Shigeru POV:
Jessica has just come up with some sort of escape plan. I listen closely to what she says. "First," she begins, "I will distract the guard. Then, we will send Tuoi-Chan to go fetch something that will help us escape."
Bobby Sr., who is also listening in, argues, "Look Jessica, I know you really like...uh... Futoi-Chan over here. But he's just a frog!" She rebutes, "But yesterday in the cell when I was bored I taught him tricks! Look! Futoi-Chan! Roll over!"
To our utter amazement, Futoi-Chan diligently rolled over upon command. "What?! When did you have time to train him??" I say. Jessica gives me one of her smiles and says, "When you were taking your nap, dummy!" I am still really shocked. I. Took. A. 20. Minute. Nap.
With all else hope in the cells lost, we agree to go forward with Jess's plan. She gently takes Futoi-Chan in her hands and kindly whispers her plan to him. Then, she sets the frog down and captures the attention of the guard by shouting, "Hey goblin guard! Hey! Hey!"
The goblin guard stumbles over and gives a grumpy, "What do you want? And my names Fredrick!" Jessica responds by saying, "Well, you see guard...uh...Fredrick, I was trying to be a good prisoner when...umm..."
"Well when what?!" The guard remarks. She responds, "Well you see Mr. Fredrick Guard, I've ran out of all my pounds of tampons! Could you get me some more?"
The guard groans, "Gah! Ill go fetch one of the female guards." The goblin stumbles away, which is when Jessica puts down Futoi-Chan and let's that amazing frog go to work. In no time, the blue from hops away swiftly and hops back with a lighter in his mouth.
Jessica chirps, "Good Job, Futoi-Chan!" She gives the frog a pat and takes the lighter from his mouth. Jessica knows what to do and quicly goes to work. She goes one by one and slowly burns through the bars. In no time, both of our groups are free from our cells. Before we leave, Jess scoops up Futoi and puts him safely away in our backpack.
We hurridly sneak out of the door. We begin to cross the big hall, as that is our only way out, however, when we cross the throne room, we are spotted. "Run!" Farmer Bernadette screams. We try to take off but the goblins block the exit. We failed. We're trapped. A sassy voice mocks us from behind, "What do you think you're doing?"
I look behind me. Its the one lady who was with Mr. Taws. The pointy lady. She walks swinging her hips examines us. "Wait until my husband sees this! HONEY! THE PRISONERS ARE ESCAPING!" Soon, Mr. Taws comes in. He comes prepared with a look of fury. Like his face can burn this castle down.
"You miserable fools! How could you insolent goblins let the prisoners escape?! You know, I think I know the perfect way to punish all of you! You cannot comprehend with your stinky heads what I am about to do!"
I don't have a good feeling about this. We have a word in Japan for people like Mr. Taws, and that's a buttface! He begins to flick his wand in a menacing sort of way. My mind forcibly falls asleep.
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Historical FictionA poor farmer boy, Martin, lives down the road from the prettiest girl in school, Jessica Holmes. Martin has finally gathered the courage to ask Jessica out, but his plans have been interrupted by a goblin army invading the town of Mc. Henry County...
