Slugger panted as he ran, mechanical pants whirring nosily. Stealth had gone out of the window at this point.
Slugger: “Jaws!” he yelled, “Get back here you shlub!”
All of the Slig’s thoughts were focused on finding his Slog partner. He could guarantee that Jaws was going to get himself and maybe Slugger as well, into trouble.
It always happened…
Slugger was sprinting as such when all of a sudden he heard a brittle crack. Stupidly, instead of picking up his pace, he stopped and hefted his rifle. He heard another crack and he dropped a couple of abrupt inches…
Slugger looked down, to find he was standing on a very fragile wickerwork of slender branches…
Slugger: “Oh cr-AHHHH!”
And with that very eloquent sentiment Slugger dropped into the Mudokon hunting pit he’d quite literally stumbled into. He landed with a thud and an ‘Ugh’.
He was so lying on his back, staring up at the canopy and wondering if he’d broken anything, when Jaws peeked over the rim.
Slugger: “This is all your fault…” muttered the Slig.
Jaws: Hey, don’t look at me, I knew it was there, and I’m meant to be the ‘dumber’ species…
Groaning Slugger tried to rise, only to find he couldn’t. And there was pain… a lot of pain. He fell back with a grunt.
Jaws: Maybe you should try and get out of those pants. The Slog suggested helpfully…well, it would have been helpful if Slugger actually understood him.
Jaws watched his Master struggle for a bit as he tried to rise again, only to fall back with a pained groan. Jaws cocked his head to one side thoughtfully. He suddenly came upon an idea.
Jaws: I’ll be right back, just…don’t go anywhere… The Slog left the pit and his Slig master to go and find some help. He was as such, running at full tilt, when he came into contact, very forcefully, with a tree bordering a hollow. Jaws was sent sprawling onto his back and ended up wiggling his legs pathetically in the air, just like a ladybug that had been turned onto it’s back.
Jaws: Oh this is not good… Just then Jaws felt something like a stick prod at his stomach. Jaws wiggled his legs and growled.
Jaws: Really, not good…
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