| The Return of Race |
| (Brought to you via tape delay from friday November 2) *moonlight dances on the square, illuminating three figures next to the Horace Greely statue. Muffins sits contently in Horace�s lap playing with her cats cradle, Blush is practicing new moves with her extraordinarily large and sharp knife, shrunken head Race is staring mournfully into the mirror that Muffins brought to torment him* �My face!� Race cries, yet again, �My beautiful face!� *Muffins looks at him* �Time�s almost up! Looks like no one else loves your face as much as you do!� *she snickers* *Race glowers at her* �They do to! Everyone loves me! How can they not?!?� *he puffs up his chest making his head look even smaller* �It�s possible buddy, believe me!� *Muffins laughs at Race�s disbelieving face* �But�but�I thought we were friends!� *Race says in a hurt tone* �We still are, this is nothing personal trust me! We just needed some dope to torture on Halloween!� *Muffins giggles evilly* �Shut up evil doer! I am NOT a dope!� *Race yells, shaking his fist like an idiot* *Muffins jumps down from the statue to face Race* �Are too!� �Are not!� �Are too!� �Are not!� *they argue loudly, their voices loud in the quiet of the night* �Silence!� *Blush yells, slicing her extraordinarily large and sharp knife in between the two of them to stop their mindless arguing* �Do you hear that?� *she pauses, a low rumbling sound can be heard* �They�re coming.� *Muffins and Blush stand silently, watching as the listees come around the corner pushing 5 lawn mowers and driving 2 golf carts. Muffins and Blush wait patiently as the listees come closer�and closer�and closer� and closer.* *Muffins looks at Blush nervously* �Ummm, I don�t think they are going to stop, are they?� *Blush raises her eyebrow* �I think you could be right.� *She takes another look at the listees that are now running at them at full speed with mowers and golf carts* �It�s at times like these that all you can do is�RUN!� *She yells and starts to take off in the opposite direction of the listees, Muffins grabs her arm to stop her* �Wait! I have a better idea.� *with a flourish Muffins pulls the plastic pink flamingo from her back pocket and puts it in between the listees and herself* *The listees stop in a screeching halt. Their eyes glaze over as they stare at the flamingo, mesmerized by its evil stare* *Blush looks at the listees and the flamingo like she can�t believe what she is seeing. Muffins brushes her hands off and looks smugly at Blush* �Told you it�d come in handy!� *Blush thinks quickly* "Of course it did. I planned it all along. Yes... all along. I planted a decoy 'For Evil Purposes Only' money jar, knowing that you would buy this particular evil flamingo..." *Muffins giggles and Blush turns to the listees* �Listees,� *She calls out moving carefully in between the flamingo and listees to break it�s evil spell* �You all know why we are gathered here, the sooner you give us our stuff the sooner Race's misshapen head will be returned to normal.� *Slowly one by one the listees bring forward their stuff. Muffins and Blush grin in evil excitement.* �You have met our demands well!� *Blush says grandiosely, waving her hands for even more dramatic effect.* �And now we will have the event we all came here for!� �My floss!� *Muffins cries out happily* *Blush kicks her* �As I was saying, Bring forward the shrinking machine.� *Stage hands dressed in black roll out the machine* *Blush motions Race over. He eagerly runs over and stands before the machine. After a moments pause for dramatic effect she switches the switch. A poof of smoke fills the square. Coughing and sputtering Race stumbles out of the smoke, his head back to it�s normal size.* �Race!� *the listees shriek and run towards him.* *Race grins and looks at Muffins and Blush* �See! They do like me!� *His eyes then grow wide when he realizes the intent of the girls. He can be heard yelling as the horde of girls jumps him and carries him off* �Help me! Somebody help me! No not you! Hey! That�s my shirt! Noooo!� *Muffins and Blush smile contently as they watch the group disappear down the street* �I think that went well!� *Blush smiles, contently playing with her extraordinarily large and sharp knife* �Now we must plan ahead to our next evil!� *Muffins grins* �Do you think Race will ever be the same?� *Blush looks at her and begins laughing evilly, Muffins joins in and�once again�maniacal laughter ensues* |