This is another short chapter. Enjoy. :P
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A couple bats hanging upside down up near the cat walk sensed Roger and Brian walking in and the closest one squeaked out an insult at the scarecrow.
"Fuck you too, Barry!" Roger says to him.
Barry the bat laughed at him and soon the others joined in as well, squeaking and squawking up a storm.
"You understand them?" Brian asks.
Roger nodded as they walked along the narrow cat walk until they reached where Frankie was hanging. Problem was, they couldn't reach him 'cuz he's too damn high up and even though Brian is tall, he wouldn't be able to reach him if he tried.
"What now?" Brian asks. "How do we reach him?"
The scarecrow thought for a moment until a literal light bulb appeared above his head with a ting noise and a collection of throwing knives appeared like magic in front of them.
"Ah, here we go," Roger says, handing the knives to Brian. "Try these."
"Ok then," the guitarist says.
Concentrating real hard, Brian threw the first knife and missed. The second and third one almost hit the pitchfork, causing it to jump away in fright.
"What the hell you trynna do?!" it screeches.
Then Roger took a shot with multiple throwing knives and the pitchforks eyes widened when one knife cut straight through the rope.
"This is gonna hurt," it whimpers.
And down he went, falling to the floor below with a thud where the paint-pot and paintbrush laughed at him.
Back up above, Roger and Brian noticed a ladder that hadn't been there before, along with the third badgers tail hanging next it. The guitarist took it, stuffing it into his pocket and they climbed down.
"What you do that for?" paint-pot asks the two men. "Dumb shits!"
"Yeah!" paintbrush agrees. "Ya dumb shits!"
"Why is it you have to repeat everything I say?" paint-pot asks him.
"I don't repeat everything you say. Do I?"
"Yes you do it a lot actually," Brian says to him.
Paintbrush looked up at the taller man. "Oh...sorry."
Frankie jumped over to Roger and Brian with a smile. "Why thank you, boys. I was hanging up there by my purty little neck."
"No problem, we were just glad to be of help," Brian says.
Roger threw a thumb over his shoulder. "Oi, what are we going to about this guy over here? He looks like trouble."
Brian and Frankie turned to see the giant haystack with arms jumping around.
"What do you wanna do about him?" Frankie asks him. "I'll do anything for you twos 'cuz yous is my bestest buddies in the whole wide world."
Paint-pot and paintbrush started laughing, and Brian who was having quite enough with them two, walked over and grabbed the paintbrush.
"Hey what the hell ya doing?" the brush screams.
"Shutting you up," Brian says, shoving him inside the paint-pot. "That's what I'm doing." He dusted off his hands with a smirk and went back over to Roger and Frankie. "So what exactly do you have in mind for that bloke over there?" Brian asks, gesturing to the evil looking haystack.
"Well now, just hop on my back here, and we is gonna go for a ride," Frankie says.
Brian giggled. "I'm afraid I'm a bit too tall for that. Any other ideas?"
The pitchfork thought for a moment. "Well you could pick me up and stick me right in that evil lookin' haystack."
"Sounds good to me," the guitarist says. "Come on, Rog."
The three of them headed towards the haystack, which growled at them as they approached and attempted to hit Roger and Brian with it's big ass hand. Brian dodged it's hit and grabbed the pitchfork, stabbing it in the back, and for some reason the haystack burst into flames. ('cuz yeah, video game logic I guess. XD)
The haystack let out an angry scream and waved it's arms around as it growled and chased after Roger and Brian before turning back around and jumping about, causing the ground to shake. They went in for a second attack which seemed to anger the evil haystack even more.
"Uh-oh," Brian says as it turns to glare at them with a big red robotic eye.
"Buff you, asshole," the flaming robotic haystack says.
"Hurry up and kill it!" Roger screeches.
Brian went in for another attack. "Roger, you could help too, you know?!"
The robot haystack screamed again and jumped in place with an angry look on it's face as the floor shook, and before Brian had a chance to get away, the floor broke open and down they went into an endless black hole. Brian, Frankie, and the robot haystack all screamed in terror as they plummeted downwards.
"Brian!" Roger screams down into the hole.
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