Chapter Seventy-Nine:
Seriously, We Need to Talk About Dune Bug
Seriously, We Need to Talk About Dune Bug
Flameslinger’s neck was greeted with the edge of Solomon. “You move, you lose.” said Dune Bug crazily. “Dune Bug, don’t do this. I know this is not you.” said Flameslinger. He was scared of losing his head. “You’re right, this isn’t me.” said Dune Bug, lowering the sword. Flameslinger inched over. “But, I’ve got a new persona.” said Dune Bug. He swung the sword and cut Flameslinger’s bow in half. “Leave now, or leave life.” said Dune Bug. ‘These slogans are pretty good...’ Flameslinger thought. Dune Bug raised the sword, and the archer ran out of the room. “You FOOL! You should’ve killed him.” said dark and depressing Dune Bug. “No. I won’t kill any more of my friends.” said Dune Bug. “THEN I WILL MAKE YOU.” said the voice. “NO! NO MORE!” yelled Dune Bug. He started spasming, and then threw himself out the window.
The crazy Skylander woke up, and the whole ‘everything is cheery and sunny’ thing occurred. Then, he woke up again, this time in reality. The lights in the house were still off, and Dune Bug was laying on the carpet. “Flameslinger won’t get away next time.” he said, in his normal voice. The darkness must’ve taken over him, because the voice was only in his head, and the death and despair emotions were all part of him. He got up, and ran towards Shard and Torch’s arsenal, which had all sorts of weaponry. Dune Bug crept up beside it, and opened the doors, to see guns and swords and armor galore. (What kind of teen uses the word galore nowadays?) Dune Bug walked over to the guns, and found one that’s small and shoots lasers - a fan-flippin’-tastic choice, in my opinion. Then, he grabbed a small knife, and a Gold Doom Stone shield. “Now I just need Solomon, and I’ll be on my way.
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Dune Bug got everything he needed, including an RC car, and headed to Toys for Bob Studios. “I must talk to Flade.” said Dune Bug. The drive was long, but only because it was a tiny RC car, not a real-life automobile. Dune Bug shattered the glass doors, and ran through, dodging security guards. He then crawled towards the back, looking for Josh’s office. “Who are you?” yelled a voice from behind. Dune Bug turned to see the Torch named Forge. “That doesn’t matter. Where is Flade?” asked Dune Bug in a rush. “He’s in the office next to you. Why do you need him?” asked Forge. The crazed toy pulled out the gun, and shot Forge multiple times. “I hate questions.”
Flade sat on a tiny chair, which in turn sat on Josh’s chair, which turned around slowly. “I’ve been waiting for you.” said Flade grimly. “How could you have even known I was coming?” asked Dune Bug. “I thought you hated questions...” said Flade. Dune Bug stared menacingly at Flade. “Fine, I heard your conversation with Forge, who I presume you killed. What do you need?” asked the mastermind. “I want your help.” said Dune Bug. “It would help if you were a little more specific. “I need your help with something.” Flade sighed. “A little more.” he said. “I need your help with blowing up a building.” said Dune Bug. “Holy beans, that’s a lot. Er, I know how to kill and torture toys, not how to blow up buildings. I’m a killer, not a terrorist.” said Flade. “You are no help to me.” Dune Bug said, tempted to cut off his head. “But, I could use you for something else.”
End of Chapter Seventy-Nine
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