06-06-2018, 11:21 PM
"What we-Bill, the thing we came to clear out was those goblins, ya, ya Froot Loop dingus!"
"Oh...Oh. Sorry," Bill sheepishly replied. He walked back into the van and the spider leapt into his arms. "Hey buddy," he said cheerfully. Bob walked in and stretched, getting ready to start driving again.
"Oh yeah, and Bill. Good job out there! Ya really showed yer uh, fighting spirit!" Bob spoke as he sat down at the controls.
"My what?" Bob ignored his question. Bill sat down at his side and began to accelerate. For a long period of time, they moved steadily and oddly without any disturbances. That is, until a rumble echoed through the van.
"Eek!" Bill shrieked.
"Relax! That was just eh, the ole' stomach here. Press the rations button, will ya?"
"B..but sir-"
"Oh yeah, colourblind. I'll get it." Bob reached over and pressed the rationsnbutton, causing a hole in the dashboard to dispense a cold hotdog.
"Ah, just like Ma used to make!" Bob ate the hot dog slowly, taking in every bite.
"Bob, look up!" Bob did look up, and what he saw wasn't good. They were rapidly approaching a cliff.
"Nani?!" Bob quickly geared into action. He gripped the steering wheel firmly and flipped a saitch, causing a ramp to slide out from under the car. "Bill, faster!"
Bill pushed the speed lever forward as far as it would go, and they flew towards the ramp-causing their spider to likewise fly, but for the spider, into their windshield. They hit the ramp going fast, and soared off of it.
"Bill-brace yerself! We're going down!"
"Oh...Oh. Sorry," Bill sheepishly replied. He walked back into the van and the spider leapt into his arms. "Hey buddy," he said cheerfully. Bob walked in and stretched, getting ready to start driving again.
"Oh yeah, and Bill. Good job out there! Ya really showed yer uh, fighting spirit!" Bob spoke as he sat down at the controls.
"My what?" Bob ignored his question. Bill sat down at his side and began to accelerate. For a long period of time, they moved steadily and oddly without any disturbances. That is, until a rumble echoed through the van.
"Eek!" Bill shrieked.
"Relax! That was just eh, the ole' stomach here. Press the rations button, will ya?"
"B..but sir-"
"Oh yeah, colourblind. I'll get it." Bob reached over and pressed the rationsnbutton, causing a hole in the dashboard to dispense a cold hotdog.
"Ah, just like Ma used to make!" Bob ate the hot dog slowly, taking in every bite.
"Bob, look up!" Bob did look up, and what he saw wasn't good. They were rapidly approaching a cliff.
"Nani?!" Bob quickly geared into action. He gripped the steering wheel firmly and flipped a saitch, causing a ramp to slide out from under the car. "Bill, faster!"
Bill pushed the speed lever forward as far as it would go, and they flew towards the ramp-causing their spider to likewise fly, but for the spider, into their windshield. They hit the ramp going fast, and soared off of it.
"Bill-brace yerself! We're going down!"