Good Bye, Good Riddance? |Henry Danger|

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Tess

Hen points to where the button is and we see the hunter. Uh oh!

"Hey there, fella! Would you mind stepping over here to the--" The hunter presses the button which closes the trap on us. 

"Woo!"  Uncle Ray turns the flashlight on his phone and puts it up so we have some light in this box. 

"Okay, we need a new plan."

"Scream for help?" That's not going to do anything. 

"Scream for help."

"Helppp!"

"We're stuck in this box!"

"Save us, Captain Schwoz!"

"Ahhhhh!"

"Ahhhh!"

"Helppp!" 

Little bit later

So, we're still in the damn box. 

"Woo! Gah! Yeewoo! Finally got Bigfoot! Yeah, gah, you're in there boy! Woo! I'm gonna call the news right now! That's right, I'm gonna be famous! I'm definitely gonna get married now..." Wow, that's sad.

"Dude, he's calling the news. What are we gonna do?"

"Oh come on. Like the news is gonna pick up."

"This is the hunter, S. Thompson, and I trapped Bigfoot! Bring your cameras--you can be the first people in the world to show pictures of him!" Well, Bigfoot's doomed if we don't figure out a way to not get him exposed. 

"He called the news! They're on the way!"

"Relax, Foot, I'm gonna laser us outta here." That's not a good idea!

"What? No no no! Dude, it's diamond plated steel--" And Uncle Ray shoots the laser which it bounces off the walls and hits Bigfoot. 

"Ow."

"Maybe if I set this thing to kill--"

"Hang on a second. Dude, dudedudedudedude..."

"What what?"

"Dude, look at his arm."

"Yeah, it's big, but mine are way bigger."

"Not the time for egos, Uncle Ray." 

"What, no that's not what I'm--Look at the bald spot. Looks like he's got normal skin."

"He's as pale as Sheamus." Uncle Ray and Hen look at me weird. 

"He's a wrestler." 

"So?!"

"So, this might sound crazy but...what if we shave Bigfoot with our lasers?" That might be the only way that Bigfoot doesn't get exposed to the world. 

"Okay, I love that."

"I don't know guys. My hair is kind of my thing."

"It might be the only way you don't get exposed to the world."

"Exactly! So if we zap your hair off, when they open this up, we'll just be three totally normal hairless dudes and a totally hairless chick, just chilling in the woods." Did Hen just call me a chick?

"Hairless boyz..." 

"Exactly!"

"I don't knowwww..."

"Woo! Ya hear that? The news is coming! Yeah the world is finally gonna know the name of hunter, S. Thompson! You're mine now, ya big, smelly hairbag!"