Super Parking Lot

We recently came back from a trip to Seattle. When we got off the plane back home, we were tired, bored, and easily amused. We came up with the idea of having a super parking lot. This parking lot would have many special abilities, including the ability to fly. He also would be able to turn invisible and breath under water. This parking lot would also wear a cape to show he is a super hero and would ride around in his invisible jet. This super parking lot has vowed to protect parking lots everywhere from oppression by cars and would allow all parking lots to be free. His arch-enemy would be the terrible army of buses and the parking meter. Of course, being a superhero, we had to give this parking lot a super special, top-secret, epic and awesome superhero name of power and justice. We named him Dave, the Super Flying Parking Lot.

Strange Dream

The Giant Blue Man, the Fat Bald Man, and I

Last night, I had one of the strangest dreams that I have ever had. In my dream, I was in my house with my dad, a lady, a fat, bald man, and a man with a mustache. We were all sitting down, but suddenly we all stood up and went to look out the window. Outside, there stood a giant man with a gas mask and a bright blue suit. This man was at least a hundred feet tall. I went outside and looked at the man closer. After looking at him, I tripped and tried running back inside. The giant then turned towards my house, and I knew he was going to destroy the house, so I ran into our pantry, where I found the fat, bald man eating some food. I told him that we could live in the pantry with food forever, but he said that we couldn't because then we would have to be vegans. I then ran out of the pantry, and told all the other people to get inside the pantry because the giant was ripping apart our house, but as they ran, the giant grabbed my dad and ate him. After the woman and the man with the mustache were inside, I went inside and closed the door behind me to find that the pantry had turned into a multi-story warehouse. The giant started to break into the warehouse-pantry. I was sincerely frightened, so the four remaining people, including me, ran and hid. When the giant broke through the roof, the, the first person he found was the man with the mustache, so he ate that man, and while the giant was breaking apart the walls of the warehouse, something happened to me, so that no one acknowledged me anymore. I can only assume that I got eaten, because all I did after that was watch the lady and the bald man hide. Then soon afterward, the giant fell over and the two remaining people found that he was a giant robot. They then found an airplane in the warehouse and flew it to New York, which was being attacked by a giant robot, like my house, but the robot attacking New York was a giant yellow duck that dropped bowling balls on everything bellow it. I woke up after that. It was a very strange dream.

(The Pictures are completely random)

A Balloon for Your Viewing Pleasure

Stuffed Give-Aways

Giving Away our Stuffed Animals

Today, my older sister and I decided that we would give away some of our stuffed animals that we played with as children. We are still keeping some of the stuffed animals, but giving away the ones we have no sentimental attachment for. Bring out all these stuffed animals reminded us of our life as young children. We found our first stuffed animals, three dogs. My older sister has Peanuts, a stuffed dog with half its nose bitten off from when my sister tried to get Jello of its nose, and I have Apples, a dog with no nose because I pulled it off when trying to clean some smoothie off of it, and Chuckles, a dog who had a nose that twisted and that we said needed pills to keep him from laughing. These three dogs were the first three that we decided not to give away. We were also reminded on how we used to always play with them together. Each 'guy' animal had a wife, 'girl', animal. Some of our matches for animals were just strange. We had a snake matched up with a skunk, and a mouse matched up with a spider, but it was always so fun. We found the sunglasses that were put on the bad guys of the day and that sometimes were the bad guys by themselves. We also remembered how we used to tie a rope around each other's waist and climb down the edge of the staircase to get a stuffed animal that had fallen on the ledge between the staircases. We also used to tie a rope to a stuffed animal we didn't like and toss it over the edge of the staircase to keep our sister from coming up. It would distract her, and keep her down there because we would put it just outside of her reach, where she was unable to get it, but was also thought that if she kept reaching, she would get it. The last memory I had was of the first time when my older sister said that she wouldn't play with the stuffed animals with me. I was so sad. After she stopped playing with me, my stuffed animals were never played with each other again, but I used them to make wars. Although I remember sad memories, I also remembered good memories, which make me very happy, and now, with the stuffed animals given away, some other children will be able to create their own good memories.

The Hog, the Frog, the Dog, the Bog, Zog, and the Squirrel!

By Brahms Lewis

There was once a frog

Whose name was Pog.

He was the color

Of greenish fog.

There was Pog,

On a Log,

But as he sat,

There came a dog

His name was Clog.

He liked to Blog,

And so he sat

On Pog's Log.

Then came a Hog

Whose name was Gog,

So they decided
To go for a jog.

So Pog the Frog

And Clog the Dog

Went to run with

Gog the Hog.

On this jog

They found a bog.

An evil place,

The Bog of Flog.

In the Bog,

The Bog of Flog,

There lived a man

Whose name was Zog.

The three found Zog

In the Fog.

He attacked them

With a Log.

But then Pog

Picked up the Hog

and threw him at

the man called Zog.

Then off ran Zog

Into the Fog,

But from the bog

came a squirrel!

When Pog, and Clog

and Gog the Hog
Saw the squirrel,

They turned him down.

For unlike Clog

and Pog and Gog,

rhymith not

the name of the squirrel!

The Perfect Teacher

Almost everyone who has gone through school has a teacher or coach that they admire. Notice how I said, “Almost everyone…” I personally do not have a teacher or coach that I admire, but if you mix up a bunch of teachers I have had, you can find my perfect teacher. My perfect teacher, most importantly, does not crack down on students and only have them do work. Instead, he should care about a student’s life outside of school. He should also get to know the students and help kids who need help and let kids who are ahead of the current teachings to go a bit farther in the book. This can help people learn at their own pace, not too fast and not too slow. He should get to know the kids so that they see him as an acquaintance or a friend instead of an evil ogre from the deep who came out of the darkness to enslave us for two hours minutes every day so we can learn and be prepared for our doomed futures (Note that this is not personal, but a very detailed and descriptive metaphor.). Good teachers have no effect on my attitude because I always try to have a positive outlook on life, and always try to be happy. A good teacher should be interesting, help kids who are falling behind, and let kids go forward and advance ahead of class.
A good teacher must be interesting. Some teachers can be funny to be interesting, but if you’re not, don’t try (It’s not something you can learn). You can also make your subject interesting. Some teachers may say, “How do you make Math or Language Arts interesting?” If you are one of these teachers, try making fun study strategies you can do in class, such as Trivia or Jeopardy. If that’s not your style, you can assign cool projects like making 3-D geometric shapes for math and making a scene from a book in a shoebox. Teachers can also assign kids to read books that are at their reading level, but also books that they will enjoy. This type of work is probably going to make kids more relaxed, instead of making them tense and thinking, “Oh no! Ten hours of slave labor from the textbook!” (This is not a personal comment.) When the kids are less tense, the classroom atmosphere will be less tense, which makes it a better working environment.
A good teacher also helps students who are falling behind in class. A teacher could think, “We will get through the book. We won’t slow down, stop, or review, and I don’t care if my students get Fs.” (This is not a personal comment) A good teacher doesn’t think this; they would help kids and slow down for them. If a teacher does this, the students she helps will respect her, and actually, this is what a teacher should do, because these student’s grades on the Star Test will reflect on how well the teacher taught them. The kids in class will be happier because they know that if the don’t understand something, the teacher will help them keep up with the rest of the students.

Rabk - Part 12

The Obligatory Rescue Chapter
Part 12
Rabk



At this point in the story, Rabk and Beowulf have been fighting a rather large spider. Unfortunately, as in all stories with rather large spiders, they are too strong for the hero. Rabk, at the moment, has a rather large spider leg on his stomach and has the mouth of a rather large spider inches from his head, but we will stop the story and continue it in a short while. In most stories, characters would have their lives flashing before their eyes, but because Rabk is not a normal fictional character, all he thought was, "Those are some large fangs.", but Beowulf, being a normal fiction hero, saw Rabk's life flash before his eyes, which Beowulf thought was rather odd. The molds on the cave walls were not thinking anything at the moment. The spider was thinking nothing but 'FOOD!' At this point in stories with large spiders, a rather short person would come into the cave with a light, a sword, and no shoes on, and would scare the monster away, or a crazy, self-guided, flying car would come and roll over the spider, but that does not happen in this story, and we will get back to what does happen now. As the spider lunged to eat Rabk and Rabk thought about large fangs, a machine gun fired and the spider backed up and started twitching, and soon ran off. Rabk stayed lying down, and took many deep breathes. Beowulf stood up and leaned against the wall, and rubbed his head with a face full of pain. Seeing Rabk's life story was a very painful experience. Rabk, after about five minutes, looks up to see his savior, and finds a man with a beard and blue camouflage on holding a machine gun. "Who is that?" asked Rabk. Beowulf looked up, still rubbing his head. "I don't know." he said, "but that beard looks very familiar." "I know!" responded Rabk, "But I can't put a pin in exactly who's beard it is." Rabk and Beowulf spend about ten more minutes figuring out who's beard it is. In the mean time, I'm going to describe the beard. The beard was brown with a small bit of blond in it. It was about six inches long from the chin to the end, and the beard was very scruffy and had a few hairs just sticking out of it. Finally, Rabk and Beowulf figured out who's beard it was. "It's Bert's beard!" said Rabk happily. After having the normal greetings, Rabk asks "What are you doing here, Bert?" Bert frowned and said "I thought it would be more interesting to follow you than to guard Atlantis. I just have to scrutinize every fish that passes by." "Well, c'mon then!" said Beowulf happily, and they walked down the path. Soon, they found the end of the cave, and they all cheered. They ran towards the light, but came to a halt as they exited the cave. A pistol was pointed at each of their heads. Rabk slowly looked up from the barrel of the pistol to see who was holding it. He found Captain Hook on the other side of the gun. "We meet again, boy. I have a bone to pick with you."

France- Day 5 (Last Day!)

21 March 2010; 8:42 pm (Paris time)-

Today, my dad and I went to Notre Dame Cathedral. We listened to the mass in the morning and looked at the inside of the cathedral, seeing the rose windows and the amazing ceiling. We went into the bell towers on a tour. We saw a lot of gargoyles and one of the main bells. Some of the gargoyles looked very funny. You can tell in the towers better than anywhere else that the cathedral is on an island. There is a statue of Charlemagne outside of the cathedral. We also went to the Crypte Archeologique, which is an ancient Gallo-Roman city underneath the front of the cathedral. Across the river from the cathedral, we found Shakespeare & Co. (Finally!). It is an old English bookstore with many nooks and crannies. It actually looks like it is one of the oldest shops around. Amazingly, though, it was packed with people. My dad got Master and Commander, Charles Dickens’ Great Expectations, but I got Agatha Christie’s Murder in Mesopotamia. I had a tart called Tarte Mendient, which is made of chocolate and nuts. I also had a panini called Le Dinde, which had French sausage and tomatoes inside of it.

France- Day 1

This last week, I went on a trip to France, and I decided to use a travel journal while I was there. Now I will write down my journal entries as blog posts. Enjoy!

17 March 2010; 4:27pm (Paris Time)-
Today was a big eye-opener for me. I know little French and felt like a child in Paris because of my limited speaking abilities. The way everybody talked made me feel American. My dad stood out in the crowd even more than I did. He wore a white sweatshirt, while everybody around us was wearing dark clothing. Luckily, I was wearing a dark coat that day. Although we walked by the Pantheon today, we did not go inside. We are going to save going inside for a different day. We went into the Jardin du Luxembourg, which was probably the largest park I had ever seen. The fountain was interesting. I thought it was funny how you could rent a small toy boat and set it free in the fountain in the middle. We also went to the Jardin du Plantes. This garden had its own zoo. I had a panini today for lunch. It was called a 5 Fromages Panini and had Emmental, Chevre, Feta, Mozzarella, and Mascarpone cheese. We had a nutella-filled beignet for dessert. We hope to go to the Louvre tomorrow.

Using Words Weirdly

CLAMS

There was once a clam who happened to be a CLAM club clam. This clam was no ordinary CLAM clam. He was a member of the Cooperating Limo Association of Mustard, also known as the CLAM club. In this CLAM club, clams club clams. The name, CLAM, the club uses to hide the clams' clubbing of clams. When a CLAM club clam from the CLAM club clubs a clam, he clubs the clam as best as a CLAM club clam can club a clubbed clam. Soon the CLAM club clams had clubbed so many clams that there was not a clam to be clubbed. The CLAM club clams had an idea on how to club more clams. The CLAM club clams decided to club the clubbed clams again. When the CLAM club clams had finished one round of clubbing clubbed clams, the CLAM club clams would go to their club and eat some clubbed club sandwiches. After the CLAM club clams had finished their clubbed club sandwiches, the CLAM club clams went outside to club the clubbed clams with their clam clubs again, But when the CLAM club clams went out to club more clubbed clams with clubs, they found that the clubbed clams had run away from the town of the CLAM club clams. The CLAM club clams had no idea where to find more clams to club. Unfortunately, the CLAM club clams could find no one else to club but the CLAM club clams. So the CLAM club clams who clubbed clubbed clams had to club other CLAM club clams, and the CLAM club clams clubbed happily ever after. The CLAM club clams clamed down.

The Clubbed Clam End

The Different Types of Friction

Rabk’s Depressingly Strange Day

There was once a person named Rabk Doomfish and he lived in the town of El Dorado Hills. In his house, Rabk had a room covered in wallpaper, and when Rabk got tired of the wallpaper, he went outside of his room. One time when he got tired of his wallpaper, he decided to go to the park. On his way there, a squirrel popped into existence right in front of him, about 5 ft of the ground. It hovered in the air for a second and then fell with a crash onto the sidewalk. Then, a small skateboard rolled up to the squirrel who immediately got up and rolled off on it. Bewildered by this strange event, Rabk kept walking to the park. When he got there, he saw Bigfoot, who was trying to knock over a tree. After a couple minutes, Bigfoot pushed too hard, hit his head on the tree. Bigfoot fell over, unconscious, on the ground. Just afterwards, a small mouse came up and tried to topple the tree. Although he didn’t knock it over, he did get it to slide all the way onto the sidewalk, where a jogger promptly ran into it. Rabk shook his head in disbelief and walked over to the fountain in the middle of the park. He fished around in his pocket and when he found a penny, he threw it into the fountain and said, “I wish all these strange things would stop happening.” Unfortunately, that wish did not come true. The water in the fountain started to over flow and so much water came out that Rabk slipped and was being carried away. As he was being washed about he looked over and saw Genghis Khan, in full uniform, swimming the other way. After a while, the water went away, and Rabk got up to find himself completely dry and in front of his house. He decided to go back into his room to get some rest and clear his mind, but then a Pterodactyl flew overhead and dropped some dynamite on his house.


The End

Rabk- Part 11

Rabk

Part 11

The Creature in the Cave

As Rabk and Beowulf went down the Yellow Brick Road, they entered a forest. The leaves and debris from the countless trees covered parts of the road and the two travellers would have to sweep up some of it to see where they were going. At one point, the brick road went very close to a solid rock cliff, and soon they went into a tunnel in the cliff, itself. Beowulf and Rabk looked into the tunnel suspiciously. "So we need to go into this tunnel to get to the Library?" asked Rabk. "Apparently so." responded Beowulf. "But an adventure never stopped a fictional character before! C'mon!" Beowulf walked in cheerfully, followed closely by Rabk. Beowulf pulled some out of his bag for them both. As they went father in, the cave got dirtier, wetter, and had more cobwebs. After about an hour of walking, they came to a fork in the road. "Which way do we go?" asked Rabk. Beowulf shrugged. He bent down and brushed the layers of dirt off of the floor. Both paths had yellow bricks leading into them. He got up and looked at the sediment on his hands. "We need a sign..." he said religiously. Beowulf held the hand with the dirt on his fingers into the air and closed his eyes. Rabk stared at him in annoyance. After five minutes, nothing happened. Beowulf opened his eyes and looked around for Rabk, who was sitting on the floor next to him. "Are you done yet? 'Cause we have to go sometime." "No!" snapped Beowulf. "We need a sign." As he said this a breeze came into the cave and blew the dirt off of Beowulf's hand into the tunnel on the left. "The spirits have spoken!" shouted Beowulf happily. "We go left!" Rabk got up and they headed down the left tunnel. After walking into the tunnel a couple yards, a roar came from farther down the tunnel, stopping the two travellers in their tracks. After a moment, Beowulf shouted. "The spirits have spoken!" he said once again. "We go right." Rabk nodded quickly and they hurried down the path. As they walked down their new path, they found cobwebs large enough to capture a bird. Soon they were large enough to capture a full grown elephant. Even farther down the tunnel, they found webs large enough to capture a Rana catesbeiana! They now crept slowly through the cave. Then a large object jumped out from behind a web. The two travellers pulled out their swords. It was a giant spider with fangs as big as small elephant seals. as it attacked, Rabk and Beowulf tried to fight back. As Rabk swung for the beast, but his sword got caught in a web that was hanging above him. Beowulf jumped on the spider and started jabbing it in the back. The spider wobbled for a while, then slammed Beowulf against the wall. As Beowulf fell, he turned to land on his feet, and with his sword still in hand, he attacked the spider again. It shot out a string of web and pulled the sword from Beowulf. "Impressive." said Beowulf. Rabk yelled at him as he ran away from the beast. As he fled, the beast caught up with him and put his leg on Rabk's stomach. The spider had another leg firmly around Beowulf. The spider's teeth lunged for Rabk.

TO BE CONTINUED...

The Author on Vacation

Once upon a time, there was a man who wanted to write a book, so he took some time off from his job so he could write his book.He tried to write his book, but he kept on going on all the online social networks. For three weeks, this man just went on social networks. On the last day of his vacation from work, he realized that he had barely started working on his book, so for the whole day, he worked furiously on his book, zooming through every subject. Although he zoomed through each topic, he was a very fast writer, so each topic was about five chapters long. After all 24 tiring hours of that last day, the man finally finished his book and rested. Then he realized that he still had to work that day. He tried to work, but he kept on falling asleep. He then decided get some coffee. After drinking 22.5 cups of coffee, the man did all the work he needed to do for that day. After he finished that work, he crashed. After a week of drinking coffee, working, and crashing, he realized that he hadn't published his book, so he did, and he made a fortune off of the royalties and never had to work again in his life.

A President's Day Story

The Era of the Presidents of Gindoris

There was once a land known as Gindoris. At one time, Gindoris was a great Empire, ruled by an Emperor, but the differences between many of the people were too great, and the country split into 27 individual city-states. The people within these city states couldn't decide on names, so they name each other after letters in the alphabet. The A-tribe was the most populated city-state, and the Z-tribe was the least populated city-state. The A1 city-state was the only one not named after just a letter. For some reason, the other tribes gave it this name for its people's love of raising cows. The tribes were separated for so long, that all the good things that the Empire had given to the people had disappeared. A radical group of scholars wanted to reunite the tribes so that they might regain the greatness that the Empire had, but because none of the tribes could agree on who would lead them, the scholars proposed the creation of a democracy, run by presidents. All the tribes saw this as fair, so the democracy was begun, with a great president at their head. The president restored the greatness of the tribes and everybody was happy with him. Although the first few presidents were good, the presidents started becoming corrupt, and only candidates from the old A-tribe were getting elected. These A-tribe presidents would always give A_Tribe the best of everything. The other tribes became jealous and war broke out. Eventually, the A-Tribe was kicked out of the democracy, and everybody was happy and the democracy lived on forever. The A-tribe became a small, weak country known as Alabarkit, and the A1-tribe was renamed to the A-tribe. And everybody (except the A-tribe) lived happily ever after.

Rabk- Part 10

Rabk

Part 10

The Hidden Kingdom

"Wait, wait, wait." said Rabk, laughing. "This is Atlantis?" The large man on the throne looked at them humorously. "Do you expect us to believe that you two just happened to stumble upon the hidden kingdom of Atlantis?" he asked. "Basically, yes." said Beowulf. The smile disappeared from the man's face. "Then how, might I ask, did you know the password?" Beowulf and Rabk looked at each other, confused. Beowulf looked back at the man on the throne and said "Password?" "Yes! The password!" said the man, now angry. "The password, 'Genetically-modified Turtle'! how did you know it." Once again, Beowulf and Rabk looked back at each other, this time in surprise. Both of the two broke out in laughter. The throne man raised an eyebrow at the two of them. "I find nothing humorous about the situation at hand." "You see, sir," said Beowulf in between chuckles. "We were on a small boat, starving, and I said that I was hungry enough to eat a genetically modified turtle." He then went on laughing. The man on the throne even made a little smile. "Well, you are welcome here in Atlantis. I am the King, Lirotnim, Prime minister of Atlantis, and this is the council of fishmen." "Thank you, sir," replied Rabk, "I am Rabk, and this is Beowulf." "It is a pleasure to meet you both. You must be starving, as you said. May I recommend the Sleepy Tuna Cafe. If you mention my name, you can get a free meal. You should try the swordfish kabobs. They're quite good. Burt, here, will take you there." "Thank you sir." said Beowulf. After the two had eaten , they wandered around the great stone city. The soon found a abstract-looking house with a colorfully painted sign that read 'The House of Oddities'. "What's in there?" Rabk asked, pointing. Burt glanced over. "Oh, that's the House of Oddities, where we put all the strange creatures we find in the water." "Lets go!" yelled Beowulf excitedly. As Burt had said, the many exhibits in the museum were of strange sea creatures, making the place look like a large aquarium freak show. In one small tank was a clown fish asking for its dad. "That fish will never stop talking about its dad." Burt muttered to himself. The next exhibit was of a large, angry, dinosaur-like creature. "What is that?" asked Beowulf. "That's the thing that I think is known as the Loch Ness Monster." said Beowulf, uncomfortably. "Can we go now? The last time someone stared at that fish for too long, it broke out of its tank and ate that person." Beowulf and Rabk moved quickly to the next exhibit. They stared at it for about five minutes before Rabk asked "What is that?" The thing in the exhibit looked offended. "What am I?" it asked. "I am the only superhero with my own submarine! The superhero that can talk to fish! And the superhero who can breathe underwater! Any of those traits ring a bell?" The three people looked around at each other and shook their heads. The dismayed exhibit sighed and said "Oh, well. IT was worth a shot." After seeing this exhibit, the three decided that they had seen enough oddness for one day and the travellers decided to go to land. Beowulf brought them to the closest city in Atlantis to the continent that they were headed. He pointed their way out and said "All you need to do is follow the Yellow Brick Road." The two thanked Burt and went on their way. Rabk had to avoid sing and skipping as he went down the road.

A Story I Just Wrote

4 Whales Fishing

There was a time when four whales roamed the oceans. Disliked by all the other whales, these whales roamed alone by themselves. One day, they reached the coast of an island. On the coast, they found an otter. The otter had never seen any whales before, so he came close to the whales to get a better look. The whales had no idea what the otter was, so they grabbed it and made a small cage to put it in. When they did this, the otter started crying. The whales asked the otter why he was crying, and the otter replied that he missed his home, so the whales set him free and let him go back to land to go home. The whales started to think. If the otter was so desperate to get home, then he must miss it a lot. The whales had been kicked out of there home, but they didn't miss it at all. The four whales wondered why they didn't miss their home, but the otter did. Then the smartest whale of the four (who wasn't very smart at all) had an idea. The only difference between the homes of the otter and the whales was that one was on land and the other was in the ocean, so the whales concluded that homes on land are much better than homes in the ocean. At once, the whales hopped out of the ocean and made their own home on land, and soon, they had many friends. All their friends were humans who all were wearing flowery shirts and almost all of them had a small, flashing electronic object which they pointed at the whales. With all these friends, the whales decided that they needed hobbies, like their friends. One of their friends was a fisherman, so the whales decided to take up fishing. They would jump in the water, grab random fish, build the fish tanks, and bring the fish back on land. Soon, the whales had the largest aquarium owned by marine mammals. Unfortunately, when the whales went fishing one day, they hopped into the water and went into a school of sardines. The sardines got sucked into the whales' blow holes, and all the whales drown.

THE STOPPING POINT

Poem, C Momentous

The Adventures of Bob the Turtle

This is the story of Bob the turtle
Who escaped from his tank
And ran off and played the Kazoo

He ran off playing his kazoo
And met a snake named George
George was thin and George was blue
And knew a turtle named Fred

Fred was Red. Fred was Slow
Fred knew how to play Bassoon
George knew how to play a large Trombone
So away they went playing kazoo, bassoon, and a large trombone

On their way, George saw frogs
He ran off to fry them, and cook them, and eat them
So Fred and Bob went on their way playing kazoo and bassoon

Then Fred saw Crickets, jumping with glee
He ran off to catch them and smash them and eat them all up
So Bob went on with his Kazoo, playing it as he went

Then Bob discovered he was alone
So he moped, and he groped, and he cried for so long
Then a beetle heard him and cried right along

Then they cried and they cried ‘til they got back
To Bob’s comfy tank which was such a rack
Then Bob’s owners found him and clapped with much joy
Singing “Bob has come back with a beetle bug boy!”

In Memory of my Turtle, Beethoven

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Free Hunters Part 2

Free Hunters

Fellex

Part 2

"What's going on, Winston?" R.J. yelled into his earpiece. "I thought you said that the alarms were deactivated." "I know! I know!" a voice yelled back. "Someone overrode my system! I can't get control back!" Bren's voice came in. "Well, figusre it out!" "I'm trying!" As Winston said this, the alarm stopped. Terral and R.J. looked around in suprise, then jumped as the alarm started again. After a couple more moments, the alarm turned off. After the alarm turned on and off a few more times, a teenager came through the doorway behind the two theives. They both turned around and stepped away from the boy. He wore a denim jacket with an untucked, red collared t-shirt and jeans underneath. He held a small electronic device in his hand. "Aren't alarms fun?" he said happily, pointing at the button. "Not really..." said R.J. cautiously. The teen looked down at the button sadly. "Oh..." he said slowly. A moment later, he shook it off, threw the button over his holder and once again, looked happy. "Oh, well!" he said. "What are you doing here?" asked Terral. "I'm following you." he responded, staring up blankly at the mosaic on the ceiling. "You mean you knew about our plan?" asked R.J. suspiciously. "Of course!" "How?" The boy pulled a small electric device out of his pocket. It was like a very small satellite. "Your homing signals are only too easy to hack on to." Winston's voice came in. "HE hacked onto my system? Careful, guys, he might have some more tricks up his sleeve." "A wise decision." said the kid. "Wait," said Winston's voice in disbelief. "He can hear me?" "Um, yeah. I used an unused satellite signal to grab your signal." "You mean you didn't know about this, Winston?" Bren said, harshly. Hey, I used every possible security measure, but he still had me fooled. He probably has the government, itself, fooled." "Well, thank you!" said the boy, happily. "Get out of there, guys. This wacko is wasting our nighttime." R.J. nodded as if Bren was there and started backing up. "Well, it was nice talking, but we really must go." Terral nodded in agreement, clutching the mask. Then they turned and head towards an exit. "I wouldn't go that way if I were you." he said with a annoyingly amused face on. R.J. turned around, annoyed. "Why not?" he said. "I set up a few motion-triggered paralyses guns on the other side of the wall." R.J. rolled his eyes. "Why would you do that?" "I was sent to bring you back." he said as he studied his hand. "Who sent you? Where will you bring us?" asked Terral, anxiously. The boy looked suspiciously at a security camera. "I can't tell you that at the moment." R.J. grabbed Terral's arm and pulled her towards another exit. "Fine. We'll go out a different door." Fellex raised his finger sleeply. "Um... I secured all the exits with guns." R.J. stopped again and asked "Winston, is there any evidence to support these myths?" "Just found the info, R.J. He has you covered. He even deactivated the security radars so I can only see the guns in a metal scan. The boy pouted. "Metal can be hidden so much better in new buildings. They're made of mostly metal." "Sorry, R.J." said Winston. "I can't deactivated those guns." R.J. kicked at the ground disappointedly. "Well," said the boy, "if you're done trying to escape, could you come with me. There is a lot to do. Some people will be around to pick up the the other two theives from you guys's headquarters in a minute or two." "Go with him, guys. Hes got us, too." said Bren. "Who are you?" asked Terral. "Me?" asked the boy, "I'm Fellex."

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