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HUZZAH! 2 replies in the space where id normally expect one! Im flattered! Well, you asked for it, so, chapter, (counts on fingers) 5!
Chapter 5
Splat
The next day I decided to go and see Bigface to ask him about what I should do with my life and also, warn him about the effect psychic powers had when released around me.
I left the hut without waking Abe. As I walked through the village I noticed the mudokons backing away from me and pointing at me and muttering.
‘Sheesh’ I thought. That meeting must have had more effect than I thought!
When I got to the hall I discovered that the only person there was a skinny mudokon who screamed when he saw me and began running around the hall like a sloggie who’d just bitten his tail off while chasing it. Then the mudokon bashed into a marble post and knocked himself unconscious! I shrugged and left the hall.
I decided to go back to Abe’s hut. I was half way there when someone tapped me on the shoulder. A mudokon would just turn around. A scrab would immediately kill what ever was behind it. A paramite would stun or injure the culprit and then turn around. My instincts chose the paramite option. I shifted my weight on to my front paramite legs and jabbed back with my scrab legs, in to the legs of whoever was behind me.
There was a cry of pain and surprise from behind me and all the mudokons watching me jumped back about 3 metres and started muttering more loudly. The only thing I heard though, was what sounded like “he was right”.
I turned to help up the mudokon I’d kicked. “You ok?” I asked.
“Yeah, nice shot!” He replied.
“Sorry, proof that you should never sneak up on a paramite!”
“Yeah, I’ll remember that. I’m Alf.”
“Alf? Alf’s rehab and teas Alf?”
“You know another?”
“Well actually, yes. He’s-“
“Yeah, anyway, Abe wants to see you. He’s at my bar.”
“ Oh, ok, lets go.”
We crossed the village until we came to the famous, ALF’S REHAB AND TEAS. Well, it wasn’t as flashy as rumours told but at least it existed!
Inside there was a giant banner stuck to the ceiling that said "ALF’S REHAB AND TEAS WELCOMES SPLAT (You know, that four-legged guy from the meeting the other night!)"
At a table I saw Abe and at the table next to his sat Munch. I went over and sat across the table from Abe.
“I see he’s back.” I said, looking at Munch.
“Yeah, Splat we have to talk. We need to find you somewhere else to sleep.”
Munch snickered.
“What’s wrong with your place?” I asked
Abe took a deep breath. “You snore, really badly!”
Munch fell off his chair and started rolling on the floor, laughing.
I know this chapter was really short compared to the rest, but i was runnin out of story and i want what ive already written till at least my next school holiday! Or my birthday in March.
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