It's Mango, here, I am back to take over the narration after idiot PeeWee all jumped in yesterday with his labrawords. As if I need his help to escape. No way for sure.
Well, OK, I am sorry to admit that I had to depend upon the kindness of the PeeWee to rescue my large and not wanting to be beholding self, but such is the case.
He arrived with Dennis and Mercy and the big Bag o' Stuff and I was most anxious to see what tricks they had contrived with which to secure my release.
I was impressed by what I saw. I am not sure why Dennis Dada had an inflatable Trainer Dude in his trunk, but it sure came in handy as once Dennis pumped it up and put on and endless looping audio, Norwood was rendered paralyzed due to his suck up teacher's pet attitude.
Mercy grabbed the keys and we were free!
What with PeeWee being all full of steam and whatnot, I sent him ahead of the pack to scope out the territory.
He found a long corridor with a mysterious door at the end along with cracker dog Loki all acting like the troll on the bridge with his insane guarding.
Wow! That was easy.
Now comes another really scary part, so think before you scroll because we proceeded down the hallway and pushed open the door to discover the true raison d'etre of all that had transpired thus far (my vocabularies are pretty impressive, yuh).
I knew it! THE BEAST!
Is that picture creepy or what? Some kind of fairy themed slumber party is going on whilst hapless El'bow and Mini Me prepare to be served up on your super market shelves.
Take them out! Now!
Divide and conquer. Dennis temporarily disabled the letters K and H from the alphabet which sent Khyra into a frenzy of fluster as she tried to hurl verbals.
One down and tree to go, um, Dennis, please turn the letters ba on now.... I an wait.... any time now, but the ock is ind of ti'ing if you now wat I mean.
Are they back? OK, let's go.
Tanner showed remarkable quick wit in deducing that Twinkie would find the opportunity to offer advice irresistible.
Not a bad solution since I know that little BT could use some intensive congitives therapies.
Hearing a strange mewing emitting from the Sack o' Stuff, Anakin voiced a command that had the desired effect on Frankie who has an unhealthy fear of baby kittehs.
That left only THE BEAST to contend with.
Aha! Not a fairy anymore, are you? Yuh, the true Beast is coming out for sure. Look at this OR too, what a mess, she should be ashamed of herself.
But the Sack o' Stuff was empty and The Mango's mentals, over stimulated from recent events were exhausted of ideas.
In desperation, I hurled vocals at her, but she was not deterred in her mission of mayhem.
Huh? Who is she talking to on her cell phone? Shouldn't phones be turned off during action packed adventures?
And like that, poof. She's gone.
Not being one to question my good fortune, I waited for her large bottom to completely vanish into the night before grabbing El'bow and Anakin to join up with the rest of my merry band.
To be continued...
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. Guests in today's adventure were;