SCRREAM
"What do ye want?" Somebody shouts in a british
accent,"You've ruined me joy cruise! Bloody cripes, boy, what do
ye want?!?!"
"Um... Help?"
"Oh... FINE!!! I should deduct about 5,000 francs from your
bloody Mooin' account... I'll see to it you can't buy yourway by no
portals... Rich idiots... Most of them go raving mad... Wouldn't doubt
your father owns Moodara Gardens... Who else gets dropped off by a
dragon into the Tehck Tehck Lake..." he mutters angrily as he
pulls you aboard. You gasp for breath and put the pen down on the
table.
"What the bloody mooin' cripes is that..." the man mutters.
He picks up your pen.
"Moodara Magic Hero Pen Company..." he gasps. "Bloody
cripes! I have spoken ill to a hero! Oh, seven forces of Moodara,
forgive me!" and to you, he says:
"Where would you like to go? I know only of how to take someone
to Forest of the Pikachu, Raichu, Bulbasaur, Ivysaur, and Tamagotchi.
If you like, I can also take you to my home, or the National Dannukari
Planet Portal Docking bay. Please forgive me! I thought you the son of
the owner of Moodara Gardens. You see, I set up a city of tents for my
5,000 slaves, wife, and 38 children. He said I took up too much space.
THat is not a likely story: he has over
500 zillion square miles of land. Not even hardly
000000000.0000000000000001 percent of this quarter of the planet, but
it's still a lot. Why, they don't even know how big the planet is.
Quite big, though, in my opinion."
Where should you go?
You scream, between going up and down, and gasping for air. THe boat
speeds up. You cringe and close your eyes. THen there is silence. You
slowly open your eyes. THe boat is inches from your face. No,
Millimeters. No, molocules. No atoms...
