Ok, 3. And i'm glad you like Esus.
Well, I think you've all been waiting long enough (though it wouldn't of been so long if you'de all posted in the first week) so here it is at last.
Chapter 28
Splat
“H-h-how d-did you do th-that?” Demana asked, sounding like a mental defect! (Note: I don’t mean to offend anyone by that)
“It’s a laguameacy thing. So anyway, where’s this Kenarra Root stuff?”
“You expect me to tell you?”
“Yes, I do.” I took off my backpack and took out the fire flumps and a bottle of Soulstorm Brew. “Now, fire, fart or shred? Which do you think?”
“You can’t kill me!”
“Why not?”
“Because… (Awkward silence) because if you kill me you’ll never find the Kenarra Root.” He looked confident.
I laughed. “You know there’s a big sign behind you labelled “KENARRA ROOT THIS WAY, RESTRICTED ENTRY ONLY”?”
He turned round. “Oh, yeah, heheh, “PLEASE DON’T KILL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
“That’s really annoying.” He stopped screaming. (Ooh, de ja vou!) “So, you ever tried fire flumps?”
He shook his head.
“They make you fire and heat proof.”
“They also have 2 side effects, they make you drowsy and after eating them repeatedly for a long time they’ll start causing partial lack of sight.”
“I didn’t know that.” I put the flumps back in my bag. “And I’ve never really liked Brew, guess that means we’re back to basics.”
I called up shred power and advanced on him.
President Martor
“What was that on the roof?”
“The terrorist, 0784556.”
“WHAT! WHAT WAS HE DOING ON THE ROOF?!” Screamed Mr Yellow-suit.
“Oh, we’ve just set a little trap for him. He’s gonna get a warm welcome from Demana once he gets down into the mines!”
“Martor, you…” He seemed lost for words. Like he couldn’t decide whether it was stupid or brilliant.
“Take a seat,” I suggested, ending the silence.
“Ok, this business about removing all products from L. H+H P.”
I cringed and prepared to give an explanation. I was a bit surprised though, when he said:
“Genius! Absolute genius! I’m amazed that no one realised before! Especially with all those empty wrappers left lying around and the mysterious sightings of casually drifting farts in the Brewery and Fee Co. just before Abe did his stuff. This all looks good on your record, and if you do manage to catch Splat in the mines…”
I looked at him hopefully. He seemed to be waiting for me to say something. “Well, uh, Demana, he hel-”
“HA! You don’t have to pour on the modesty for us! He can take over your position here. Ya know, if you do catch Splat today, you might be on the same level as myself!”
But Splat wasn't captured... or was he?
Only one way to find out... SO GET REPLYIN ALREADY!!!
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