Thanks oddling! Here is the next chapter, which I think rates a little funnier than the last, but you'll have to tell me. As for those people who didn't reply........ *sniff*
I might take drastic measures next time!
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Chapter 4: Will that be have here or take away?
Munch hopped onwards. He and Abe had been walking almost constantly since that morning, but the Shaman was riding Elum, having whined and complained until they gave it to him. Munch was beginning to wish that Abe had grabbed two Elums, or
failing that, something intimately horrible would happen to the Shaman.
Abe spent a lot of the time scouting ahead, he was feeling a little apprehensive with the signs of Glukkons being in the area. One of the more obvious signs was just ahead, in the form of a large clearing, apparently a check-point for Glukkon transports
going through the area. Standing roughly near the center of the clearing, where it would be noticed more easily, was a huge bill board, advertising a place called ‘McGlukies’.
“That sounds like where the Raisin told us to go.” Abe said, looking up at it.
“Actually, that’s one of the smaller versions of it. The Raisin actually meant the main company.” The Shaman informed them.
“Figures.” Munch muttered.
“Shouldn’t they have a can opener there anyway?” Abe asked.
The Shaman decided to ignore that. “McGlukies is one of the biggest fast food companies on Oddworld. They make most of their money by killing the native animals and enslaving Mudokons to work in their companies! They are moving their slaughter houses further and further into the wild areas of Mudos, and eventually nowhere will be safe! Abe, you’ve just gotta rescue the Mudokons here and shut down McGlukies! Or you’ll never be safe again!” He declared.
Munch looked up at Abe. *He can’t honestly believe this guy!* He thought.
Abe looked at his feet, then at the Shaman. “Ok. I’ll do it.” He said with a sigh.
Munch practically screamed. “There is no way I am going to help you in this Abe!”
He snapped. “I’m going to get my can opener and go home!”
Abe looked down at his, well, sort of friend. “Come on Munch. We’ll go to this McGlukies thing, and I’ll try and get you a can opener. Won’t you just help me this once?” He pleaded.
Munch rolled his eyes. “Fine. But just once.”
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The Shaman had explained the setup of McGlukies to the duo at the edge of the clearing.
“This is only a small branch, so don’t expect it to have many Mudokons inside. You
might find a can opener there, but I can’t make any guarantees. Basically, just
go in and do your thing Abe, and I’ll wait for you here. I’d love to help you, but the vow and all, so sorry!” He had said.
Now, before them was...........McGlukies.
Actually it wasn’t much to look at. It looked as though someone had built it from bits of scraps that no one else had really wanted. The main difference, was the two huge golden Glukkon heads, set side by side and grinning out at the world.
“This place is weird.” Munch said. Abe agreed.
“Let’s just get this over with.” He said.
The double doors hissed open at they approached, Abe quickly walked through, and Munch had to dive forward to avoid the closing doors. The interior of the building consisted of a large display showing all kinds of food, with bright pictures beside
them, and a large bench, behind which stood a Mudokon, wearing a pink and orange outfit like the Slig had been.
The Mudokon looked up as they approached.
“Hi. How are you.” He said.
Abe shrugged. “Um. We’re here to rescue you?” He said.
The Mudokon didn’t seem to hear. He just stood there, waiting for them to do something. Abe looked around desperately for something to get it’s attention.
Something on the board caught his eye.
“What’s a Scrab Burger?” He asked Munch. Munch opened his mouth, but it was the Mudokon who answered.
“It’s a delicious slice of roasted Scrab, covered with our special hot sauce, with some freshly chopped Spooce on a bun.” He droned. Abe noticed that, while the Mud’s mouth was moving, his eyes were glazed and had a distant look.
Munch had noticed something else on the board.
“What’s the Native Burger?” He asked, dreading the answer.
The Mudokon blinked slowly, then said, “It’s a fillet of Paramite, with a thin slice of Fleech with Slurg sauce and freshly diced Spooce on a bun.”
Munch considered this. “So, why’s it called a native burger then?” He asked.
The Mudokon didn’t reply.
“I’m sick of this.” Abe muttered. He drew back a large hand, lined up the Mud’s head, then slapped the Mudokon clean to the ground.
“Was that necessary?” Munch asked.
“No, but it made me feel better.” Abe said. The Mudokon pulled himself up and blinked at Abe.
“Did you want that in the combo or not?” He asked. Abe looked shocked. He’d given it all he had, and the Mud remained the same! That left one option.
“Munch, you better go outside.” He said.
Munch hesitated, but Abe looked serious, so he hopped out the sliding doors.
Silence.
Then a noise tore through the air. The sounds ran through the normal ranges, then continued onwards, building on the effect of the noise until it was over powering.
Gradually, the sound stopped, and the quiet returned.
Munch managed to cue the doors open, then leapt aside as a ball of green gas flowed out, wilting small trees along the way and causing the death of several birds.
Inside, Abe was dragging the now unconscious Mudokon towards the door.
“I think I gave him too much, but I had to be certain.” He panted.
“Are you sure you didn’t kill him?” Munch coughed, the smell alone was awful.
Together they dragged the Mud out onto the grass.
“Think he’ll be ok?” Munch asked. Abe shrugged.
“Well, he stinks.” Munch scowled. “I’m gonna try and get him up. You can see if there are any more inside.”
Abe nodded, then ran inside the building. He found a few more Mudokons out in the back of the store, also unconscious from the gas. He dragged them outside too.
“I tell ya, if anyone lights a match near that place, there won’t be anything left except a hole in the ground!” Munch said. “How are we going to wake them up?”
Abe started slapping a couple of the Mudokons, and Munch quickly caught on.
Eventually they had all of the rescued Muds awake, and they seemed back to normal.
“Hey! It’s that Abe guy!”
“Wow! He really came and.......what’s that smell?”
“It’s me! I stink! Abe, You @&$#!!”
Munch quickly pointed out that he had had nothing to do with the smell, then settled back to watch the Mudokons beat up Abe.
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Afternoon......
The Mudokons were feeling a lot better now. They had gotten out of their old work clothes and had had a bath. Abe had then led them back to the Shaman, and they had set up camp for the night.
The Mudokons were now talking about where they had been forced to work, while they all ate some Scrab ribs.
“And they make you act really boring all the time, and you get beaten if you don’t, so that’s why I didn’t do anything when Abe talked to me. Those burgers never tasted as
good as these ribs! Anyway, the Glukkons had the idea for this place, and they got all the meat from the animals that live around here. We had some Sligs guarding us, but they ran away when Abe farted............”
Munch hopped a short distance away from the fire. *I can’t believe we went to all this trouble, and still no can opener.* He thought. *Maybe I should leave on my own, I can do fine without Abe......* He looked up as Abe walked over and sat down.
“What do you want?” Munch snapped. Abe was surprised, and hurt, but he held out his hand. Munch looked down. Lying on Abe’s palm, was a can opener.
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Has Munch finally found what he has been searching for? Is this the last chapter of
what could be a very short story? I’m going to leave you waiting! HAHAHAHAHA!!!
Please give me some feed back! I need some feed back! I demand some feed back!!!
I just realised that for some reason, sections of the text have been cut from the chapters, I'm going to go back and fix them, so don't be surprised if the previous chapters change a little.
The Quest for the....Can opener?
Chapter 4: Will that be have here or take away?
I'm not insane! I just get these headaches......
Chapter 5: The Search continues
