The long earred cartoon character in a blue bow-tie now found himself in the Armory. Like the other rooms, it was very dark and inside stood 9 suits of armor from the medieval era, along with various weapons and other assorted items.
Brad absentmindedly removed the lid off one of the room's chests and out popped a ghost to scare him. He screamed and tried to run, but that ghost smacked him in the back of his head with a large fist. He laid on the floor, dizzy for only a few seconds before standing back up and seeing that another ghost emerged from a second chest, along with a few more appearing from thin air. They all began floating towards Brad, but he showed them that idea was a bad one, as he began sucking them up until the room was clear. Once that was done, the lights came back on and a new, small chest appeared in the middle of the room. Brad looked inside and pulled out another key, smiling to himself.
"Now, where's that darn Gremlin?" He asked himself, looking around.
The rabbit soon found it hiding in another suit of armor, and watched it fly out into the air, cackling as per usual.
"Guess what? UnderToon's making a comeback!" It chortled in elation and merriment.
About 30 seconds later, Brad had caught that little otherworldly pest and walked over to the door that this next key was for. Upon unlocking it, he entered another dark room, which was the Ceramics Studio. He shined his flashlight and saw lots of pots made of clay that looked pretty well made.
"That, I can agree with." Brad said as he got a closer look at these pots.
Suddenly, a strange looking purplish-red ghost popped out from one of the pots and looked at Brad, nearly giving him a heart attack!
"Oi! You! With those floppy ears! Yeah, you!" It shouted, trying to get Brad's attention.
"Wh-what do you want from me?!" He asked the thing, shaking.
"Whadda ya think o' me jar collection, then? Pretty amazing, no?" The ghost said.
"Wait, these are jars? I thought they were pots." Brad replied.
The ghost seemed to ignore Brad's comment and continued to speak.
"Welly, well, well. We can't just let you look at 'em for free, now can we? No, I think not!" The old ghoul chattered, shaking its head.
"Do you...want me to pay a fee or something?" Brad gulped.
"If you'd like to view me jars, then ya best beat me challenge first!" The jar ghost revealed.
Brad thought about it for a few seconds, then nodded. "Fine with me. What do you want me to do?"
"It's on, then, lad! See how many o' me you can freeze with that ice, boyo! If ya freeze seven o' me, then ya win, righty-right?" The dead thing asked while laughing.
Brad quickly sucked up an Ice Elemental Ghost that was floating around the area and vacuumed it up.
"Righty-right!" He commented.
"But if ya lose, then it's out the door with ya, laddie!"
"Fine by me!"
"Righty-o! Let the game begin!"
And so, it did. The ghost disappeared into one of the pots, leaving Brad to just stand there. He mentally prepared himself for whatever kinds of tricks this spirit might pull out. The ghost then popped its ugly head out of one of the jars, revealing itself. Brad acted quickly and sprayed some ice at it, shattering it into several pieces on the floor.
This went on for about 5 minutes until the game was over, and the ghost poked its head out again.
"Game's over, matey!" It blared. "And the results are..."
Brad waited to see what his final score was, feeling very nervous!
"You got seven o' me, boyo! I can't believe it! How could I lose?!" The ghost shouted, sounding shocked as heck.
"Well, believe it!" Brad chortled back.
"You made me face red for sure, bunny boy! Maybe you'd fancy getting stuffed into one o' these jars!" The ghost was FURIOUS for losing to Brad!
Bottles that were resting on shelves began flying in the rabbit's direction, so he had to dodge those as he stunned the ghost in place and began vacuuming it up. As he chased it around, pearls dropped to the floor, all twinkling in pure beauty. Once Brad's target was taken care of, the lights shined once more, and another treasure chest phased into existence. Inside was loads of cash, some gold bars and a diamond, which he shoved into his pockets. Next, he found the Gremlin hiding inside one of the pots.
"Who's shaking Toonberine?" It questioned.
Brad wasted no time and sucked it up immediately before leaving the room. He knew that sooner or later, he'd be facing the final boss, which he had no doubt were Brett and Prescott, but he knew that no matter what kind of challenge they'd throw his way, he'd prevail. And in this case, he HAD to, or else his siblings might suffer a horrible fate!
"And we can't have that happen! Next to me, they're the boss man's mascots!" He quickly explained.
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Brad's Haunted Adventure!
HorrorWhen Brad mysteriously wins a mansion in a contest he didn't even enter, he goes over there to meet up with his siblings and friends, only to discover that they're all missing! Now, armed with a vacuum, his luck, and some level of courage, Brad must...
