Part Seventy Four
Dade Reminds Them About The Cyclops
"Maybe we can sell this trading card for more
Goldoons?" reluctantly helped Corky who really didn't want to
give away his trading card at all.
"To who?" wondered Harry smartly.
"Good thinking, Corky. I'll give you one
Goldoon for it," stupidly stupided Turf stupidly.
"It's not in the best condition," admitted
Corky, "after Rocko crushed it in poo."
"Is it a deal?" asked Turf.
"But you already own it," reminded Corky.
"Oh, right," remembered Turf.
"I have a few more Goldoons but who is going to
pay me back?" finally admitted Dade.
"Maybe we can sell the card to Dade?"
"Put them on there," pointed Harry. "Sheesh.
What is having Goldoons if we die in here? Besides, there will be
more treasure ahead."
"If we had Goldoons, we wouldn't die in
here!" pleaded Corky in a panick.
"Well, I would like to mention," reminded
Dade for the bazillionth time (and hopefully last), "now that
some of you might listen: I DID NOT WANT TO FIGHT A CYCLOPS!"
"What?" not-listened Harry.
"I didn't want to come in here," repeated
"Don't worry. I'll fight it," heroed Turf.
"You just have to open doors. I fight the monsters."
"But does anyone listen to me? NO. They just
want my Goldoons," bittered Dade.
"No, we listen to our young hero," gayly
replied Harry with stars and hearts in his eyes and his hands
clasped close to his chest.
"Enough with the Cyclops! It was a trap,
stupids!" yelled the voice, exposing his vile plan! "Ha
ha! And you fell for it!"
"No we didn't. This is all part of the
plan," smartly improvisationalized Harry.
"A plan to bore me to death?" yawned the
"Yes, if I don't die first," also yawned
"My point, Mr. I Am Too Silly To Come Out And
Play," pointed Dade.
"There's no Cyclops," finally realized
75. Harry Is Mean & Bad at
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