Part Fifty Seven
Remember Buster's Secret!
"See, now we have to save the farm and finish
off the rats in the sewer!" claimed Buster using the word 'see'
as his ultimate and unarguable proof of his statement.
"Okay," agreed Rocko.
"Nope!" disagreed Turf.
"Or we could wait for more rats to appear while
Buster tries to convince everyone to go into the stupid hole,"
"No Cyclops," returned Dade. Unless he
said, "No, Cyclops." Which would mean something entirely
different. So, maybe that's what the other Fantasyers heard.
"Cyclops now before I waste all my spell points
on stupid rats," drawled Harry.
"Cyclops! Between Turf and me, we out vote
you," debated Rocko who couldn't add seeing as how the vote was
Buster and Dade for no Cyclops and Rocko and Turf for the Cyclops.
"And Harry!" yiffed Rocko to make his first statement
Turf began walking to the Cyclops cave while Harry
and Rocko began following him.
"Turf, a hero would save the farm,"
lectured Buster who really doesn't know anything about being a hero
or life even. "Only dirty mercenaries do things for Goldoons.
Unless mercenaries aren't in a supplement that is out yet. In which
case, only the Sneaky Guy would do it for Goldoons."
"What about the contract?" asked Harry who
somehow knew about that even though he wasn't even there at the
time. Maybe he was eavesdropping. Or maybe he knows LEGObrick.
"The contract can wait," babbled Buster
who wasn't a dirty mercenary but only a jerky contract breaker.
"Psst, Buster," pssted Dade. "Sneaky
Guys don't work for the Goldoons, you know that, right?"
58. On The Way To The Cyclops!
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