Universe Of Madness

Bubbles and baby carrots

Rylie POV:

Tyler hurtled toward the Mayor at the speed of light, catapulting himself into the air. I already knew what was going to happen, and frankly, I felt bad for Tyler. That constipated look in his eyes told me he really wanted to beat the mayor up. (Or he was really trying to push, if you get where I'm coming from...)But, sadly, we all know how it goes with guys who have floofy hair. 

"IIIIIIII'mmmm a ninjaaaaa-" Tyler screamed in the air, then regretting his choice of words, he reversed and said, "Wizaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrddddddddd~~~~~~~~~" and with his incredible jumping height, he landed his feet, kicking at the mayors head.

For a moment, all time was suspended as a guy (probably the Mayor's servant), came out with a bubble wand, blowing multi-colored bubbles, and throwing baby carrots at the mayor. He came out just as Tyler's feet sunk into the Mayor's hair, but then, just as it had sunk in, got catapulted right back out, sending Tyler a good ten feet from where the Mayor's hair sat upon his head, looking as untouched, and mushroom as ever. The whole moment was like in a rom-com, or even a shojo-manga, when you introduce the cool, hot male heroin, and the sparkles, warm lighting, and random but scene-setting  bubbles come into view.

Except this kid ain't hot, a heroin, or even moderately cool. He's a kid who embraced his parents gift of passing along the Mayor title, and he did it by dying his hair neon green. He and Tyler have a twinsie look going on between the green-screen and the hair, but it looks like Tyler ain't 'vibin with it.

He lays sprawled out on the squishy patio of the Mayor's castle, and with his green-screen flipped over his face, you can clearly see a bright pink tee-shirt (that counters the neon vibe nicely with the green-screen) , and on it, is written "GRLS RULE ❤️."

It's honestly embarrassing to be here in this moment right now, and I have no clue how I'm going to redeem my pride from this one. I mutter a few curses to myself as Tyler sits up and groans, green-screen tossed away like a piece of trash(which it probably is), and once again, his cowlick springs up, strong as ever. I think Tyler starts whispering some "Never give up" song by Sia or someone.

"And I won't let you get me down I'll keep gettin' up when I hit the ground. Oh, never give up, no, never give up no, no, oh." He thinks he's being discreet, but sitting there and petting his cowlick isn't making himself very invisible. He might want to put his green-screen on again.

The Mayor isn't being very discreet about his pride either. Or maybe he's not trying to be, because he looks up at his hair, and LITERALLY SAYS, "Nice one, hair."

I could faint.

But I don't, because I have a mission to do here, and that mission is to get Marnie and Tyler home. Because Brody will KILL ME if I don't. So, yeah. Also I don't want more lab rats on my hands. I already have one. *Rolls eyes*

"Oh my gosh, Tyler, are you okay? Why did you kick the Mayor? And that shirt?!" Marnie helps him up.

"What was I supposed to wear?!" Tyler turns to me, "That sweaty mass that you call a 'shirt' in the closet?" his face heats up.

"Ugh.." I groan, embarrassed. "The 'sweaty mass' is Brody's." I face-palm myself. I really need to tell Brody to quit leaving his after workout stank shirts in the closets. IF ITS DIRTY, IT GOES IN THE LAUNDRY, PEOPLE, GET IT RIGHT.

"Did someone say my name?"

Brody, in all of his smirky glory, comes in, shirtless (to the point where you kind of have to look away), and unembarrassedly shrugs.

"I had nothing better to do." He says, eyeing Marnie. Jeez, he is such a guy.

I let my sharp tail jab his right ab, annoyed with his cockiness to walk anywhere without a shirt on. It's very obnoxious. He gives me a look like, 'seriously?', but I'm used to it. That's the same look I've been getting all of my life. And I like it that way. It keeps people's expectations low. Terribly, terribly low.

I then hand him one of his shirts (don't ask why I carry his shirts around with me; he shows up shirtless a lot.), and he begrudgingly takes it, slipping it over his head, grumbling that just because I don't like it doesn't mean others don't. But it's pretty obvious that Marnie wanted him to put his shirt on by the way she was acting interested in Tyler's conversation (really more like a rant), so I consider myself doing a good act of kindness, and turn back towards the others.

Brody POV:

It's so annoying when Rylie forces me to put my shirt back on. It's like telling a turtle to go back into it's shell. It always comes back out later.

Anyways, I put my most daring face on, and say with a determined look, 

"I'm ready for an adventure!!!" But my Aussie accent makes the 'adventure' come out more like 'Advent-cha.'

Tyler nods excitedly.

"I'm ready to take down the mayor! Who's with me?" He says confidently, but a bead of sweat leaks down his forehead.

A silence ensues, with a "Really?" from Rylie, and a "Not cool, man." from me. And honestly, at this point, Marnie looks very concerned for Tyler's sanity. I'm not sure Tyler had any in the first place, though.

"This guy is on my last nerve." The Mayor grumbles, but his servant turns against him in Tyler's honor, and says, "Hmm... He's right. The Mayor is awfully sus."

Marnie, still shocked, frowns.

"Tyler, how could you say such a thing? The Mayor might even let us take a trip in his rocket ship back to earth, so be kind! Okay?" But I can tell Marnie just wants to take her words and shove them up the Mayor's spandex covered arse.

"Umm, about that..." The Mayor says, speaking for the first time directly to us, "There's kind of a capacity limit of six, and with my crew and stuff... I don't think you guys would fit aboard... sorry." He sheepishly does the index finger touchy thing.

Ugh. I hope Rylie's got a plan B.

"I told you, guys." Tyler glares.

"No, Tyler." Marnie says firmly.

"But-"

"No huts, no butts, no Cocoa Puffs." She gives him a look.

"But I love Cocoa Puffs!!!" Tyler says with a mystical, faraway look in his eyes.

"They make you hyper, and you kick the ceiling."

"But insurance paid for that."

"We pay the insurance companies!"

"Marnie, you're an angel in the shape of my mom!!!" He veers off topic.

"Um. What?" Marnie looks slightly disgusted. "Gross Tyler. Just like this wart." She gestures to something.

All I can think is, "WHATTTTTTTT" as I watch the pair banter back and forth.

Suddenly, Tyler rebels, and shouts out at Marnie.

"Fine! Then I'll find proof that the Mayors evil myself! GoodBYE, Marneigh! Hays are for horses, and you sure are acting like one!" Steam comes out of his ears, and he stomps off, jogging at a painfully slow pace. Rylie grasps the collar of my shirt, and thrusts me off after Tyler. 

"Make sure he lives!" She cups her hands around her mouth and shouts.

"Wait!" I yell out to Tyler as I catch up to his slow pace. "I'm supposed to advent-cha with ya!"

Stupid Aussie accent.