SMOSH EXPEDITION: The Golden Flamingo (Book Four)

Chapter Five - Follow the Light

Anthony Padigeridoo

   The sun shone brightly in the sky, giving the city of Los Angeles the heat it has to offer. It was still hot even though that it was already early November, it was hotter than my sexy sharpie-drawn abs.

It was time to set the plan in motion, the five of us had stayed in the office for the night to avoid any more run-ins with the mysterious goons that wanted to get their hands on the treasure.

"Well, I think it's time to get moving." Ian said, zipping up a satchel that contained all of the things we needed: the map, the book, some other explorer materials that Indiana Jones would usually bring, and the Neighbor's blue tinted shades.

"We need to change clothes before we step outside this building." Sidney said who was staring out the window and looking down at the road, "Something inconspicuous."

"We have this wardrobe where we keep all of our costumes we usually use." Ian said and led us out the office and down the hall before stopping by a grey door with a 'Wardrobe' label.

Ian pushed the door open and there were a few exhibits inside displaying the most memorable props we had used in some of our videos. Inside the room were various costumes that were on coat hangers. 

   The three quickly ran to the clothes and began picking out what they would be wearing while I wandered to the exhibits, looking at the items resting on a pedestal protected by a thick glass box.

   What caught my attention was the item at the very center, it was a grey rubbery glove with Nintendo buttons on it, and near the buttons was a label that upon reading it brought back fond memories:

POWER GLOVE

   I smiled and scoffed, there was also a text under the glove engraved on a bronze plaque.

The unforgettable glove that Ian and Anthony used to get Into, Through and Against Time.

I let out a tear slip from my eye, the nostalgia was too much.

   "Hey, dude." Ian greeted, putting a hand on my shoulder, "Those were the days, the days when I always hit people with the viagra dart instead of the tranq one."

   I chuckled, "Yeah, now let's go get changed."

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"Ready guys?" I asked. I was wearing an almost exact replica of Indiana Jones's outfit: a dirty grey safari-type shirt under a thick leather jacket complete with his old dusty fedora.

"Sidney said something inconspicuous, but I like this outfit." Ian stepped out of the dressing room; I looked at him and jumped, he was wearing the same exact costume as I, "And I got this suh-weet satchel like his."

   "That's like the perfect replica of Indy's bag." I whimpered.

   "I know, right? So I guess that, you'll have to change your clothes then." He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows.

   "No freaking way, I'm made for this costume, can't you see? This shirt perfectly wraps around my mid section." I flaunted, "Plus, I got this gummy snake whip."