| Gi Dies |
| By Lyndsey L |
| Grinning wickedly, Plunder aimed the huge cannon at Gi. Blight's urging to kill the sorry environmentalist rang loudly in his ears. He pulled the trigger. Gi almost instantly exploded into a giant fireball. Only this fireball was made of flesh, guts, bone, and more guts; it was totally bitchin'. Entrails flew all over; some landing on trees, some landing on Planeteers, and, to Plunder's immediate distaste, a piece of brain landed on his newly purchased leather shoes. He lifted a shoe and examined it. "Uck..." was all he could gag out. The Planeteers stood, for a moment, in reserved silence. Suddenly Wheeler shouted out, "That was totally awesome!" Linka was moving swiftly towards Plunder. She latched onto him with one hell of a death grip of a hug. "Oh thank you, you wonderful man!" Looten blinked. It was hard to breathe with the little commie attached to him, but he was too much in shock to do much of anything. Both Kwame and Ma-Ti were giggling insanely; it looked as though they were rolling a small marble between one another. Kwame picked up the marble and rolled it to Wheeler. He squished it with glee. "That's the last time she'll roll her eyes at me!" Plunder felt sick. "Hey, Linka, catch this!" Wheeler threw what seemed to be something in the shape of a snowball in the Russian's direction. But of course it wasn't a snowball. Unless snowballs suddenly had bits of liver and intestine imbedded in a core of human heart. Which it would really be cool if snowballs where like that. She giggled playfully and barely dodged the flesh-missile. "Oh, you!" Scooping up a handful of pancreas, she hastily molded it into a ball, flinging at Kwame's head. SPLAT! It struck the back of his skull. A gooey red substance oozed down under his shirt collar. He laughed merrily. "Hahahahaha! I always knew there was some fun in Gi!" Reaching down, he grabbed a hold of one of the few bones that had not shattered instantly in impact, a femur. It would make a useful blackboard pointer. "Look guys!" he exclaimed. "I'm recycling!" Suddenly, all the `Teers stopped and turned to look at Plunder, as if waiting for him to say something inspiring. Looten said the only thing that had been on his mind for the past five gruesome minutes. "The hell?" To be continued... |
| Part 4 |