Well, ok.
Smog’s Oddventure
Smog was unlike all the other Grubs, he was adventuress, and had a horrendous childhood.
He was shoved out of his home by a nasty Outlaw called Flint Xplosivez McGee.
When that happened, his parents were shoved into New Yolk City, and got hung in the Mongo Valley.
He then lived with a Mudokon, called Muff, whose parents were taken as slaves into Rupture farms.
They lived in the last remaining native part of the Mongo Valley.
“There he is! Muff! Get him!” Shouted Smog, as he looked at Muff.
They were currently mugging a Clakker who had been trying to shoot them earlier.
Muff jumped out from behind a tree, grabbed the Clakker and took his money.
“I’ll get the sheriff on you!” The Clakker shouted.
“I don’t think so.” Said Smog, who jumped out of a bush, with a arrow.
He fired the arrow from his Bow, into the Clakker.
There was a loud chirp, and then the Clakker fell to the floor.
They grabbed the Clakker, and pushed him into the bushes.
“We’ll eat you later.” Said Muff.
They wondered off into the Grub Graveyard.
“Hey! You get off my land, you measly little Grub!” Said the crushing voice of Lefty Lugnutz.
“This isn’t your land! This is the GRUB Graveyard!” Said Smog.
“Well…your still in for it! Now stand still while I kill you!” He cried.
Lefty Lugnutz fired, and we dodged the bullet.
“Now! Do it!” Smog said to Muff.
Muff started chanting.
About five seconds later, Lefty stopped shooting.
He got off his ledge and walked towards Smog.
“Hello. Would you like me to stop shooting People and shoot something else?” He said.
“Yeah, go and shoot some Slegs or something.” Smog replied, nudging Muff to stop and walk back to the cave.
They arrived at the cave, to find something they did never want to see.
The sheriff.
“I’ve been hearing you two have been mugging Clakkerz from New Yolk City. So you two just stay there, while I call the other cops.” Said the sheriff Clakker.
“What do we do?” Whispered Muff to Smog.
He eyed the sheriff and looked at Muff.
“On the count of three, run. One…two…3…run!” Smog shouted, as the two ran away.
They bumped into the other cops.
“What do we do now?” Muff asked again.
It was the sheriff who replied. “Nothing you can do.”
The dark, grey cellars of the New Yolk city Jail made it a miserable place.
“I’ll kill that sheriff!” Muff screamed.
“I think you might get a chance to.” Smog said to Muff, pointing out the window.
Outside, were Elboze Freely and his gang exploding New Yolk City with the explosives, and they planted one beside the jail.
“Let it rip, Boys!”
Suddenly, the two were blown back, and got up.
The sheriff was lying there, dead.
We jumped out of the cell, through the huge hole in the wall.
“Hey! A Grub! I feel like some Grub tonight! What do you say?” Freely shouted.
A Mortimer Bang ran up to him.
“Can I do Target practice, sir?”
“Yes! And make sure he’s not burned!” He cried.
The Mortimer bang gathered his energy, and released.
The missile followed us everywhere.
They ran to the left, then to the right.
They ran towards Elboze Freely.
He tried to grab us as we ran under his legs, but he missed.
He turned his head up, and screamed.
The missile hit right into him.
“You bastard! You could have killed me!”
He walked up to the Mortimer bang, and tied him to a explosives canister.
He jumped up, and grabbed a zap-fly.
He waited till it charged up, and squeased it.
A zap of electricity went straight towards the canister.
It exploded, sending pieces of the Mortimer bang everywhere.
“Any of you do something like that; it’ll be the brew for you!” Said Elboze.
A tiny outlaw walked up to Elboze.
“Brew?” He said.
“Soul Storm Brewery!” He screamed.
“Oh.” The outlaw said.
“Any of you lazy gits find these two, bring’em to me!” He roared, heading of to his den.
The two walked towards their cave.
“Where’s the Clakker again?” Smog asked Muff.
“Down river, but if we go by boat, we’ll be much faster.” Muff said.
They sailed down, and got off the boat.
Muff walked towards the bush.
He fiddled around in it, and popped his head out.
“It’s gone!” He cried.
“Those damn Slegs! They got it before we did!” I said.
“There you are!”
We turned around.
There was a Mortimer bang standing on a ledge.
He gathered his energy, and released.
A black missile went flying towards Smog.
Smog screamed, and ran towards the outlaw.
He pulled out his bow and arrow.
He pulled back the arrow, and let it go.
It went right into the outlaw, and he fell into the river.
A bunch of Snaps Manic came charging down the river.
“There is no chance of us going back to our cave.” Smog said.
They ran up the river.
A Mortimer bang came towards them.
“Hey!” He screamed.
The two charged past him.
He saw the Snaps manic.
“Hey! Slow down!” He cried.
The army of snaps manic didn’t here him, and he charged past.
They exploded, sending the Mortimer Bang flying into the wall.
Smog looked behind him.
There was a horrible fire-like wall heading towards Smog and Muff.
“Hey Smogough! You better be looking what is in front of you, not behind!” Muff shouted.
Smog turned his head.
Elboze Freely, Fatty McBoomBoom, Lefty Lugnutz, and Xplosivez McGee were all there.
“I remember you now! You’re that damn Grub!” Flint Xplosivez McGee shouted.
It was getting dark now, and you could almost see the stars.
“I know you two! You’re the damn two who went into the Grub Graveyard.
“I don’t have a clue that who I’m fighting with. I’m the only person here who hasn’t already met these two.
“Us, obviously!” Shouted Elboze shouted.
“I’m meant to be fighting against you?” Fatty asked.
“No, you chump! You said you don’t have a clue that who you’re fighting with! So you’re fighting with us!” Elboze gasped.
“I asked who I am fighting against!” Fatty said.
“YOU ARE FIGHTING AGAINST THE GRUB AND THE MUDOKON! OK?” Elboze screamed, sending steam coming out his ears.
“So I’m fighting against them now?” Fatty asked.
Elboze steamed, and said “YES!” and he started to strangle Fatty.
“Hold on, here! No beating up our own members!” Flint said walking towards the two.
Elboze let go, punched Flint in the face, and Lefty Lugnutz walked up.
“Nobody beats up my friend!” He said, and punched Elboze.
“You punched me you chump!” Fatty said.
They all started fighting.
“This is quite entertaining, isn’t it, Muff?” Smog said.
“Sure is!” Muff said, eating a piece of Mortimer bang.
“Hold on.” Flint said.
They stopped fighting.
“Why don’t we kill the little gits and continue fighting?” Flint asked.
Lefty Lugnutz fired.
Flint Xplosivez McGee fired.
Fatty McBoomBoom fired.
And Elboze Freely charged in.
He hit them into the wall, and they were knocked out.
Smog woke up.
“Where am I?” He said, rubbing his eyes.
He appeared to be standing in a uncomfortable room with 1 tiny window.
He looked out the window.
He read a sign saying ‘This way to Spooceshrub Forest’
“Spooceshrub Forest? Where am I?” He said to himself.
Muff woke up then.
Smog told him how they had been moved.
Smog and muff peered through a crack in the door.
There was an Outlaw sat in a desk, with sligs next to him.
“Right, you sligs have been gathered around for the briefing of invasion on The Mudokon Fortress.” The Outlaw said.
The crowd buzzed.
“Quiet, I said QUIET!” The outlaw said.
The crowd stopped.
“Now, the Mudokons have no Idea that I, Kronk McBlaster, am launching an attack at night to kill the Mudokons and steel there riches!” He said.
A slig put his hand up.
“Yes?”
“When does this attack start?” The slig asked.
“Tomorrow night.” Kronk replied.
Smog and Muff slumped back into the cell.
“What are we going to do?” Smog asked.
“Break out, then kill that Kronk McBlaster.” Muff shouted.
“Hey, keep it down in there!” Kronk cried.
Smog and Muff waited till they were all asleep.
Smog fiddled around with the handle, and the door creaked open.
They tiptoed to Kronk’s desk.
There was a door behind it.
Muff pressed a button on the keypad on the side.
It came up with ‘Password?’
Muff picked up a notepad off Kronk’s desk and flicked through it.
He stopped on a page.
He started typing it in.
“8962-6978” Muff said.
The door clicked, and we opened the door.
There, in a mound of Mullah, was Kronk McBlaster.
Snoring away, the two walked up to the Outlaw.
Muff pulled out his knife.
Just as he was about to slit his throat, an alarm went off.
Sligs came rushing down the corridor.
Smog and Muff screamed, and ran out.
Kronk shot out of bed, and grabbed his AK-47 rifle.
“Prepare to die!” He shouted, and ran after them.
“We’ve got to find a way out! But how?” Muff screamed.
Kronk fired his AK-47, and hit a slig.
The slig tripped up, and fell head first into a fan.
“Bingo!” Smogough cried.
Smog reached out, and pulled a lever at the side of the wall.
A siren went off, and a huge fan clipped to the wall came rushing down the corridor.
Kronk turned around.
“Holy /@#~!” Kronk screamed.
Kronk started running faster.
The sligs still didn’t have a clue on what Kronk was screaming about.
Then a slig dropped its gun.
The slig turned around, and was engulfed by then fan.
Blood splattered everywhere, and meat flying onto Sligs.
Sligs were now running for there lives.
“Muff! Look!” Smog said.
Muff turned his head to where Smog was pointing to.
Muff saw a slim, dark door with blood smudged on it.
“That?” Muff said to Smog.
“Of course it’s that!” Smog screamed.
They ran towards the door.
Smog opened the door, and jumped out.
They fell onto a small muddy bank.
“We were in a slig mound.” Muff said.
“Sligs?” Smog asked.
“Tell you later. Let’s go!” Muff cried.
Sligs popped out of the door.
Kronk’s rough voice screamed and he popped out of the door.
Suddenly, the fan hit the wall.
The mound collapsed, sending bricks, mud and wood onto the sligs.
“Get those two!” Kronk cried.
The sligs moaned and groaned.
“They know our plan!” Kronk screamed.
A slig pulled a brick of him.
“They probably don’t even know about the Mudokon Fortress! They came from New Yolk City.” The slig said.
“Let’s hope they don’t. To pass the time, we’re going to have to find a new base.”
Smog and Muff walked across the grass.
“Sligs are creatures who work for the Magog Cartel.” Muff said.
“Spooceshrub Forest?” Smog asked.
“A large forest filled with Spooce.” Muff answered.
“And the Mudokon Fortress?” Smog questioned.
“A fort and settlement for Mudokons. Where I use to live, until sligs attacked and I moved out.” Muff said. “I wonder if my Uncle Bodi is still there.”
“Where are we heading?” Smog asked.
“We’re going to the Mudokon Fortress, to warn the Mudokons.” Muff said.
“Oh yeah, and watch out for those Slogs. They’re worse then Slegs.” Muff added.
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