| Chapter Six - A Plan, Part One |
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"So...." Tyrael said in an abnormally dark voice. "Roseidous doesn't think my naked body (plus a firehat!) is good enough for his wedding, EH?"
His Robotic-Cartoon-Jet-Plane sidekick, aptly named Jetter, asked "What are you planning, Master?" Tyrael turned a few knobs, mainly because he liked the sound they made. Finally, he pushed a large green button, which activated his secret spy camera in John The Lord of Darkness (dramatic reverb)'s lair. They watched the conversation about Ian Master of Such and Such taking Tyrael's place, and deactivated the camera. "Y-you still haven't told me what you're planning..." Jetter said. "Oh. well. um. whatever." ***inside John The Lord of Darkness (dramatic reverb)'s lair*** "So, when Smalldigimon digivolves to Slightlybiggermon, he gains the Attacking Attack. Get it?" Silent Jim nodded. "But if he Armor-Digivolves, then-" Ian slumped backwards in his chair. At the same time, Silent Jim sustained a bop injury to the head, courtesy of Jetter. "Get my plan now?" Tyrael asked. "We're going to molest Silen-?" "No! We're going to take their places!" "Oooooooooh. Won't they notice that I'm a small robotic jet, as opposed to a blantant rip off of a movie character?" "No." "And won't they notice that you're not a short bald man?" "No." "Okee day." ***somewhere else*** After shooting Ian and Silent Jim into the sun (which Jetter suggested was perhaps a bit harsh), Tyrael decided to go talk to Roses, to make sure his Ian disguise was working properly. He pushed the doorbell thingy next to her door. "Who is it?" she said in a sort of sing-song voice. "Tyr- um, I mean, uh...Ian, Master of...uh...Such and Such." "Oh hey! You're the new stripper, right?" "Yeah." "Glad we don't have that Tyrael guy anymore." her face contorted into an expression of disgust. "He's a nice guy and all...well, actually, no, he's really sort of a jerk, but I just do not want to see...well.... him." "Yeah...um...I wouldn't want to see him either." "Wait!" Roses said, suddenly suspiscous. "How do I know you're Ian?" Tyrael suddenly began to tremble. Keep your composure! he told himself. He quickly pointed to his shirt, which said "Hi! My name is Ian and I'm not naked....yet!" Roses laughed. "Ooooh, silly me. Cute shirt." she said, before winking. "Um, yeah. Okay. Well, uh, bye." As Tyrael walked off, Roses wondered So what was the point of Ian dropping by my house and mumbling? The Library Home |