SMOSH AGAINST TIME: The Epic Conclusion (Book Three)

Chapter Eleven - The Break In

I'm amazed that SMOSH against TIME lately have been getting an average of 100 reads per update. It's incredible! It's gonna beat Part 2 for sure! what's up with that?

UPDATE: It just beat part 2 and had beaten part 1

I sure hope Smosh sees this... XD

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Anthony Padildo

Half an hour had passed, we stayed in the alleyway waiting for the go signal as random situations flashed in my thoughts, almost all of them were 'what ifs': What if Charlie got caught or stuck in the pipes? What if the company knows of our break in? What if they did not make it to spot where we would be going through? What if I flirt with Ian's mom right now? That last one's a good idea.

I sat on top of a trash bin, dangling my feet a few inches from the ground and swinging them like what most people would do. Meanwhile, Connor was teaching Sgt. Anous some assassin moves but the police officer always failed hilariously in trying them and ManSpider laughed at his every goof. George Washington was left inside the van, feet up the table and hat on his face, taking a little nap while waiting for the six screens to go live as soon as Charlie does his task.

"What's taking them so long?" Link was walking in circles, anxious and nervous.

"Give them time." Ian's mom stopped the elf from walking by holding his shoulders, "Patience, Link. They can do this."

"It's just that I'm worried for the others." Link sighed.

"Don't worry, we will rescue them." I said, jumping down from the trash bin, "—there'll be back faster than you can say: 'Supercalifragilisticextrabootylicious.'"

Suddenly, a static noise came from the van's radio, startling everyone of us, "Anthony? Mom? Is anyone there? Come in?" Ian's distorted voice said and his tone gave me chills, like there's something wrong.

We scrambled back to the van to listen, "Ian! Ian! Everything alright?" I said to the radio.

"I-I dunno." His voice stuttered, making me worry even more.

"What's wrong?" I asked, our worst fear could be realized.

"I need your help, OH MY GOD NOOOOO!" Ian screamed accompanied by a series of growling noises and pleas for help, "HEEEELP!"

Everyone gasped and Ian's mom started crying as we heard the growls of their unknown attacker.

"IAN!" I could only hear his cries, "That's it! I'm going in there!" I picked up my lightsaber and a flashlight.

"Wait!" Ian's weak voice mumbled, stopping me in my tracks.

I went back to listen, "What is it, buddy?" I'm actually dying of nervousness right now.

"Bring... AMBERLAMPS, and a new pair of pants because Billy fell into a pile of shit." He said, followed by his and Billy's burst of laughter through the radio.

My jaw dropped, "You fucking bitch." I chuckled, "You had us worried!" I shook my head.

"GOT YA!" Billy spoke.

"So what's the status?" I asked and everyone listened carefully.

"Uh, Charlie was successful in his mission fifteen minutes ago? Didn't you see the monitors in the van go live?" My friend said.

I glanced at the monitors but there was no display, only static, "We can't see anything." I said.

"What? It's supposed to go live as soon as he plugged in the flash drive."