Nemesis: Bano
Bano stared at his computer screen; three things were running: Aim, OpenOffice, and Youtube. AIM flashed and showed him that he had a new message from YuriishiYhun. Next to her name was Mestup2000miles, who had AIMed not too long ago with a smilie face. Next to that was Quater200 and Bano's brother, who was away from his computer and in their dad’s room talking about a television show.
Bano looked around to see a few empty soda cans next to his keyboard and a bag of Ramen that he had planned to cook hours ago but was to lazy to find the time to get up and do it. Finally, he became thirsty enough to motivate him to move. He pushed himself up out of his rocking chair that did not really pass for a computer chair, forgetting the bag of Ramen. He went into his dad’s room and grabbed the car keys. “The drinks are still in the back of the car, right?” He asked.
“Yup,” he heard from the room that he had already left, not really waiting for the answer. He left his shoes thinking it would not hurt; he made this journey every night this way. The only problem was that it had been raining all day. He took a moment to think it over. “It’s alright; mud won’t kill you after all.”
Popping the trunk of the car with the button on the keys, he jumped down the stairs of his porch into the mud. He put the keys in his pocket and lifted the trunk of the middle of three cars, holding it open due to it being broken for the past few months.
“Something is not right here,” Bano thought as he looked in the trunk.
“I don't recall us having a blue spinning vortex of death in our car,” he commented. “That’s new” He stared into the trunk with a dull look on his face.
Suddenly a man popped out of the vortex; still half in and half out he pointed at Bano. “Yeah! Got you! We found the Dr. Pepper in here and waited for you to come get it!” he yelled.
“We?” Bano said, letting go of the trunk door. It fell right on top of the man with a loud bump. Bano backed up a few steps and the door lifted up again, two men stepping out. The first was rubbing a bump on his head.
“You're going to pay for that,” he said.
“Who are you?” Bano asked, thinking about bending over and picking up all the rocks he could to throw at them.
“DF!” said the one with the bump.
“Shugo,” said the other. “We are here to take you back to our world. Don't fight; I have a date soon.”
“When did you get a date?” DF asked him with a snort.
“Well...I'm going to! When I tell her how my mom and dad hate me; chicks dig that.”
“Right...” Bano commented. “Look, I just want my Dr. Pepper.”
In a blur, Shugo and DF had grabbed him. “All the Dr. Pepper you want in there, boy,” they said, throwing him into the vortex. They leapt in after him, all disappearing in a blur of lights and sounds. |