TOO TOONEY

CHAPTER 21 THE MEETING

Unknown Location. Wednesday, September 1st, 3127. 10:53PM.

Meanwhile, somewhere underground and far from Empire City, and not too long before The Commander and Co. ended up in their current predicament, Slappy, Chucky, Douche, Plankton and Jigsaw were all sitting down at a round, gray, metal table and in a underground room that was illuminated with a few bright, fluorescent lights that hung from the ceiling above them. The looks on all their faces were a mix of angry and serious and they were not there to socialize with one another either!

For a couple minutes, no one said anything and the whole room was completely silent. This didn't last much longer when suddenly, Douche banged one of his new, robotic body's powerful, metallic fists against the table before he angrily spoke, "Yo, J.J. or Jiggy or whatever your fucking name is, are you gonna tell us what about this plan to help us take down The Emperor that you mentioned when you told us all to come here or what!?"

"The talking tin can over there is right, Jiggles!" Chucky agreed. "One of my other Chucky doll look-alikes is running The Toy Kingdom in my place and me and Slappy have already been gone for awhile now! Sooner or later, The Empire will want to see me, the real me and my stupid, wooden co-ruler 'Dumb-Dumb' right next to me again!"

Douche and Slappy were insulted by Chucky's rude remarks about them and wanted to tear him to shreds, but as annoyed and infuriated as they were, they were much more interested in getting down to business and like Chucky said, they couldn't be gone for too long without making themselves look suspicious in the eyes of The Empire! And right now, that was one of the last things that they needed!

Jigsaw, the one who had asked Chucky, Slappy, Douche and Plankton to come to his own secret hideout that even The Emperor himself didn't know about, sat straight up in his chair with a calm, but serious expression on his face and replied, "Silence, all of you! I can assure you that this little, private meeting that I've arranged and requested you all to attend will not be a waste of your so precious time!"

"For your sake, it better not!" Slappy warned.

"Then, let's get down to business, shall we?" Jigsaw answered. "We may not exactly see eye-to-eye with one another and under any other circumstance, we would be enemies, yet we all also have a common interest and a common enemy! And that common interest and enemy is The Emperor! Am I right?"

"Oh, whoop-de-doo! Mr. Sherlock Holmes just stated the obvious and told us something that we already know and blah, blah, blah!" Plankton shouted with anger and disinterest in his voice. "If that's it, I'm leaving!"

Before Plankton, Chucky, Slappy and Douche could go anywhere, Jigsaw stood up and out of seat! "Sit back down! I'm about to get to the point of this whole meeeting!" Jigsaw ordered them.

Chucky, Slappy, Douche and Plankton slowly sat back down in their seats as they impatiently waited for what Jigsaw had to say next! "I know! I know! We all hate The Emperor and he considers us as nothing more than insignificant ants to him! We have all served him for many years and we have been granted certain privileges and even been given our own territory to govern! Yet, to him and The Empire, we are nothing more than pawns and like it or not, we all have been forced to obey and answer to him and his cronies every now and then! You can't stand it! I can't stand it! None of us can!" Jigsaw replied. "But, unfortunately, that's the least of all our problems now!"