cHaPtEr 24: sUpErCoW
"Merv/Eric!"I cried. "Watch where you point that thing! We're in a petrol station, remember! If you aim that rubber-ducky-flamethrower-doohickey anywhere near the petrol tanks well all explode!"
Merv/Eric sneered like a snare drum. "Do you think I care about you and your petty friends? You keep those hands where I can see them, Erstwhile, or I will cause a lot of destruction."
I froze, and held up my hands.
Laura walked forward, and laughed at Merv/Eric. "You'll never succeed, the cops will come, and my big brother's gonna beat you up!"
""What are you doing? Do you want to get yourself killed?" I yelled at Laura.
She gave me an odd look. "Step One of How to Foil an Evil Fast-food Chain Owner in 5 easy steps- rattle his confidence!"
Laura faced Merv/Eric again. "So, Merv/Eric, tell me every detail of your evil plan! Why not throw in a devilish laugh every now and then, just to boost your arrogance?"
Merv/Eric looked shocked. "No!" He laughed. "Are you stupid? I have an über-destructive rubber ducky in my hands, do you think I want to tell you anything? And I don't care about your big brother! I don't even care, if he's, like, Supercow or something!"
Laura's face went white (like whitewash.) "How...did you know that?"
Asheigh laughed. "Supercow is just a cheap, plastic cartoon. Not even good for throwing at people! How can he be real?"
"Yeah, Laura."I thought I'd bring her back down to earth. "I bet your brother's just... a bit..... chubby or something... Plus, Supercow would have to be a girl. Cows are girls."
"CHUBBY?!?!"A voice bellowed. "I may have big udders, but I'm not chubby!"
"Step 5!"Laura cried fanatically. "Random superhero at the last minute!"
A huge, possibly super, cow magically appeared in the middle of the Shell station, and took a look around. She looked at Merv/Eric.
"Guns are not the way, sonny!"Supercow cried, and took out the banana-bazooka with a well-aimed squirt of milk.
Oh, no. Now someone else was giong to rescue Ciola and get all the glory. And possibly share a moment with her.
Not again.
I was going to have to do something about this.
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Merv/Eric sneered like a snare drum. "Do you think I care about you and your petty friends? You keep those hands where I can see them, Erstwhile, or I will cause a lot of destruction."
I froze, and held up my hands.
Laura walked forward, and laughed at Merv/Eric. "You'll never succeed, the cops will come, and my big brother's gonna beat you up!"
""What are you doing? Do you want to get yourself killed?" I yelled at Laura.
She gave me an odd look. "Step One of How to Foil an Evil Fast-food Chain Owner in 5 easy steps- rattle his confidence!"
Laura faced Merv/Eric again. "So, Merv/Eric, tell me every detail of your evil plan! Why not throw in a devilish laugh every now and then, just to boost your arrogance?"
Merv/Eric looked shocked. "No!" He laughed. "Are you stupid? I have an über-destructive rubber ducky in my hands, do you think I want to tell you anything? And I don't care about your big brother! I don't even care, if he's, like, Supercow or something!"
Laura's face went white (like whitewash.) "How...did you know that?"
Asheigh laughed. "Supercow is just a cheap, plastic cartoon. Not even good for throwing at people! How can he be real?"
"Yeah, Laura."I thought I'd bring her back down to earth. "I bet your brother's just... a bit..... chubby or something... Plus, Supercow would have to be a girl. Cows are girls."
"CHUBBY?!?!"A voice bellowed. "I may have big udders, but I'm not chubby!"
"Step 5!"Laura cried fanatically. "Random superhero at the last minute!"
A huge, possibly super, cow magically appeared in the middle of the Shell station, and took a look around. She looked at Merv/Eric.
"Guns are not the way, sonny!"Supercow cried, and took out the banana-bazooka with a well-aimed squirt of milk.
Oh, no. Now someone else was giong to rescue Ciola and get all the glory. And possibly share a moment with her.
Not again.
I was going to have to do something about this.
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