Chapter 7

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~SAM P.O.V

We were walking across a syrup bog and since we were walking across syrup, it was a hard time to walk across, the Sentinels were up front, then Chester, Barb, Tom, Flint, and Twilight, while the rest of us were at the back.

I also noticed that Twilight hasn't spoken since we left Flint's house, and I know for a fact that Tom has something to do with it.

"Almost there. The FLDSMDFR should be just across this syrup bog," Flint said as he pointed to the other side, "This is syrup? Syrup is my favorite," I heard Brent say before he slapped his face.

"Darn mosquitoats!" Brent muttered before the mosquitoast flew off, "Don't worry, Brent. They, like all the other abominable food monsters, will soon be no more," Tom said and Chester smiled with a nod.

"Wait, sir!" Coco suddenly said and everyone looked at her, "What if we're making a... A big mistake?" Coco asked him and Chester's eyes narrowed, "Mistake?" Chester asked her with his eyes narrowed.

"About shutting off the FLDSMDFR. Some of these creatures, they're... They're incredible!" Coco told them and I saw Tom roll his eyes, "Incredibly dangerous," Tom said and Chester nodded, turning to Flint and Twilight.

"We were just attacked by a giant Tacodile," Chester told them and Flint nodded, "He's right, Coco. I mean, my friends and I were almost eaten by a cheespider," Flint told her.

I then decided to step in, "It doesn't mean we have to destroy all of them. Some of the food's actually been... Friendly," I told them with a smile.

"It is true. The dessert creatures are especially sweet," we heard Manny say from behind us.

"Okay. Maybe we-- Ah!" Flint started saying but was cut off when Barb slapped him, "Mosqutioast! Was gonna bite you," Barb said as she pointed at his face.

"See? Even the tiniest creatures are attacking us," Chester said before he flicked one of the tosqutioast onto Flint's invention, "The only reason they're biting is because of the drop of barometric pressure. Bugs do that before a storm. And by the look of those nimbostratus clouds--" I started was cut off as Brent and Earl kept slapping each other.

"Miss Sparks, we are not talking about the weather. We are talking about food here. Dangerous food that does not have human emotion. Food that is not friendly. Food that cannot love!" Chester said as he continued to slap Flint.

"Flint, Twilight, we should be studying the food animals, not killing them," Coco started saying and I nodded, "What if Chester's wrong?" I asked them.

Tom then whispered something to Twilight and she sighed, "No guys, Chester's right. We have to destroy them," Twilight said and Tom smiled.

I glared at Tom, "You're blackmailing her, aren't you?" I asked him and he shook his head, "No he's not! It's my choice," Twilight told me, I glared at Tom again before I looked back over to Flint, "Flint?" I asked him to voice his opinion.

"The choice is yours, son. Live up to your full potential, like Twilight. Or walk away and let the food monsters destroy Lady Liberty," Chester told him and Flint sighed.

Flint took a few steps forward, "Sam, Coco, finding that FLDSMDFR and saving the world, that's what matters," Flint told us and Twilight walked over to us, "He's right," Twilight told us with a nod.

"Really? Our opinion doesn't matter?" I asked them, "Of course it does! Yes! Yes, it matters. But just... Not right now," Flint told us and Twilight nodded.

"Uh-oh," Brent said from behind us, "Wrong answer," Earl commented, "Toast," Steve added.

"Yeah? Well, I guess this doesn't matter either. Young Lockwood and Young Sparkle," I told them with a glare as I took out the plan of Sparklewood, and pulled off the Thinquanaut vest on the notepad, and put them onto Flint's and Twilight's chest.

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