Timothy's Big Moment

"Ah-hah!" Timothy yelled dramatically as he ran towards the figure of B. Crackerpants, who was hunched suspiciously over, wearing a long coat, big hat, and long flowing beard in order to hide his identity, and focussed entirely on the Bingo game at hand.

Unfortunately, he was sufficiently far away from said figure that his dramatic cry had fully lost its effect by the time he actually reached his nemesis, but it was still quite dramatic none-the-less.

Grabbing the hat and beard, he gave a dramatic tug, removing the hat in a single motion.
The beard, however, remained firmly stuck.

"Ow!" the elderly slack-yawed yokel with the long flowing beard yelled, "That hurt! I demand an apology!"
"Uh, sorry," Timothy said quietly, and completely shamed that his great revelation had gone to custard, "I thought you were my arch-nemesis, Beven Crackerpants."
"No, ya idjit, I'm just filling in for him while he's in the bathroom. Oh look, he's back now!"

Struck with one too many twists to fully comprehend what was going on, Timothy's reactions were slowed down, and thus when he eventually turned and saw Beven standing behind him, it was too late to avoid being struck again, this time in the face with his own pet rock, the very pet rock he had come to save!
Talk about your dramatic irony!




Footnote: Meanwhile Yolanda, Frankie (and occasionally Mikey) were busy trying to decide who should pedal, and who should hold the semi-comatose Arnie. It's not a very interesting scene, mostly just talking and voting, with the occasional sword-fight against passing Samurai thrown in for good measure, hardly worth seeing at all, which is why we stayed with Timothy this time around. Thanks for your understanding and support.
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