- Chapter 3 -
Dark Forces Regroup
©1999 Quizzard
With a startled croak, the not-so-beloved High Toad, whipped around and faced the open window.
"What?! Who? How? Guards!" bellowed the High Toad Cjoh over the squawking of his hi-tops. "How do you shut
these things up, Lawboy?!"
"Assassins! Protect the King!" roared Helpful Ted, the Leap Guard Commander as he leapt on the outraged
Monarch.
With swords drawn, the Royal Leap Guard surrounded the King and swept him from the room. When the raucus
din had subsided, the Ambassador sat down and put his head in his hands.
"Thank heavens! I finally got rid of that awful gasbag, and especially his horrid noise-maker shoes." fumed the
Ambassador. Thoughtfully, he raised his head and stared out into the garden. "Unbelievable. They kill half their
population, and they're still spoiling for a fight. Maybe I can use this...hmmmm...."
...Meanwhile, on the other side of the garden, a young hand-maid watches from the shadows, too horrified to move.
"Oh my goodness...such language! And about our King, no less! What horrid pond scum he must be...kinda cute,
though." breathed Mamie.
Shouts and banging surround the young maiden as soldiers scurry about, looking for the intruder. Lady Mamie
broke her stupor to point the soldiers toward the toadlet's path, but stopped. Wondering what could possibly be
wrong with her, she again stood silent as the soldiers passed...
...Back in the Ambassador's apartment, an evil gleam lit up Lawboy's face.
"Drkhrt! Get in here!" screamed the black-hearted representative of humanity.
"Yes, sir. What can I do for you today?" queried the instantly appearing aide.
"Communications with Earth are down. I need someone to take the ship back to Earth and find out where the
invasion force is."
"When shall I leave, sir?"
"Immediately! And send in that dim-witted communications expert. You know, the one who can't spell. I NEED to
talk to H.Q.!"
"Yes, sir, right away, sir. Will that be all, sir?"
"Are you still here? Why isn't Jaydogg here yet?"
Drkhrt scurried out into the hall muttering softly. "Now I'll have to find a more permanant way to disable the
communications..."