on finding Gumball too." The phantom answered with a smirk, glad that they arrived at her exact trail.
In response to that remark, Nicole adjudged herself and spoke to her with a nearly thrilled tone of her voice.
"Of course we have, Carrie. That's why we've been looking for you. And clearly, you've adapted yourself after doing some business with the neighbors. Nonetheless, we all require your help to locate my son. So he can join us on our family's fun instead of running away and declining it."
"Sure thing, Mrs. Watterson. It would be most efficient if we worked together to find the cutesy blue cat for ourselves. And my originator would be very happy with that." The phantom responded before seeing Anais walking towards her and examined her. The bunny looked up and down and placed her hand on her chin.
"By Nikola's engineering, your body is extraordinary yet perplexing. If I suggest, how did you manage to alter your physique?"
"Well, from what I know, this happens to me after taking you guys and everybody across town. I might even ask our originator. But let's focus on the main topic of your brother's whereabouts." The ghost responded. The little bunny placed her hands on her hips, and a narrowed smirk appeared on her face.
"Yeah. It's irksome to leave us like that. Sure, we may possess extreme sensitivity, but we just wanted to have fun with the idiot."
"I can see why Anais. Besides, leaving one out of all the fun does sound pretty abysmal. Anyhow, with your capabilities, he doesn't stand a chance. He can't hide forever in this town." The lusty ghost girl replied.
"I agree, Carrie. We all know that Gumball can't last in one place forever. And since we're all here, we check out one of these houses and see if Gumball is in any of them. And I believe that the more us, the closer we can recover him with ease once we get help." Darwin said with cheerfulness, positioning both his hands together with joy.
"Correct. Also, do you mind if I take a better look at your device? Your stepbrother attacked me earlier with his." The ghost requested, placing her hand on her left arm.
"He did?! How could he?!" The fished gasped, the result of narrowing his eyes, bending his fingers to his palms and clutching his teeth.
"So that explains the foam," Nicole concluded, witnessing the features of the device nearby.
Suddenly, a small, inexplicable light appeared to the group nearby, illuminate the area surrounding the aura. The glow shined numerous parts of the neighborhood, getting the attention of the inhabitants nearby. The assembly turned to the light as they saw it grown more extensive. The drafts picked up as they revealed an opening with the monster and the servant. The armed assembly widened their eyes while some let their mouths dropped.
"Who are those guys?"
"I don't know, but I guess the big guy behind the pipsqueak is the criminal we acknowledged?"
"That's the crook?" The chief asked as he walked towards the portal, leaning in to get a closer look.
Only Carrie, Vladus, and the Wattersons settled with sickening smiles as she watched the skinner creature leading itself towards the group.
"Why, hello there!" The ghost greeted the servant, which it placed its hand on its forehead, and saluted to the phantom. The assistant commenced to clear its throat and started spewing eerie sounds to the ghost, causing her to lean in. While setting up the stolen corporealities with the construction worker, the behemoth twisted its head and spotted the leader standing nearby its assistant. It raised its claw in the air and straightened its fingers. He huffed and puffed as he froze in place and his pupils shrunken. His body shook as he glared, dropping his wand as his fingers unloosened.
It gazed at the bodyguard, tilting its head as it witnessed the guardian's body shaking. As seconds passed, it turned its head towards the other guard and observed the gadget on their hands. The being placed its hand on its chin and looked at the rest of the guards. It speedily swayed its hand to itself, raising its eyebrows, causing the defender to stop grinding his teeth and lifted his. The creature puts its finger on his crew.
"W-w-what? Do you want something from my men?" The guard asked, only for the creature to nods its head and put its finger to the area. The watchdog looked down at the portal and felt butterflies in his stomach. However, he grunted as he arranged himself and lifted himself into the entrance. He observes the region, taking a look at what the behemoth desires. As he looks, the group suddenly a noise coming from a distance. The Wattersons looked to where the sound originated and spotted a vehicle racing towards their location. As seconds passed, the chief walked out of the portal, narrowed his eyes, and cleared his throat. The guards stood tall and saluted to the leader as he heard the alarm drawing closer to their position.
"Alright, men! From what I gathered, our new supervisor requested many bodies to support the assistants in setting up the wardrobe. You two, stay here with me! We got a score to settle with the young feline soon. The rest of you, go!"
"Yes, sir!" The group chanted as they headed inside the gateway.
"Okay, then. Well, guys, I would love to stay to help, but they need my assistance." Carrie answered as she followed the assistant behind the defenders, with the chief and his two co-workers staying behind.
"Ah, man. Already?" Darwin spoke with a disheartened voice.
"Yeah, but once we prepare ourselves, we'll catch up with you." The ghost said as she kissed the fish on the cheek and flew to the portal.
Soon as the portal disappeared, some of the residents came out of their homes with widened eyes, raised eyebrows, and trembling bodies as they witnessed the surge disappearing, a massive smoke from the nearby houses, and slime coated on the streets. The fear and anxiety have put giant smiles on the group's faces, especially Nicole's. Everyone spoke to each other about the discovery, growing terrified on the subject as camera shots are hard across the neighborhood. The cops arrived at the scene, and Doughnut Cop lunged his feet at the breaks, stopping the vehicle. As the automobile halted, both jaws dropped in horror as they collected enough footage of what just happened.
The feminine beverage placed her hand on her mask as she felt butterflies in her stomach. Doughnut Cop widened his eyes, as his pupils shrunk, and cocking his gun as his hands' quiver. Sugary sweat spewed down from his head as his sprinkles got drenched in the aftermath. The couple started at each other at the same time, as both their hearts began racing and the device's thermal scans hitting to a critical level. What the two witnessed from the moment they arrived left the cops in a frightened state.
And that's the end of this chapter! For any info, this chapter has taken weeks to develop, as many things settled during the time. After seeing how massive, extensive, and detailed the chapter is so far, I decided to break it into several parts, just the previous two.
