Unhinged // Lego City Adventures

Chapter Six: Bait

Clemmons was in an abandoned store. All the lights were off. He snuck around grabbing some cans off the shelf when he heard a loud crash.

     Clemmons jumped, then realized who caused the sound. "Bob! Be careful! We need to be discreet. We don't want Tippy to find us."

     Bob looked like he was carrying more cans then he could hold. "Sorry, I just want to make sure we have enough food for everyone. Going hungry would be the worst. We don't know exactly how long we'll be in hiding until the Tippy tracker is finished."

     Clemmons went over to Bob and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

     "I'm worried too." They stood there for a bit. Moments like these made it easier for Clemmons to forget just how terrible everything was.

     "We should get back. We don't want to be on the surface too long," Clemmons said.

     Clemmons went to a door in the store and opened it to the secret underground hatches. As soon as Clemmons emerged a crowd came over to him, just like always. It was like Clemmons was a famous actor at an autograph signing convention.

     "Clemmons, could you please get my son's twirly hat?"

     "Clemmons, we've been here two weeks! I need my TV! I'm so bored!"

     "Clemmons! I need you to get my reading glasses!"

     Dynamo Doug was also there. "I need my intense roller skates!"

     Clemmons looked at everyone, overwhelmed. Luckily the people no longer demanded to leave, but that didn't help their boredom. He wished he could get entertainment for them, but he couldn't get everything that everyone wanted. After everyone ganged up on him last week, they seemed to be nicer to him, at least. Maybe they pitied him, or maybe they just wanted to bribe him into getting their items for them. Even if they were being nicer, Clemmons still could do without the constant demands. After he went through all the effort of getting supplies, the people still swarmed him with requests, never seeming satisfied. Bob saw how stressed Clemmons was getting. He took over.

     "Everyone! Clemmons and I just got the essentials. It's up to you guys to entertain yourselves. Just talk to each other, that will be entertaining."

     The crowd let out a sound of annoyance and dispersed. Clemmons smiled at Bob. He had noticed that Bob was getting better at speaking up in front of the crowds, and he was glad Bob was overcoming his fear. He knew firsthand how hard that could be. The sound of a hatch opening got everyone's attention again. Duke emerged from the door and just as he did so, the crowd came and surrounded him.

     "When will we be getting out?"

     "What plan are you guys coming up with?"

     Gabby ToCamera came out with an empty can that she was pretending was a microphone.

"Do you guys even have a plan? Some say that a Tippy tracker is not possible."

     Duke ignored everyone and looked at Clemmons. "Clemmons, could I speak with you?"

     Clemmons squeezed his way through the crowd alongside Bob and followed Duke back through the hatch door. They closed the door behind them, cutting off the sounds of the crowd, making the room much quieter. Clemmons looked at the center of the room at a long table, where Freya, Mayor Fleck, Carol, Wheeler, and Harl already sat, waiting. Duke looked at Bob and Clemmons.

     "Bob, Clemmons please take a seat."

     Clemmons sat at the head of the table, with Bob and Freya next to him. In the middle of the table was Fleck and Carol. Duke sat at the other end of the table with Harl and Wheeler next to him. Duke was the first one to speak.