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CHAPTER
NINE
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WE’VE GOT
COMPANY...
We looked all over the city and still couldn’t find anything, so we
decided to go back to my house. When we finally got back to my house
a couple minutes later, we were horrified to find out that the
monsters had been hiding out at my house all day. Those toddler
terrorists had tied up my whole family and some of the neighbors to
great big stakes in the living room. All except for Mugsy. She was
happily eating a ham while sitting on dad’s chair. It also looked as
if the monsters had made Mugsy the supreme ruler of the house. “BLA,
BLA, GWAB LA, BLA, BLA, GWAB, LA!!!” the monster chanted as they
danced around Mugsy who was happily munching away at a giant ham.
Luckily the little monsters were too busy chanting to
notice Eddy and I sneak in through the kitchen window and crawl up
the stairs to my room (They must have been pretty busy chanting if
they didn’t notice of me falling down the stairs and landing on a
skateboard and crashing into a wall and . . . well you get the
idea).
When we finally got up to my room, we tried to dream up
a plan to rescue the house and overthrow Mugsy and the toddlers.
“O.K., what are we going to do?” “I thought you knew!” “Why do you
think I asked you?” “To make me look bad.” “I asked you becau-” “If
you didn’t know, why did you bring it up in the first place.”
After a few seconds of deep thought we figured out a
plan involving mainly nutcrackers and rutabagas. You really think
this will work?” “Nope.”...”Lets go.” When we finally got down the
stairs, we started to execute our Mission. But let’s just say that
the Mission went Kaput. Ohh. And lets also say that monsters that
have been in the boy scouts sure tie tight knots. “Three whole
seconds of thought wasted.” “Oh the tragedy!” But luckily the
monsters had accidentally let a fingernail file slip into my hands.
I started to rub at the rope with the file as hard as I could,
unfortunately all I managed to ware away was my skin. Then an
amazing thing happened, I dropped the file which hit the switch on a
toy car which in turn knocked over a lamp that caused a table to go
flying that... well you get the picture. While all of this craziness
was going on, one of my little sisters Cindy (Or was it Alicia I can
never keep those two straight) managed to wriggle out of her ropes
and decided that this would be a good time to call one of her
friends on the telephone. “ALICIA (Or was it Cindy)!!!” “Sorry Carla
my family is yelling at me.” “What is it.” Cindy (Or was it Alicia)
said angrily. “Guess” we said sarcastically. “Uhh you want me to
order some onions?” she said eagerly. We all groaned. “O.K. Carla
I’m back . . . Sorry Carla my family’s yelling at me again.” That’s
how it went until the monsters got back from there flight through
space (Don’t ask) and retied Cindy (Or was it Alicia) to a post.
All hope was lost, our one chance was gone, or that’s
what we thought, until one of the babies tripped over his shoelace
and launched himself right towards the supreme leader mugsy (He must
have been related to me). Mugsy The Great flew through the sky
and landed right on top of my post. “AUGHH!!!” The good news was all
my ropes fell off. The bad news was that I was being squished by the
all powerful (And oh so heavy) Mugsy. “AUGHH!!!” I screamed.
“Yelp!!!” Mugsy yelped. There I was being squished by a
two-hundred pound K.9. surrounded by monster babies while my
family tiptoed away (Apparently they had escaped from their ropes
to). “What about Me!?” I whispered. “We don’t want to leave our
guests unattended.” Mike whispered back. “That makes sense.” I
said as my family tiptoed out the door. But at least Eddy was
sticking with me. “I’m going to hit the road but first...” “But
first you’re going to save me?” I asked eagerly. “No, I was
wondering if I could have a soda before I left.”
“EDDY!!!”
As strange as it may sound that extremely large shout of mine
deafened all the monster babies (And supreme leader mugsy). “Wow!”
Eddy said as he pushed his hair back into place “That was strange.”
“Tell me about it!”
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