„Hello, this is Vantami speaking"
"Vantami, thank God! This is Goldy. We need your help immediately."
"What is it, bro?"
"I'm here with Froggy, we have a malnutritioned man on the back seat of his car, he needs treatment but we can't return to the city for certain.. reasons. We need you to give us shelter, you live outside Cufthill if I recall correctly, no?"
"That's true, mate, but what are my parents going to say? They hate me already for the last pop quiz in German, that stupid prick Bukky!"
"We NEED you. Only with YOUR help we will be able to do something to free the IIIrd LO."
"Alright, I guess I could hide you in the cellar like a Jewish family, but you have to leave before my parents get up and start sniffing around. In other words, I can only help you stay for the night"
"Hmm, sounds reasonable. We'll be there shortly, the sun is setting already."
"Don't be late, I can't be awake after 9PM."
"Sure, seeya.""We'll need to get moving, Ted. Every second matters now." - Goldy said.
"Alright. Let's hope Bukky's thugs won't catch us now. Let's get moving. You navigate." - Froggy got into the car without further ado, and so did his former student.
They drove for several minutes and finally found Vantami's house in the humble village of Skshyshoof. Radiation could be felt in the air and the smell was somewhat unpleasant, but our heroes had to carry on. They took Fishy out of the car and met with Vantami just outside his garage. After a brief greeting, they took Fishy to the cellar. The living conditions were quite okay, not too cold, for a cellar of course. Goldy's classmate brought some tea. His parents were upstairs already, fast asleep. Goldy gave Fishy a few 'Space Cookies', which they found along the guns two episodes ago. He chewed slowly, but as soon as he felt the THC in the food, his skin started losing the pale color, and the long gone, mischievous spark of energy has returned to his eye. Despite looking like a skeleton, he quickly became curious on how did he even end up here. Goldy and Froggy engaged in a long conversation of Bukky's betrayal, the situation in the IIIrd LO and their situation in particular. While talking, they witnessed the typical „concerned-but-not-really" grin return back to our favorite headmaster's face.
"So, this silly imposter thinks he can imprison me, take over my school and smoke my weed? If that's so, he better thinks about the garden shears I'm going to personally shove up his rectum! As soon as I get some more of that good stuff you guys brought, we can start working to retake the LO." - Fishy spoke in sentences that made sense for the first time in days.
"But how are we going to pull the plan off? The city is full of Bukky's patrolling thugs, who wait just for your arrival, to imprison you again." - Goldy said.
"The last time they caught me, they had to single me out, jam my gun, corner me and tie me up. I won't let this happen again. I'm not afraid of the wannabes who drive around the city. We can make them eat our dust, with you under my command."
Froggy and Goldy looked at each other. They knew Fishy was going to lead them as soon as he recovers and won't stop until the IIIrd LO is his again. For just a second they were not sure if they made a good choice between the bad and the worse. But then they remembered that they need to get back their family and job respectively.
"Anything else you got there, my underlings?" - At that point, Fishy was probably back to normal in the mental aspect.
"We have two guns, with a few bullets in each one, a few more space cookies and this hideout, graciously provided by one of your students. We'll have to leave before the morning, though. We don't want to be asked unnecessary questions by the boy's parents."
"Well, I knew you two would fuck up, but to fail so hard? Pfft. I'm tired now. Let's get some well-earned sleep, tomorrow we'll victoriously march into the IIIrd LO and retake what is rightfully ours."
Our heroes went to sleep on blankets provided kindly by Vantami. The next day, shortly before the sunrise, they were woken up by their host.
"Quick, my parents' alarm clock is going off in a few minutes! Leave the house now, please."
Froggy and Goldy got up relatively quickly. Fishy was deep in his sleep. He woke up even faster though, as soon as he smelled the space cookie that Goldy took out in hopes of waking his headmaster up.
"Time to go, sir. My car is parked outside." -Froggy said.
"One moment. We have to reward our host properly." - Fishy turned to Vantami - "I have to thank you so much, young man. You played a role in making your school great again. I might even free you from your slavery one day. See you at school, Tavnami."
The alarm clock went off upstairs. Loud yawns could be heard. The student was clearly more and more nervous. He wanted to finish his conversation though.
"My name is Vantami.."
"Whatever, Mavnati. Time is short. Stay strong." - Fishy snuck out of the house, so did his sidekicks.
They drove to the forest near Skshyshoof.
"Stop here." - Fishy sensed something in the air.
"Why though?"
"Let's pretend I didn't hear that. Stop NAO."
Froggy stopped the car. It was eerily quiet. The forest was looking like all the forests in autumn. Yet Fishy was walking around, as if he had sensed something. After a few minutes, he interrupted Goldy and Froggy, who started playing cards out of boredom.
"Behold! The infamous Death Cap Mushroom! This will fuck anyone up. Tastiest mushy the world has ever seen. And with the most positive imaginable effect. Who wouldn't want to die?"
"THIS is why you brought us here?" - Goldy asked.
"Not only this, you snot. It's also a great place to discuss our plan without worrying about Bukky sniffing around. Skshyshoof was by no means safe. So, while we're at it; how exactly are we going to defeat Bukky?"
"Our plan was to rescue you, so that you retake the LO. We kind of left this part of the plan to you." - Froggy explained.
"Oh yes? Then I'm going to show you, what I'm MADE OF." - said Fishy with a grim facial expression.
YOU ARE READING
Fishy's Adventures
Ficción GeneralHere you are, in front of the work of nearly three years of my life. To put it in the fewest words possible: this is a story about a Math teacher who is addicted to marijuana. In the thirty chapters of the story, I pit him against the most ridiculou...