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<blockquote data-quote="mrman226" data-source="post: 219067" data-attributes="member: 656"><p>Chapter 16</p><p></p><p> Getting Mark to join us was a major benefit! He hauled as much stuff in one trip as 15 squirrels do in three trips! I had implanted a chip in his nervous system that translated the squirrel language into human language, so he could understand us. The only problem was we had to fly all the way over to his apartment to get help from him. So, we didn’t try to rely on him too much. Suddenly, while I was devising an ultimate explosive devise, Jang skipped in (is that even possible?) the room singing. He was distracting my work, so I sucker punched him in the stomach. Jang doubled over groaning, and I sucker punched him twice more. He staggered out of the room groaning, and I was able to continue my work. Suddenly, Quib came in. I looked back and saw him not wearing a mask. Quite a rare sight, I must say. “Yes Quib, what do you want?” “Mark helped us find blueprints to a hardware store!” I immediately dropped the blowtorch I was holding and gasped. </p><p> “Wh-Wha-What?” Quib giggled in delight. </p><p> “They have 50 different types of duct tape, huge sheets of wood, metal, saws, and a whole bunch of other things!” I started dancing around in glee. I leapt from the room and started loading up. Quib looked at me quizzically. </p><p> “Uhh, sir?” I glanced at him, but didn’t really notice the look of surprise on his face. </p><p> “Pack light. Get the Chinook loaded; I want good, strong squirrels! Equip light weapons, and put on your stealth gear!” Quib nodded and ran out of the room.</p><p>-----------------------------------------------------------0--------0--------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p> I manned the scanner of the repaired Chinook. With a small silent whoosh, the blades started. Avill would have joined us, but he could not fit inside the Chinook with all the squirrels in there too. He was more of a fighter. The Chinook finally took off, and we flew into the dark. You may wonder when did the Chinook get a scanner? (What ever a scanner even is.) Well, we actually transformed the Chinook into a stealth vehicle. The scanner replaced the turret, and it was heat vision. It could see at a range of 500 feet before things started to get blurry and unfocused. The Chinook was painted dark black, and we had equipped it with a stealth suit. It was the best stealth vehicle ever! When we finally got to the roof, everyone had equipped stealth suits (You sure do like saying stealth! Shut up.) And were all carrying handguns. The loading bay lowered, and one by one, we filed out in deadly silence. Suddenly, Quib pointed at a locked trapdoor. </p><p> “Guess we found our way in. But it’s locked!” I smiled and patted his back. “Don’t worry Quib, I always come prepared!” </p><p> I pulled out a laser knife (yes a laser knife. Like in Star Wars. It took me forever to make it, but I did.) The shining green blade slowly cut the lock in half, and the pieces jingled on the floor. With a group effort, we lifted the trap door, and started to scamper down the wall. (Hey, we are squirrels remember?) I spread my arms out, and leapt, slowly gliding in the stuffy air. I landed two centimeters away from a deadly looking buzz saw, but I also saw two pieces of neatly cut wood. Quib materialized next to me. </p><p> “Phew sir, that was close! A centimeter closer and you would have been squirrel anatomy!” I picked myself up and looked at him. </p><p> “Yeah, you’re right. I am definitely not going to attempt to glide with out any wind.” Suddenly, we heard a voice over the intercom. (Not the building one. The one in our headsets)</p><p> “Uh, guys a little heads up. I’ve been scanning the building, and we have four human guards in a certain room. It looks like their sleeping; so just don’t make too much noise. I also found a large group of squirrels hidden in the walls, and they don’t look too friendly. So be on guard!” I pressed my headset and responded. </p><p> “Thanks for the information Aki.” I suddenly saw a group of squirrels carrying a large plank of wood, and they did not look friendly. “Heads up Quib. Seems like we found our squirrels!” Quib drew his pistol and got into battle stance. “Should we attack sir?” I quickly calculated the odds of survival. With just us two, it didn’t look too good. “No. But I still want to track them. See where they are going. I am going to create a diversion to expose those squirrels hiding place. Quib turned on his suit and started to follow them, and I turned my goggles onto heat vision. </p><p> “This is going to be good…”</p><p></p><p> “Are we there yet already?” Nov yelled. We had hijacked a remote control car and were driving it to the guard’s room. We finally reached it, and I hopped through the open door. “Are they sleeping?” Nov asked. </p><p> “Yeah. Now all we have to do is set up a scene for later purposes. Do you have the cigarettes? </p><p> “Yeah. I also have the lighter, and the alcohol.” I giggled mischievously. I picked up the beer cans and started pouring them into each of the guard’s mouth, making them drunk. I also didn’t do it neatly. We carefully laid the empty cans all over the room. Then we burnt the cigarettes until they were stubs, and littered them all over the place. Finally, with our last cigarette we used a match on the ground and lit it. Then, we dropped the cigarette on the ground and ran, because while it was lit, and a fire slowly started.</p><p> “Okay, lets get out of here!” We ran until we reached the Chinook, where the supplies were waiting with the squirrels. Aki walked up and grinned. “I assume you broke every single one of those rules that we found.” I looked sheepish.</p><p></p><p> “No, we only broke the rules about no smoking, no drinking, and no fires inside the building. You know, the ones that can get you sued for like, a month each.”</p><p> “What about the hostile squirrels?”</p><p> “Oh, they’re completely oblivious to the fact that their fortress is going to be burned to the ground.” </p><p> “Okay…do you know how creepy you can be sometimes?” </p><p> “Yeah. I know.”</p><p></p><p>Chapter 17</p><p></p><p> I decided to take one of my contracted three-breaks-a-year and I went back to visit my cousins back at the barn, and, of course, my mother. She may be my mother, but I dearly, dearly hate her. There of course were many discussions about my name, being “uncalled for”. We all got drunk on maple syrup and began our own little fights, the champion to get another maple syrup jug. Owl Easter is tomorrow, and today, I was setting up the fake squirrels for the hunt (it’s like an Easter egg hunt) then I had the job of writing down the positions, and then setting it up again tomorrow, and hoping no-one sees where they are. </p><p>_____________________________________________________________________________</p><p></p><p>Today is the squirrel-hunt. Once everyone woke up, I had to corral them into a glob, so no-one got a head start. It is not as easy as it sounds, especially if you’ve been up since 4:00 in the morning setting up fake dead-looking squirrels. Only the children of the barn could participate, and the parents were only allowed to give encouragement. Hoot, Toot, Moot, Barney, Loot, and Coot were at the starting line, and took off as soon as I said “two”. Barney and Coot were the favorites, and sure enough, at half time they were both tied for the lead at 6 squirrels each, Hoot had 3, Toot had 1, Moot had 2, and Loot had 1. Coot said he had almost caught a live squirrel, but we knew he was just trying to intimidate the rest of the Owlets with his MAD SKILLZ. The second fifteen minute half of the Easter egg hunt had begun. I immediately saw a little squirrel body flicker on the beam. Being allies with a squirrel group, I did not point him out to the owls right away, fearing he might be one of them. Suddenly I heard a squawk from up on the rafters of the barn; this could only be the squeal of an owl finding the golden squirrel, or an owl in horrible, horrible pain. Figuring that it was only the golden squirrel, I went back to chatting with the parents, and making sure that they did not cheat. After almost five minutes of just sitting on the wood-carved sitting pole, I instantly realized that I didn’t hide any squirrels on the rafters because the parents agreed that that was too high for the owlets to fly. Suddenly, I saw a very small thing flying down from the rafters. It wasn’t an owl, but it could fly, or at least glide. </p><p> “CHITTER!” I gasped. It sounded exactly like Tam. Except that I knew Tam was back at the Lazurillo base (Lazulai and Narillo) staying low until I came back.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="mrman226, post: 219067, member: 656"] Chapter 16 Getting Mark to join us was a major benefit! He hauled as much stuff in one trip as 15 squirrels do in three trips! I had implanted a chip in his nervous system that translated the squirrel language into human language, so he could understand us. The only problem was we had to fly all the way over to his apartment to get help from him. So, we didn’t try to rely on him too much. Suddenly, while I was devising an ultimate explosive devise, Jang skipped in (is that even possible?) the room singing. He was distracting my work, so I sucker punched him in the stomach. Jang doubled over groaning, and I sucker punched him twice more. He staggered out of the room groaning, and I was able to continue my work. Suddenly, Quib came in. I looked back and saw him not wearing a mask. Quite a rare sight, I must say. “Yes Quib, what do you want?” “Mark helped us find blueprints to a hardware store!” I immediately dropped the blowtorch I was holding and gasped. “Wh-Wha-What?” Quib giggled in delight. “They have 50 different types of duct tape, huge sheets of wood, metal, saws, and a whole bunch of other things!” I started dancing around in glee. I leapt from the room and started loading up. Quib looked at me quizzically. “Uhh, sir?” I glanced at him, but didn’t really notice the look of surprise on his face. “Pack light. Get the Chinook loaded; I want good, strong squirrels! Equip light weapons, and put on your stealth gear!” Quib nodded and ran out of the room. -----------------------------------------------------------0--------0-------------------------------------------------------------- I manned the scanner of the repaired Chinook. With a small silent whoosh, the blades started. Avill would have joined us, but he could not fit inside the Chinook with all the squirrels in there too. He was more of a fighter. The Chinook finally took off, and we flew into the dark. You may wonder when did the Chinook get a scanner? (What ever a scanner even is.) Well, we actually transformed the Chinook into a stealth vehicle. The scanner replaced the turret, and it was heat vision. It could see at a range of 500 feet before things started to get blurry and unfocused. The Chinook was painted dark black, and we had equipped it with a stealth suit. It was the best stealth vehicle ever! When we finally got to the roof, everyone had equipped stealth suits (You sure do like saying stealth! Shut up.) And were all carrying handguns. The loading bay lowered, and one by one, we filed out in deadly silence. Suddenly, Quib pointed at a locked trapdoor. “Guess we found our way in. But it’s locked!” I smiled and patted his back. “Don’t worry Quib, I always come prepared!” I pulled out a laser knife (yes a laser knife. Like in Star Wars. It took me forever to make it, but I did.) The shining green blade slowly cut the lock in half, and the pieces jingled on the floor. With a group effort, we lifted the trap door, and started to scamper down the wall. (Hey, we are squirrels remember?) I spread my arms out, and leapt, slowly gliding in the stuffy air. I landed two centimeters away from a deadly looking buzz saw, but I also saw two pieces of neatly cut wood. Quib materialized next to me. “Phew sir, that was close! A centimeter closer and you would have been squirrel anatomy!” I picked myself up and looked at him. “Yeah, you’re right. I am definitely not going to attempt to glide with out any wind.” Suddenly, we heard a voice over the intercom. (Not the building one. The one in our headsets) “Uh, guys a little heads up. I’ve been scanning the building, and we have four human guards in a certain room. It looks like their sleeping; so just don’t make too much noise. I also found a large group of squirrels hidden in the walls, and they don’t look too friendly. So be on guard!” I pressed my headset and responded. “Thanks for the information Aki.” I suddenly saw a group of squirrels carrying a large plank of wood, and they did not look friendly. “Heads up Quib. Seems like we found our squirrels!” Quib drew his pistol and got into battle stance. “Should we attack sir?” I quickly calculated the odds of survival. With just us two, it didn’t look too good. “No. But I still want to track them. See where they are going. I am going to create a diversion to expose those squirrels hiding place. Quib turned on his suit and started to follow them, and I turned my goggles onto heat vision. “This is going to be good…” “Are we there yet already?” Nov yelled. We had hijacked a remote control car and were driving it to the guard’s room. We finally reached it, and I hopped through the open door. “Are they sleeping?” Nov asked. “Yeah. Now all we have to do is set up a scene for later purposes. Do you have the cigarettes? “Yeah. I also have the lighter, and the alcohol.” I giggled mischievously. I picked up the beer cans and started pouring them into each of the guard’s mouth, making them drunk. I also didn’t do it neatly. We carefully laid the empty cans all over the room. Then we burnt the cigarettes until they were stubs, and littered them all over the place. Finally, with our last cigarette we used a match on the ground and lit it. Then, we dropped the cigarette on the ground and ran, because while it was lit, and a fire slowly started. “Okay, lets get out of here!” We ran until we reached the Chinook, where the supplies were waiting with the squirrels. Aki walked up and grinned. “I assume you broke every single one of those rules that we found.” I looked sheepish. “No, we only broke the rules about no smoking, no drinking, and no fires inside the building. You know, the ones that can get you sued for like, a month each.” “What about the hostile squirrels?” “Oh, they’re completely oblivious to the fact that their fortress is going to be burned to the ground.” “Okay…do you know how creepy you can be sometimes?” “Yeah. I know.” Chapter 17 I decided to take one of my contracted three-breaks-a-year and I went back to visit my cousins back at the barn, and, of course, my mother. She may be my mother, but I dearly, dearly hate her. There of course were many discussions about my name, being “uncalled for”. We all got drunk on maple syrup and began our own little fights, the champion to get another maple syrup jug. Owl Easter is tomorrow, and today, I was setting up the fake squirrels for the hunt (it’s like an Easter egg hunt) then I had the job of writing down the positions, and then setting it up again tomorrow, and hoping no-one sees where they are. _____________________________________________________________________________ Today is the squirrel-hunt. Once everyone woke up, I had to corral them into a glob, so no-one got a head start. It is not as easy as it sounds, especially if you’ve been up since 4:00 in the morning setting up fake dead-looking squirrels. Only the children of the barn could participate, and the parents were only allowed to give encouragement. Hoot, Toot, Moot, Barney, Loot, and Coot were at the starting line, and took off as soon as I said “two”. Barney and Coot were the favorites, and sure enough, at half time they were both tied for the lead at 6 squirrels each, Hoot had 3, Toot had 1, Moot had 2, and Loot had 1. Coot said he had almost caught a live squirrel, but we knew he was just trying to intimidate the rest of the Owlets with his MAD SKILLZ. The second fifteen minute half of the Easter egg hunt had begun. I immediately saw a little squirrel body flicker on the beam. Being allies with a squirrel group, I did not point him out to the owls right away, fearing he might be one of them. Suddenly I heard a squawk from up on the rafters of the barn; this could only be the squeal of an owl finding the golden squirrel, or an owl in horrible, horrible pain. Figuring that it was only the golden squirrel, I went back to chatting with the parents, and making sure that they did not cheat. After almost five minutes of just sitting on the wood-carved sitting pole, I instantly realized that I didn’t hide any squirrels on the rafters because the parents agreed that that was too high for the owlets to fly. Suddenly, I saw a very small thing flying down from the rafters. It wasn’t an owl, but it could fly, or at least glide. “CHITTER!” I gasped. It sounded exactly like Tam. Except that I knew Tam was back at the Lazurillo base (Lazulai and Narillo) staying low until I came back. [/QUOTE]
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