Yeah! Let's try and keep this fic alive! As always, comments are more than welcome, and they make me want to write more, so don't be afriad to write me with anything that's on your mind!
Anyway here's the next dosage for you guys.
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Munch watched as Abe turned and ran from the cave. *Great. * He thought, *Abe’s flipped out. May as
well try to wake the stupid Raisin myself. * And so he began the tedious task of finding something to hit
the Raisin with until he woke up.
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Abe ran back the way he and Munch had come. *I’m sure it was here somewhere. * He thought. *There! *
It has to be made clear, that for some reason unknown to most rational thinking beings, a small group of Glukkons and native Mudokons took it upon themselves to wander around the countryside and factories and install vending machines in strange and inconceivable places, but strangely, they received
no
moolah for their troubles. The Glukkons were consequently locked away for their own good, and the Mudokons disappeared into the wild.
Abe was now standing before one such vendo, marked
‘Expresso’. He took a moment to smile
evilly, just in case someone was watching, then proceeded to collect as many cans as he could carry, then headed back to the cave.
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By the time Munch had broken his third stick from hitting the Raisin, Abe had returned. Munch frowned at the cans of
Expresso, “Abe, this is no time to go through with the dare, you can do it later.”
Abe ignored him and stared up at the Raisin. “Did you manage to wake him?”
Munch rolled his eyes, “I’m getting there, but I’ve run out of sticks.”
Abe tried out his evil smile again.
“I’ve got a plan to wake him up and keep him that way.”
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“Are you sure this is a good idea Abe?” Munch called up. The Mudokon was now a small figure, clinging halfway up the huge form of the snoring Raisin. Abe sighed, suspended by his arms and level with one of the Raisin’s lower eyes. The climb had begun easily, but as he worked his way upwards, the Raisin’s sides had become steadily more difficult to navigate. Slowly, Abe found another toehold and heaved himself up another body length. Only a little further to go, and he would be on top of the Raisin, then he could finish what he had started. The makeshift bag holding the
Expresso cans bumped against Abe’s back, a constant reminder of what might come next.
Munch bounced nervously up and down. “Come on Abe, what’s taking you so long?” He muttered to himself. Finally, the vague form of the Mudokon reached the top of the Raisin’s…..head?
Abe paused for a moment to catch his breath, then leaned forward slightly and sighted along the Raisin’s face. He reached back into his bag and withdrew a single can. Taking careful aim, Abe dropped the
Expresso can right in the Raisin’s snoring mouth.
*Ok. Not much more time. * Abe thought, so he quickly began dropping all the cans he had down into the Raisin’s mouth. Then, still holding the last can, he unsealed it and chugged the contents. Immediately Abe felt a burst of caffeine affect his system, and he used the high to catapult himself down the side of the Raisin and return to Munch.
“How long do you think it will take to get to him?” Munch asked. Abe jigged on the spot, resisting the urge to run around wildly.
“Dunno. Soon I guess.” He answered.
Almost on cue, the Raisin’s eyes snapped open, staring down at the mismatched pair.
“Stitch-lips! What the @*&#% did you do to me!!”
Abe jumped in surprise, the Raisin no longer sounded like the all knowing and powerful being that he had seemed before, now he sounded like he was awake for the first time in his life.
“I, uh, well..” Abe stammered.
“Get on with it!” The Raisin snapped.
Hurriedly, Abe explained about the can, the statues, the
Expresso, and can openers. The Raisin glared down at him until he stammered himself into silence.
“So you woke me up out of a decent sleep with some stupid quest for a can opener! After you broke my impressive statues, wreaked my music and forced me to drink nine cans of that stupid caffeine stuff! Why should I?!” The Raisin bellowed.
“Well, if you tell us how to get a can opener, we’ll leave you alone.” Munch said.
Abe gulped as the Raisin seemed to become even angrier then before. His rage was actually turning his skin purple! *We might have to start calling him ‘The Prune’…* he thought. But strangely, the Raisin seemed to calm down, returning to his normal shade.
“All right.” The Raisin said. “I’ll tell you how to get a can opener for your stupid can, but it won’t be easy!”
“It’s
never easy…” Abe muttered, getting an elbow from Munch.
The Raisin cleared his throat, and waited for the right dramatic length before speaking.
“You will have to undertake a most dangerous journey. It will be difficult and will take you to the very limits of your endurance and courage! Yea, it shall take every inch of perseverance that you posses! You may gain new abilities, learn the secrets of the Odd and even…..”
“Can we get a move on here! What do we have to do?” Munch yelled, impatient with the delay.
The Raisin glared down at them, “Fine! Go to the base for one of the Glukkon products, Glukies, or something like that. They should have a can opener there. Now get the @&%#* out of my cave!!”
Munch opened his mouth to say more, but Abe, seeing what damage this could cause, wisely grabbed him and bolted.
“hmph....young people today.....in my day we had respect for our betters! Maybe I should send that Shaman after them.....that oughta teach them....plus it’ll get him out of my way.....” The Raisin muttered. He then became aware of being watched, nearby several of the Ratz, his helpers and gatherers of information were glaring at him.
“What?!” The Raisin said, “What are
you looking at?”
One of the Ratz hopped away into a dark corner, then returned with a can opener, which it dropped in front of the Raisin.
“So.....I suppose I could have given this can opener to the gadget-top, but where’s the fun in that? It’s much more interesting to have them running around looking for something, then me just
giving it
to them! What else can I do for fun?!”
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How will Abe and Munch fare on their quest? Will they ever find a can opener? Will the Raisin be able
to get back to sleep? I dunno, you got me beat.
To the next chapter and beyond!
