Green Eggs and Ham Season Three: The Last Serving

Episode Nine: The Haunting Recognition(pt. 1)

*Hey guys! How are you all doing?! Good? Bored? Well, if you're bored, then I have just the episode for you all. It's not fully done but so far, you got a good chunk of it. This chapter will gear more towards Michael, Goat, Jean, and E.B--along with surprised guests. This is published on June 11, 2020. Hopefully, the next part will come out either today or tomorrow. If you guys are enjoying this part(s), please give it a vote and/or comment. That would be really appreciative. Thank you guys so much for taking the time to read this and have a blessed day! Enjoy!*

Goat and Michael roamed through the hallways of the strange place while E.B was waddling behind them. Her feet began to grow tired from walking aimlessly around the building for too long while she fixed her gaze down on the ground. Michael checked on her by looking over his shoulder and realized that she's dragging her feet.

"Getting tired of walking?" Michael asked gently with an arched brow.

E.B nodded her head slightly. "Yeah, a little."

Michael pondered for a moment. Then he knelt down on the cold ground with his arms behind his back for her to climb on. "Here, climb on."

"Wha-What?" E.B stuttered, her eyes widening.

"What? You never heard of a piggyback ride?"

"Yeah...but--won't I be too heavy?"

"Nah, it's fine. I carried heavier loads before," Michael explained with a small reassuring smile.

E.B smiled delightfully as she climbed onto Michael's back and had her legs rested on his shoulders. Michael held her ankles gently while standing back up. She held onto his head and rested her head on his.

Meanwhile, Goat noticed a room where those maniacs had their stuff and hid beside the doorway. He gave a quick peek to observe the room and saw that their weapons were looted from them.

He groaned irritably. "Darn you, people. Okay, Michael, we're gonna--"

Goat turned around to notice Michael giving E.B a piggyback ride. E.B waved her hand slightly to him while the fox had his brow raised.

"What? The child's feet are getting tired," Michael explained the situation defensively.

"I ain't judging," Goat responded with a small smirk cornered in his mouth. But the smirk faded away as he glanced back into the room. "They had our weapons. Since you got the kid on your back, you stay here and keep a close watch to make sure no one is roaming through the halls. I'll get the weapons."

"Okay...is there anyone guarding the room?" Michael whispered his question to Goat.

Goat took a peek again and then shifted his gaze back at Michael. "No, there's no one in there. It should be easy."

"They have cameras for each room," E.B informed softly. "So...please be careful."

"Got it, niña. I'll be right back," Goat responded with determination in his voice.

Goat immediately entered the room with a stride while Michael and E.B were looking around the hallway. When E.B glanced down the hallway behind them, she noticed someone with three green scopes. The light shined on the short person, who had a bloody lab coat and a huge gray mask that looked like the face of a monster.

E.B widened her eyes in pure horror. "Uh, Michael--"

Michael whipped his head down the hallway to the person, who had a saw blade on one hand and a claw on the other. He began to sweat from staring at the person standing idly in the hall. He slowly picked E.B off of his shoulders and placed her on the ground.