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Rudy took his megaphone and yelled the very thoughts he was having at this moment: "Osama bin drinkin, maria like me, but cheese fat!" Lucy and Ethel were confused now and started to climb into the manhole. Ethel took one last look and saw a horse coming around the corner and threw the chicken at it. Rudy's face turned red.
As the chicken collided with the hoof of the oncoming horse Ethel noticed something lying by the side of the road - it was the weathered backpack which had been blown sky high during the explosion.
Claiming it, she retreated with Lucy into the grime and slime of the sewer.
Once in the darkness they could hear the unmistakable sound of hundreds of hungry rats and the dank floor was covered in filthy ratchet.
"We need Arnie down here to terminate these vermin" whispered Lucy.
It was someone else more knowledgeable lurking in the darkness who made the pests and their noisy squeaks shut up for good. The two souls thought they were safe but they were wrong.
She, with the glowing strip on her forehead, climbed after them fast, while Rudy jumped out of the helicopter and followed all of them, his way lit by the angry glow of her. His megaphone clattered to the ground, right beside the expert rat killer, who stared at him in disbelief: "Rudy, I missed you old friend, you don't look a day older, what are you doing down here?"
"That's good to know, Rudy. But what does baseball have to do with anything, old friend ?" Arnie, the rat exterminator said, desperately trying to substantiate the flurry of confusion before taking place before him.
Lucy, Ethel, She (her real name being Shee), Rudy and Arnie all introduced themselves to each other. Lucy fiddled with the backpack that Ethel had thrown to her, pulling out a big stack of sheet music for the piano. "Oh, maybe Ricky can use these, what do you think Shee?" Shee hissed at her.
Shee yanked her battered backpack back from Lucy, kicked Ethel in her shin, then turned and trudged away, tenderly fingering her leaf in her almost peppermint-green hand.
As she reached the daylight streaming down through the manhole Shee desperately scrambled through the ecclectic contents of her backpack, searching hopelessly for the rare pink diamond that once lay hidden in the old torn lining.
The danger was not apparent to Shee while searching through the backpack, but Lucy jumped out from behind a tree and cracked Shee in the ribs with a big stick. Shee wailed and cried.. Lucy looked smug.
"I guess you thought that was a good idea, smarty..." came a threatening voice behind Lucy, "...Well you guessed wrong!" Lucy turned to see the boy from the window leering down upon her.
There were multiple shards seen in his left foot. When questioned, he said broken glass.
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'But', he said in a self-appraising way, 'If I were to cry out in pain, we'd be bringing ennui to this story. I need a change, so I'm shouting out shakespeare'. At that moment, the universe pinged out of existence and, in it's place, stood a very confused looking Otter.
"Sometimes you don't need to reinvent the wheel;
Sometimes its enough to make that wheel more rounded"-Molona
And a moment later it pinged right back in... must have been a glitch in the Matrix.
Shee turned on the light on her forehead to full green to go with her peppermint green hands. All of the underground turned green and turned back to reality. There was no guy with shards of glass in his foot, but Rudy stood there with his buddy Arnie and laughed about the prank they had pulled on all with their holograms. Rudy and Arnie had only pretended to have been long lost friends, in reality they had planned this for many weeks.
Shee shook the fuzzy confusion out of her head then turned to Arnie.
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"Well Arnie you've been a brick old chap" she said. "But as much as I would relish a chance to get to know you over a beer I don't have time right now. I have to wash this pink stuff off my incredibly rare white diamond now that I have found it."