Saturday, March 20, 2010

PART XXX - JAIL BREAKS and FROSTED FLAKES

Raquel spent the night curled up in the corner across from Sven and his grunting bison. She kept her eyes closed, but the sounds invaded her thoughts and dreams. When she awoke, she was sore and stiff; so were her room mates.

It was still early in the morning and the sun hadn't risen yet. The cell was cold and clammy like the stares of the other inmates. She was scared, tired and somehow knew she just wanted to be in Moon Runner's arms.

The bison started grunting again and Raquel didn't want to know what Sven was doing in the shadows. A large puff of smoke exploded in the center of the cell and Raquel's eyes brightened with hope that Moon Runner had come to save her, but a bird emerged from the plume.

Phoenix looked at Raquel and then at the pair in the corner. "I don't want to know, do I?"

"I doubt it. What are you doing here?"

The Phoenix rolled his eyes. "Its a long story, and I'm hoping someone will tell it to me sometime."

Sven looked up and saw the Phoenix. "Hey, bird! Wanna make it a gleesome threesome?"

"What?"

Raquel said, "No, he doesn't."

"I don't?"

"No."

"Oh. Okay."

A violent buzzing noise interrupted their conversation. Dust filled the air, and a chainsaw erupted from the wall. It quickly drew a circle and the concrete fell out. Bob Villah strode in through the dust cloud. "And this is how we make a new entrance... Hey, why the hell am I in a prison?"

Phoenix turned to Raquel. "Who's that?"

"A frosted flake. Lets go while we can."

Raquel and Phoenix scurried out the hole while Sven and his bison crawled over Bob. Bob was screaming, "Hey! You can't do this! I'm on TV!" Bob pulled up the chainsaw and cut off the Bison's horns. Enraged, the bison thrust harder and suddenly Bob's mouth was full.

Bob knew he was in a pickle. Raising the chainsaw one more time, he shaved it's head clean off and repainted the cell a brilliant red. The bison slid off him and Sven started crying and holding the bison's tail.

Bob took off through his entrance as an alarm sounded. Rae Anne and Lola Fitz ran in and saw the carnage. Rae Anne turned to her partner and said, "Start the barbecue."

Raquel and Phoenix had made good time, and were two blocks away before the bird asked, "What the hell's going on?"

"I don't know."

"Where are we going?"

"Dunno."

"Well, stop and lets find out."

They stopped. "Okay, I'm open for suggestions."

"Well, is there anyone you want to see?"

"Yeah, but I don't know where he is."

"Alright, hop on my back. I keep bouncing around all over the place, and I could use someone to chat with. Maybe we'll bounce to this guy."

Raquel climbed onto Phoenix's back and they took off into a banana fudge time ripple.