7. 7 AM. What sick monster schedules a major event THAT early on a Saturday?
Sectors V and slogged out of the S.C.A.M.P.E.R. (with Val, Maddy, Minerva, and Wally pulling a wagon with a half-asleep Kiki in it).
"Why can't we be in this olympics thingy?" Maddy asked.
"You guys are a little too young to do it. Numbuh 362 says so." Abby answered.
Kacey yawned and looked at the map.
"Let's see....the cafeteria is on the 3rd floor. Come on guys, let's get breakfast."
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Kiki, Kacey, and Megan looked at the strange green and purple substance that was on their trays.
"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!! Why do I have to eat this....how to put it...oh yeah...YUCKY stuff?" Megan whined.
"I'd rather stick to my Rainbow Munchies and Code Red Mountain Dew diet." Kiki added.
Abby rolled her eyes. "Tough. Now, just eat your...whatever that is. We need to have enough energy to beat these guys to a pulp."
"I can get energy later! I don't have to fight til 7 PM!" Kacey barked.
Kiki and Wally got a mischevious and kind of "Grinch-y" smile on their faces. They looked at the green and purple glop and then at the villain table.
Kacey knew exactly what they were gonna do.
"Don't. You. DARE." she snarled.
Too late. Both had jumped on top of the table and yelled at the top of their lungs:
"FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!!!!"
All of the younger ones, plus Megan, Kuki, and Hoagie threw their food at everyone sitting at the other table. All of the villains got in on it too. Kacey and Abby just sat there and did a facepalm.
Kiki laughed wildly as she jumped from the table to the floor, charging at (who she called) Fangface (and other various nicknames).
She hit him right on the back of the head. Hard. He turned around; fists and teeth clenched. He made a bee-line towards the smirking Kiki. She moved at the last second, and he crashed into the wall.
"Ah, ah, ah! Remember? Our match is an hour after Kacey and Braceface's! You can't touch me! <singing> Da na na na na,
na na, na na, Can't touch me! Da na na na na, na na...... "
The Count shot the little smart mouth a murderous look, sending chills down her and everyone else's back.
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Wally groaned. WHY did he have to be in the first event? Oh well, at least he could get in over with.
Val, Maddy, and Minerva sat in the first row, sporting foam fingers. They REALLY didn't feel like cheering....especially for Wally. The little buttmunch.
Anyways, Toilet Butt came out in a RIDICULOUS outfit. His shirt had polka-dots on it, and his shorts were plaid. Wally and everyone in the audience completley lost it. After calming down 10 minutes later, Numbuh 362 called the two to the middle of the field.
"All right, guys. Since there's only two of you, we're going by different rules. No one wins until the other person gives up after being hit too many times."
Wally was shocked..
"So we're playing CUTTHROAT Dodgeball?" he asked.
"Pretty much. Now, any more questions?"
The Toilenator waved his hand in the air like a kindergartener.
"Ooo! Ooo! Ooo! Pick me! Pick me!"
Numbuh 362 rolled her eyes. "Yes?"
"When do we get to take a 5-minute break?"
She blew the whistle as hard as she could as the two ran to their corners. Wally grabbed a big red rubber dodgeball and flung it as hard as he could at Toilet Butt. He expected to hear a loud "SMACK!" and a bunch of whining. Instead he heard the ball hit the other side of the field.
"How the-?!"
Toilet Butt picked up the dodgeball and smiled evilly at Wally.
"Oh crap......"
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An hour later, Wally returned to the "wait room", pink as bubble gum.
Kuki rushed to his aid and hugged him. Wally's cheeks turned even pinker. Kacey and Abby couldn't help but laugh.
Wally looked around.
"Where's Kiki?"
"She said she was going to take a 15-minute walk" Megan chimed in.
"When did she tell you that?"
"7:45".
Wally looked at the clock.
8:30. Where WAS she?
Sectors V and slogged out of the S.C.A.M.P.E.R. (with Val, Maddy, Minerva, and Wally pulling a wagon with a half-asleep Kiki in it).
"Why can't we be in this olympics thingy?" Maddy asked.
"You guys are a little too young to do it. Numbuh 362 says so." Abby answered.
Kacey yawned and looked at the map.
"Let's see....the cafeteria is on the 3rd floor. Come on guys, let's get breakfast."
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Kiki, Kacey, and Megan looked at the strange green and purple substance that was on their trays.
"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!! Why do I have to eat this....how to put it...oh yeah...YUCKY stuff?" Megan whined.
"I'd rather stick to my Rainbow Munchies and Code Red Mountain Dew diet." Kiki added.
Abby rolled her eyes. "Tough. Now, just eat your...whatever that is. We need to have enough energy to beat these guys to a pulp."
"I can get energy later! I don't have to fight til 7 PM!" Kacey barked.
Kiki and Wally got a mischevious and kind of "Grinch-y" smile on their faces. They looked at the green and purple glop and then at the villain table.
Kacey knew exactly what they were gonna do.
"Don't. You. DARE." she snarled.
Too late. Both had jumped on top of the table and yelled at the top of their lungs:
"FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!!!!"
All of the younger ones, plus Megan, Kuki, and Hoagie threw their food at everyone sitting at the other table. All of the villains got in on it too. Kacey and Abby just sat there and did a facepalm.
Kiki laughed wildly as she jumped from the table to the floor, charging at (who she called) Fangface (and other various nicknames).
She hit him right on the back of the head. Hard. He turned around; fists and teeth clenched. He made a bee-line towards the smirking Kiki. She moved at the last second, and he crashed into the wall.
"Ah, ah, ah! Remember? Our match is an hour after Kacey and Braceface's! You can't touch me! <singing> Da na na na na,
na na, na na, Can't touch me! Da na na na na, na na...... "
The Count shot the little smart mouth a murderous look, sending chills down her and everyone else's back.
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Wally groaned. WHY did he have to be in the first event? Oh well, at least he could get in over with.
Val, Maddy, and Minerva sat in the first row, sporting foam fingers. They REALLY didn't feel like cheering....especially for Wally. The little buttmunch.
Anyways, Toilet Butt came out in a RIDICULOUS outfit. His shirt had polka-dots on it, and his shorts were plaid. Wally and everyone in the audience completley lost it. After calming down 10 minutes later, Numbuh 362 called the two to the middle of the field.
"All right, guys. Since there's only two of you, we're going by different rules. No one wins until the other person gives up after being hit too many times."
Wally was shocked..
"So we're playing CUTTHROAT Dodgeball?" he asked.
"Pretty much. Now, any more questions?"
The Toilenator waved his hand in the air like a kindergartener.
"Ooo! Ooo! Ooo! Pick me! Pick me!"
Numbuh 362 rolled her eyes. "Yes?"
"When do we get to take a 5-minute break?"
She blew the whistle as hard as she could as the two ran to their corners. Wally grabbed a big red rubber dodgeball and flung it as hard as he could at Toilet Butt. He expected to hear a loud "SMACK!" and a bunch of whining. Instead he heard the ball hit the other side of the field.
"How the-?!"
Toilet Butt picked up the dodgeball and smiled evilly at Wally.
"Oh crap......"
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An hour later, Wally returned to the "wait room", pink as bubble gum.
Kuki rushed to his aid and hugged him. Wally's cheeks turned even pinker. Kacey and Abby couldn't help but laugh.
Wally looked around.
"Where's Kiki?"
"She said she was going to take a 15-minute walk" Megan chimed in.
"When did she tell you that?"
"7:45".
Wally looked at the clock.
8:30. Where WAS she?
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Greetings ladies and gents (I think boys accidentaly wander onto this site once in a while). My issue here is that when my KND of Oz whatever story is over(don't worry, there is still plenty left), I am fresh out of ideas to write the next one. I know, it's a sign of the end of the world. Comment what you REALLY want me to write, or new characters you want me to put in, or whatever. I need your guy's help. Anyway, your guy's ideas are usaly beter than mine, so syphon off whatever you can. Pretty please?
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