SMOSH EXPEDITION: The Golden Flamingo (Book Four)

Chapter Thirteen - Booby Trapped

Anthony Padilla

   Their guns aimed at us, we were outnumbered and trapped inside the van. We failed the rescue attempt, it was a trap all along. And this was one of the rarest times we heard the Neighbor talk, and come to think of it, he sounded like Brian Rasmussen, the dude who plays the Food Battle News Reporter.

    The men yanked us out the van and threw us on the ground like ragdolls, laughing upon seeing us hit the ground hard. The others forcibly pulled us to our feet and pressed the barrels of their churro blasters into our backs.

    "Hey! That is not the place put your hands on!" Ian yelled, slapping the hands that was on his man boob, "You gay, dude?" He glared at the man who, in turn, wiggled his eyebrows seductively at him. "Shit."

   "Search them." The neighbor said. Then the men frisked us, taking away every weapon they could find: Ian's churro blaster, my lightsaber and Billy's, the gummy whip, and the celery knife.

    "Get your filthy hands off of me!" Sidney struggled as she was brought outside, slapping the man's arms repeatedly. She yelped when she felt the gun on her back.

   "Don't you dare hurt her. I swear to God, I'll kill you." I warned the man then met Sidney's gaze afterwards. She looked fragile and helpless, but the look on her face contradicted that.

   "Move." A man said who was the one holding the gun to my back, shoving me forwards. With much hesitation, I began walking, going back up the road that leads to the antenna tower above the Hollywood Sign. And soon after countless footsteps came from behind, everyone was moving as well.

   The sun was no longer in sight, it was replaced by the moon and the navy blue sky. We could see the beautiful scenery from where we were standing, the lights from the buildings and houses were now on, illuminating the city and making it a spectacular view.

   "Down there." The man grabbed my shoulder and made me turn right to where a path slightly concealed by untrimmed bushes were. I had been there moments before I regrouped with Ian earlier.

   "I know where it is, asshole." I sighed, taking the lead down the hill.

We went halfway down and stopped there, right behind the first 'O' of the large Hollywood sign. There it was, hidden behind tall bushes, a small cave big enough for a bear cub to go through, a person would fit inside if they got down on all fours.

   The man handed me a flashlight, "You first." before pushing me towards the entrance. I ducked and crawled inside the dark cave, turning on my flashlight to light the way. My hat grazed some of the soil from the sides of the small entrance.

    "Hey, Anthony!" Ian's voice came from outside, echoing in the cave.

    "What?" I turned my head to the opening and saw him looking at me.

   "I thought you said the entrance was behind the word 'WOOD'?" He asked.

   "Damn it." I pounded my fist on the ground and looked back into the deep dark place.

   Only to come face to face with an intimidated cobra.

   I screamed, "WRONG HOLE! WRONG HOLE!" I jolted backwards, almost being bitten by the snake when it struck. I started moving back, and what made it even scarier was that it began chasing me.