Flames's POV
I was so excited for some reason. I got my air guitar out, had awesome music in the background.
Life was good!Suddenly, I get a call and my empty wall reveals a secret screen. A lady appears on it.
It was Miss. Thompson.
But I was having too much fun to notice her.
"Mr. Pond." she said, unaware of my headphones.
"Mr. Pond?"
I was still not paying attention.
This seemed to annoy Miss. Thompson.
"MR. POND!!!"
I had just spun in a circle when I saw Miss. Thompson's mad face.
I quickly turn the speakers off, drop my air guitar, and take my headphones off.
"This is agent Pond here. Speak." I say.
Miss. Thompson sighed. "Very well. Do you remember the Fuzzy Guy?"
I cringe at the name. I can still hear his maniacal laugh in my head. Sometimes, he just creeps me out all together. "Yes. I do. I still hate him. But he's locked up in jail!"
I took a sip of Coke.
"Well, unfortunately for you, Mr. Pond, the Fuzzy Guy escaped this morning."
I spit out the Coke in shock.
"Wait, what?!""Yes. It appears that his henchmen came and broke him out of prison."
"Stupid henchmen..." I mutter.
"Alright. What do you want me to do?"
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Flames Pond and the Princess: The Return of Fuzzy Guy
FanfictionMeet Flames Pond, a secret agent working to fight against a yellow fluffy alien by the name of... Fuzzy Guy. Thinking he put Fuzzy Guy in jail, Flames has been out and about. Until one day, Flames rescues the beautiful Princess Lucy Rose, who's home...