Chapter 8

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(Back at the palace, the lizard couple, were staring at the hour glass with the sands of Generous' time running, and gave a sigh)

Mortimer: Some people like to look at the goblet as half empty. Me, I like to look at it as half full. (To the hunters) We've gone from the bottom to the top, people, but we're not just an empire, we're a family. Everyone has got their cupcake? Cupcake? Cupcake? Good. Yes? (To Hatchie) Hatchie?

Hatchie: (Nods)

Mortimer: Good.

Sally: Yeah, you know, we have put away a lot of toons. And so one or two got away. Who cares? It's not a big deal. It doesn't matter to me. It's not like it's the end of the world. Except, funny thing... (Gets on the table) Now that I think about it, the toon who got away is Generous Crystal! And if she finds her friends by sunrise, it IS the end of the world! OUR world! MY EMPIRE!! (Sighs) But, as I was saying, (takes pitcher of water and pours it into glass) I like to look at the goblet as half full. (Fills a glass of water) Well, then does anyone care to tell me what it's going to take to get this pony?! (To rebel) You.

Rebel: Faster cars?

Sally: No!

Julio: (Scared) Pointier knives?

Sally: No! (To Hatchie) You!

Hatchie: Maybe we could hire a professional bounty hunter?

(She shouted and stomped her feet in frustration before splashing the water onto Hatchie who yowled and leaped at the ceiling in fear)

Mortimer: You know, actually not a bad idea.

Sally: You know... I think you might be right dear. Maeve! I need a bounty hunter. And if music doth soothe the savage beast...(Chortles evilly a bit) then I think I might know just the person!

(Back at the resistance camp, a meeting was being held inside a tree, with Generous and her friends, looking from the outside through some holes in the trees. Sun has gathered the other oc's, and some other toons to discuss a battle plan, which was set out on a rock table, with little model figures and everything)

Sun Winter: Listen up, everyone. Word has come from Toontown. The lizards are leading tonight's toon hunt themselves.

(The toons started murmuring)

Thunder: I bet that's because of us.

Generous: Shhh!

Twistar: If those love bird clowns finally leaves the safety of their filthy nest, they'll be vulnerable.

Sun Winter: The plan's simple. (Starts moving a model of the carriage with a couple hunters along a path, with the toon models off to the side and Sun's model on top of a cliff) If they follow the usual patrol route, they'll reach the river by midnight. We'll be concealed along this road, waiting for their caravan. Once they reach the clearing, I'll give the signal. (Presses the top of his model's head, making its hoof raise up a sword it had, which would be the signal) And then we attack! (Raises his actual dagger and used it to slide the toon models toward the hunter models, knocking the latter down and off the table) And when the smoke clears... (Then she noticed a model of Miss Crazy with some sort of wagon) Wait, what's this?

Little Miss Crazy: That's my chimichanga stand.

Sun Winter: No, Miss Crazy. We won't be needing that.

Little Miss Crazy: Trust me, Sunny. Y'all gonna be really hungry after this ambush, okay?

(He only gave a small smirk, deciding to humor her)

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