Part Eighty Seven
Don't Touch the Key, Dummy!
"Somebody help Dade," shouted Harry.
Meaning Rocko heal him. Which Rocko did.
"Tell Dade about the mission, Rocko. You know,
the one from God," story told Turf at a seemingly inappropriate
time, seeing as how Dade might be dying and probably didn't want to
hear their exploits yet.
"Dade, Dade, I can see your hovel from here!
No, no, just joking," punchlined Rocko as he healed Dade again
because his first healing was really badly done. "You owe me
big time, mister!"
"Hee hee hee," giggled Turf heroically.
"Hey, get the key over there, Sneak."
"I'll get it," pitched in Corky!
"I wouldn't bother, Corky," complained
Dade. "Not like you all listen to me." Just then, Turf
grabbed the key and the Yellowlings all jumped out from behind the
pillars, suprising them all. Even Dade. Again. "After all, you
left me in a room full of monsters to die!"
"Man, what jerks!" agreed Rocko. "Jerkos!"
"I touch nothing!" shouted Short Round. I
mean, Turf. "She pushed the button!" But Buster wasn't
even in the room.
"You had to be there. He is making it worse
than it is," blamed Harry as he ignored the fact he was about
to receive a beating along with everyone else. And Dade, again.
"Put the key back, Turf," informed Dade
from reasonably past experience.
"Yow!" shouted Rocko, finally noticing he
was surprised by Yellowlings. "Younglings!"
"Bwa ha ha ha!" surprised Turf. "Is
it my birthday? What a nice surprise."
"Yikes!" surprised Harry.
"Sigh," surprised Dade.
"Hmm. Six pillars? Six yellowlings?"
puzzled Rocko. "I wonder...I wonder...I wonder...Nah!"
88. Dade Didn't Want To Fight a
Cyclops
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