Green Eggs and Ham Season Three: The Last Serving

Episode Twelve: The Key to Salvation(pt. 4)

*Hey guys, I'm sorry that this took so long to get published. This episode is finally over. YAY!! I'm supposed to publish this yesterday but for some reason, Wattpad decided to be glitchy yesterday. So, here you are with the brand new part of the episode. I will update Episode Thirteen when I got the time since I have school and all. This is published on August 25, 2020. If you like this part, don't be afraid to vote/comment in this section. It's greatly appreciated. Have a blessed day everyone. Oh, and the song used...well the music used is called "In My Daughter's Eyes" by Taraji P. Henson. Enjoy!*

McWinkle and Chad rushed towards the camp full of cultists and monkeys fighting Guy, Sam, and the other gang of monkeys that 'captured' Guy and Sam.

Chad watched the commotion going on with chattering teeth. "What are we going to do?!"

"You stay here! I'll help Guy and Sam!"

"WAIT--!"

McWinkle bolted into the battlefield to help Guy and Sam fight the cultists before Chad could say anything else.

Meanwhile, The Biologist noticed Sam about to be shot down by one of the cultists. He dropped Sam's red hat he's been holding for a while on the ground and snatched the cultist's wrist with his claw. The cultists glanced up just in time to notice the sawblade slicing through his skull. Blood splattering everywhere, freaking Sam out with his pupils shrunk in terror. However, he acknowledged the fact that he's lucky that it wasn't him getting cut by the Biologist. The cultist skull bled out into the dirt with a small bit of his pink brain showing. The Biologist turned to stare at Sam with his three green scope eyes.

"A̷r̷e̸ ̴y̴o̴u̶ ̷o̸k̶a̸y̵?̶" The Biologist checked on Sam, his voice a bit glitchy.

Sam nodded his head slightly due to shock. He quickly picked up his hat and put back on. Suddenly, the Biologist's mask began electrocuting his head, causing him to scream out in pain. Sam watched with horror as the Biologist collapsed on his knees.

"We need to retreat!" One of the cultists shouted as two of the cultists grabbed the Biologist's arms and pulled him away from Sam.

"Ṅ̵̨o̷̳͠!̸̬̭̏ ̸͙͛͌Ŷ̵͉̕ò̴̫̣͂u̴̪̬͂ ̴̺̌̒l̴͔̱͋͐i̶̩͘ě̵͚̕d̵̢̊͆ ̶̫͚͌t̸͚̗̆͠ò̵̲̙ ̴̼̩̾̊m̷̨̭̍̈́ḙ̶͈̀!̸͉̀̂ ̴̞̆Ĥ̵͇̳̈́ě̷̥ ̷̥̪̿i̷̢̍̐ś̷̝̰ ̶̗̮̾ā̶͚ḻ̵͔̉i̸̻͌͝v̵͙͖̔̊e̶̩̕!̶̱͌́͜ ̶͓̼̍H̸̠̭͝e̷͓͆ ̸̪͋̌i̴̜̻̽̀ş̴̫͌ ̴͉́̿a̶̜̓ĺ̶͕i̷̱̹̐v̴̡̝̔ȩ̴͙̾!̸̦̪͒̑!̴̰̥̌̂!̶̜̚" The Biologist sputtered while suffocating in his mask. The cultists dragged him towards the black vehicles that swooped in during the fight. They threw the Biologist at the back of the truck and locked it. Sam heard banging and crying from the Biologist inside of the truck as the cultists quickly got into the trucks and drove away from the camp, leaving only the purple monkeys to fight them.

The familiar chickeraffe scurried through the camp, gobbling like a panicked chicken running for its life. Sam noticed this with a big childish grin on his face.

"Mr. Jenkins!" Sam called as the chickeraffe switched his gaze on his old friend and happily scampered towards him. The animal tackled Sam with a big smile on his beak, licking Sam's face to show delight in seeing him.

Sam giggled at Mr. Jenkins while being licked on the face. "I'm happy to see you too, pal!"

McWinkle joined in fighting the monkeys and throwing them away from Sam and Guy. He was soon joined by three other 'monkeys' as they took off their disguises to reveal The Grinch, The Lorax, and Gabriella.

McWinkle had his eyes widened in shock. "What the--?!"

"No time to explain!" The Lorax shouted as he used his powers to push the monkeys away from them.