Chapter 9 Untitled Action/Mystery/Romantic/Comedy/Adventure/ Story: What’s your IQ?
At ‘The Local Market’
“I told ya,” Boozin Bob insested to the local cop from Bigsville, that the Sheriff was blown away right here.
“Okay then, there should then be a body, then you think?” Replied Officer Midet.
“Wait a Minute officer Midet. We all saw him get blown away”.
“Then where’s the Body,” asked the cop? The small group of Hushville citizens just looked in silence.
Somewhere else.
The IQ Master sat in his secret underground bunker. It had been three months since they had been killed. They might be actually be dead. If he got his hands on them before he killed them. At this point Agent IQ 2 came in the room.
" I hope that you have something to tell me"????? " shouted the IQ master.
“Yes sir, Indeedy-doodily I do. You won't believe what the top box office draw was this week... The IQ Master gave Agent IQ 2 a dirty look. “We have information about a lot of people on our want to find list."
"WELL, are you going to tell me or do I have to guess"?
"Did you want to guess??? Just kidding" IQ 2 squealed as The IQ Master raised his fist to smack some scene into that smart mouth of his. "You silly goose! You are a picture and a half. It’s a corker of a case. Absitively nutariono. We here at the IQ agency have found out...". Before IQ 2 could finish his sentence,
"Do you know why I have you cover that puny little sector of the map agent IQ 2?" asked the IQ master in a concerned voice.
"Well because.." returned IQ 2,
"Shut up, I am speaking rhetorically, the only reason your even in the agency is because your father saved my butt in the war. Now when a new guy comes in he must be put to the test to see what he can or can't do. You’ve worked here 10 years and your still taking your test. It’s about time to put down your pencil. You are to solve these mystery killings in ahhh well what ever the heck its called to prove yourself and I don't want to see you back here until you do. You are to be like agent 86 in “Get Bright, Get Intelligent, or what ever the heck they call that TV show and when I think you're ready I'll call you back for further assignments. Now, good luck and may the force( that is the IQ secret force network) be with you.
“It’s kinna a fozzy of a bear of a problem, don’t you think you should send someone else who has a bit more ....
“GET OUT OF HERE AND DO THE JOB NNNNNNOWWWW MISTER~ ~ ~".
“Anyhoo I gues I’d better skidaddle.“ So Iq 2 was given a false name and put on a plane to Hushville, or whatever the heck it's called.
Meanwhile in a small cabin in the woods right outside of , Hushville Daisy Junkin woke up to find she wasn’t really being chased by a gang of Kangaroos with M-16s but in reality was staring at her screen savor on her computer. She had fallen asleep and had a nightmare. If only she had put on the screen savor with the flying toasters instead of the kangaroo one. She sat up from her lab top computer and thought "What am I going to do, I've got to help Manual. He can’t handle it all by himself. He needed extra help to cover a story about an overdue parking ticket by Old Man Silva. He’s not fit to handle a murder case. Plus It's the only way to come clean... to start over. And besides he's kinda cute.”
As Manuel was trying to figure out what to do next he decided a walk might help. He drove to Bigsville. He found himself near a comic book store and saw something that stood out in the window, he saw a comic called "Detective Comics" ."That’s it “ he screamed ”that’s it ’ He got into his car and drove to Hushville, and into Chapter 10
Monday, May 23, 2011
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