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Chapter12:Morning again
"Hey! You ain't goin anywhere stitch-lips!"Shouted a strange Mudokon. "You didn't save our buddies!" Yelled another. Something hit me on the back of my head and knocked me semi-unconsious. "And you ain't gettin away with it." Said the Mudokon who whacked me on the head, then kicked me. The next thing I knew I was upside down hooked up to a tear x-tractor by my feet and realized what had happened."No no no no no!!!!!! Please no!!! Ahahaha!!!" I shouted in fear. "Zis is a zing of beauty! Zis shall be our finest brew ever!!" Shouted a Glukkon with a strange French accent. "You think we got enough boss?" Asked a Slig. "Ah what zee heck let us go for the record. Pump it up!!" " NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" The Slig pulled the lever and I felt 2000 volts run through my body. I screamed in pain but they didn't do anything. Suddenly in horrid pain and dispare I realized I was about to die. And man it sucked ass!"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" I woke up with a cold sweat on my face. "You okay Sean?" Mike was standing over me with a worried look on his face. "Yah..... I'm fine...... just fine." I was scared and out of breath. I geussed that I had been yelling in my sleep. "Man you should have heard what you were saying!" He shouted. "Okay. This better not be as embarrassing as that time I shouted, there isn't any cheese on the ravioli!! Mom help me, there's no cheese!!!!!!" I said. "Nah, you were saying things about secret ingredients, and beer, and getting some sort of power, then you started screaming like you were being electricuted or something, and for some reason you kept telling everyone to follow you." He said. "Great. Now I'm having dreams that I'm Abe!!!!!!! First it something about a plane crashing into a weird building on another planet, then an attack at some beach that had something to do with pearls, then some Japanese people making a cartoon about poket monsters that were trying to hypnotize children into making America poor by telling their parents they want just about everything that the damned company ever made even if one only had a little mark in the corner that made it worth millions!" I screeched. "Yah I wonder what kind of planet would have all that horrible stuff on it!" *both Sean and Mike look at audience for a sec* "Hey maybe you're psycic!" "Mike if i'm psycic, then Abe is going to run through the street chased by Sligs wearing Crispy Cream Donut hats, and Abe will have a boston cream donut in his hand, trying to eat it while running." I said. "Ahahahaha!!!! You'll never catch me and your precious donut! Never, never, never MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!" Shouted Abe as he ran through the street, chased by Sligs wearing Crispy Cream Donut hats, holding a boston cream in his hand, trying to eat it while running. "Get back here you mother f***er!!! Give me back my donut!!!!! That thing is *1.50 if you want it!!!!" Shouted a Slig that was chasing Abe. "You know what? Abe gets chased so much by stuff they should make a show out of it." This was obviously a side affect from the moonshine amd pot from last night. "Yah instead of that "Chasing Amy" show you could call it chasing Abe and you could talk to Sligs that ...... well, chased Abe!" I said. "You know what, you should have one of those little psycic hot-lines that all those famous people have!" He said. "Yah! We can call it the Mudokon Meddium hot-line!" I yelled. A few days later after finaly convincing the radio station I was good enough, we had our own little hot-line. It lasted 3 days until people started cursing at us instead of telling us their problems, and got shot at least once with a bb-gun.
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