After rashly deciding against escape before trying to help Cal, Ricky turned back to rush towards him, but felt something clamp onto his leg. Looking down, he saw that it was the Mudokon he'd smacked into.
'I'm in a hurry, kid, my mate's in trouble. You already messed things up for us too much, don't get yourself involved any more!' he cried, tugging his foot out of the Mud's grip.
Suddenly, he heard a gruff voice from behind him; a slig's.
'Move and I kill you.' Ricky froze.
"We've never been in a scrape like this..." he thought, desperately trying to devise a new plan; one of escape. This mission had 'FAILED' written all over it. Thinking hard, he put his hands on his head.
'Alright. I'll come quiet. But for Odd's sake, someone help my Intern friend from being mauled by a meech!'
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'Me leave it alone?! Did you fall into a barrel of liquid Laughing Gas when you were a worm or what?' Cal yelled at the Big Bro. 'You gotta come pull this thing offa me!' flailing his skinny arms around, trying to hit the Meech, he noticed that his taser had gone missing; he must have dropped it when he was knocked over. Frantically looking around, he noticed it was lying a few yards away from him, out of his immediate reach.
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