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pullsneedles"Oh, apparently Mr. Fassad is on his way here," said the Pigmask in the Thunder Tower to Lucas. "Commander! Weren't you with him?"
"This is bad," Lucas said to his group when they left the Pigmask to continue climbing the Thunder Tower. "If Fassad shows up, he'll recognize me for sure."
"Then we'll just have to finish getting information before that happens," Kumatora told him.
"And then what?"
"Well, we'll figure that out when we get there."
Lucas wasn't sure if he liked that idea. Not out of any kindness for Fassad but because he was probably promoted over the other Pigmasks for a reason. But he couldn't help but see some appeal in the notion.
They reach the big generator room and find a Pigmask dancing in front of a tank of giant catfish.
"BOO!! GWAAARGH!! BLAAAH!! ...They seem to have grown used to our scare tactics lately. They never get surprised anymore."
"This is the weirdest generator room I've ever seen," Lucas comments.
He had never seen a generator room before, of course, but he's confident that they're far more normal than this.
On their way up and out of the generator room, they see a lot of DCMC merchandise.
"I got a feeling that you need to get your shorts ready, Duster," Lucas said.
"We're not gonna let me live this down, are we?" Duster asked.
"No way," Kumatora said.
"Yo," said a blue Pork Trooper. "So you came all the way here to visit me, kiddos? You got the best of me last time only 'cause I was in my ordinary clothes..."
"So you're supposed to be blue?" Lucas asked.
"But now that I'm in my combat suit, it's 'Handle With Care' time!" the Pork Trooper continued with his boast.
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"Nwehehehehehehehehe!"
Lucas groaned in recognition of the laugh heard after the Pork Trooper's defeat.
"You may think you're a good impersonator, but you can't fool my eyes!"
"Fooled the others without even trying," Lucas told Fassad as he approached.
"You're the very definition of the phrase, 'Like a moron flying into a flame,' Lucas!" Fassad nweaseled.
Lucas looked to his friends for confirmation on whether that was an actual phrase or not. He was met with shrugs.
"The pain and woe I went through after that Drago sent me flying... I really must repay that favor in full. Nwehehehehehehehehe!!"
"Wasn't enough if you ask me," Kumatora muttered.
The four glanced at each other and the plan was automatically understood: make for the ladder!
"Do you honestly think you can escape?!" Fassad called to their backs. "Nwehehehehehehehehe...!"
At the roof of the Thunder Tower, below the dizzyingly high platforms built on top, the group ditched their disguises.
"...Whew," Duster said, wiping his brow with the back of his hand. "That's better. Much easier to move around now."
"Oh, but it looked pretty good on you," Kumatora said. "Ahahahaha!"
Lucas was a bit more occupied looking down at the ground. He could see Tazmily from here and he bet the view only got better the higher you got. Suddenly it clicked in his mind.
"This is what destroyed my stable," he said with some sorrow. "This is why my house is the Tazmily Lightning House."
He wanted more time to think that over but footsteps below them kept them moving.
There was an odd room at the top of the tower balconies. It was full of toys and games, more than Lucas even thought to borrow in Milliways. There was even a star-shaped hot tub with a rubber duck floating in it. Perhaps the oddest thing in the whole room, however, was a robot maid standing next to a case with a yo-yo.
"Um, hello?" Lucas said, approaching her.
"I AM LI'L MISS MARSHMALLOW," the robot maid replied. "THIS IS MASTER KING P'S ROOM."
"Okay," Lucas replied. "That's cool. But what's with the yo-yo?"
He came closer to the case and Li'l Miss Marshmallow sprang forward towards him.
"IF YOU TAKE MASTER KING P'S VERY PRECIOUS 'FRIEND'S YO-YO' I WILL BE MAD. MAD! MAD! VERY MAD MAD MAD MAD!!!!!!"
She then rushed forward to attack.
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"YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW SO SEW SO-SO! GREETINGS CHEESE POPSICLE THE NUMBER YOU HAVE DIALED IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PORK CHOPS FROM EAST TO WEST IT GOES GOES BROKEN BROKEN OH SO SOW SEW BROKEN"
With a final whir, clank, and clunk, Li'l Miss Marshmallow exploded.
"You know, I didn't even really want the yo-yo," Lucas said.
*****************************
After the play room, there were what Lucas assumed were more normal electric generators. Aside from a nasty shock from one ("H-hey, Lucas! Are you all right?!") that somehow realized the power of PK Flash in him, climbing the rest of the tower went without incident.
Until they got to the top, where an alarm sounded and a voice boomed, "SUSPICIOUS INDIVIDUALS DETECTED INSIDE GENERATOR ROOM! ACTIVATING DEFENSE SYSTEM! REPEAT! ACTIVATING DEFENSE SYSTEM! ALL PERSONNEL, IT WOULD BE NICE IF YOU'D EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY!"
Mechanical sounds behind them turned the group around in time to see a robot pulling itself out of the generator.
"Another one?"
*****************************
"A SERIOUS ERROR HAS OCCURRED IN THE GENERATOR!" the alarm blared after the robot was defeated. "A SERIOUS ERROR HAS OCCURRED IN THE GENERATOR! ALL PERSONNEL, EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY! REPEAT! IT WOULD BE NICE IF YOU'D EVACUATED IMMEDIATELY!"
Boney barked as Fassad caught up to them.
"You! How dare you destroy this vital system of ours!"
Lucas bit back a comment about destroying his stable in favor of running, Fassad's nweasally laughter following them.
And then they ran out of room to run at the very top of the Thunder Tower, Fassad proverbially cornering them.
"Nwehehehehe! You pathetic fools. There's nowhere to run now! Nwehehehehe!" Fassad stepped closer and said, "You've been a real thorn in our side, you know that?"
"Thank you," Kumatora murmured.
"What's funniest of all is that happiness could've been yours had you simply stayed in Tazmily and lived quietly, without a care in the world," he continued to gloat, peeling a banana to eat.
Then his telephone rang and he tossed the banana peel aside to answer it.
"All right. It's all set then? I'll be done here soon, so leave the Mother Porkship on standby up above."
He then got off of his phone and turned to the group.
"Thunder Tower is no longer usable. But this is the perfect chance to eliminate the whole lot of you in one fell swoop. It's a bit much for three lousy rats, but our king just loves being flashy. So I've decided that you and Thunder Tower can disappear flashily together."
Sounds of crackling electricity were joined by that of an engine as a huge flying ship, presumably the Mother Porkship, was coming to the top of the tower.
"Well, looks like my ride is here," Fassad said. "Later days, pals!"
He walked near the edge and got on the phone again.
"Okay, all set! Destroy Thunder Tower!"
Fassad put his phone away again and said, "Well, Lucas. We haven't known each other long, but it's been fun! I'll never forget about you guys! Nwehehehehe! Nweeeeeeehehehehehehe!"
And then, the most glorious thing happened.
"...Wha?..."
The tower shook.
And Fassad slipped.
"All right, let's grab onto it!" Kumatora said, running for the Mother Porkship's ladder as the Pigmasks realized Fassad fell and were about to leave.
"Rope Snake! You're up!" Duster said, brandishing a snake like a whip and using it to grab onto the ladder.
The rest of the group hung onto Duster as he held onto the Rope Snake.
"...Is that...?" Kumatora suddenly asked as a young man in a different mask, presumably the Commander, stepped out on the platform.
The Commander then went back inside and the ship suddenly lurched and jerked.
There was a "Gah!" from Duster as he held on for dear life.
"They're trying to shake us off!" he said. "Lucas! Kumatora! Boney! Hold on tight now!"
"Duster..." said another voice. "It's me, the Rope Snake... I know this isn't the best time to chat, but I have some good news for me and bad news for you. The good news for me... is that although we haven't known each other long, I'm now a major character in the story, thanks to you. And the bad news for you... is that my jaw isn't sturdy enough to support the weight of three people and one dog. In other words, my jaw... It's... at its... limit... This is... literally... jaw-dropping!"
And then they were falling.
"This is bad," Lucas said to his group when they left the Pigmask to continue climbing the Thunder Tower. "If Fassad shows up, he'll recognize me for sure."
"Then we'll just have to finish getting information before that happens," Kumatora told him.
"And then what?"
"Well, we'll figure that out when we get there."
Lucas wasn't sure if he liked that idea. Not out of any kindness for Fassad but because he was probably promoted over the other Pigmasks for a reason. But he couldn't help but see some appeal in the notion.
They reach the big generator room and find a Pigmask dancing in front of a tank of giant catfish.
"BOO!! GWAAARGH!! BLAAAH!! ...They seem to have grown used to our scare tactics lately. They never get surprised anymore."
"This is the weirdest generator room I've ever seen," Lucas comments.
He had never seen a generator room before, of course, but he's confident that they're far more normal than this.
On their way up and out of the generator room, they see a lot of DCMC merchandise.
"I got a feeling that you need to get your shorts ready, Duster," Lucas said.
"We're not gonna let me live this down, are we?" Duster asked.
"No way," Kumatora said.
"Yo," said a blue Pork Trooper. "So you came all the way here to visit me, kiddos? You got the best of me last time only 'cause I was in my ordinary clothes..."
"So you're supposed to be blue?" Lucas asked.
"But now that I'm in my combat suit, it's 'Handle With Care' time!" the Pork Trooper continued with his boast.
*****************************
"Nwehehehehehehehehe!"
Lucas groaned in recognition of the laugh heard after the Pork Trooper's defeat.
"You may think you're a good impersonator, but you can't fool my eyes!"
"Fooled the others without even trying," Lucas told Fassad as he approached.
"You're the very definition of the phrase, 'Like a moron flying into a flame,' Lucas!" Fassad nweaseled.
Lucas looked to his friends for confirmation on whether that was an actual phrase or not. He was met with shrugs.
"The pain and woe I went through after that Drago sent me flying... I really must repay that favor in full. Nwehehehehehehehehe!!"
"Wasn't enough if you ask me," Kumatora muttered.
The four glanced at each other and the plan was automatically understood: make for the ladder!
"Do you honestly think you can escape?!" Fassad called to their backs. "Nwehehehehehehehehe...!"
At the roof of the Thunder Tower, below the dizzyingly high platforms built on top, the group ditched their disguises.
"...Whew," Duster said, wiping his brow with the back of his hand. "That's better. Much easier to move around now."
"Oh, but it looked pretty good on you," Kumatora said. "Ahahahaha!"
Lucas was a bit more occupied looking down at the ground. He could see Tazmily from here and he bet the view only got better the higher you got. Suddenly it clicked in his mind.
"This is what destroyed my stable," he said with some sorrow. "This is why my house is the Tazmily Lightning House."
He wanted more time to think that over but footsteps below them kept them moving.
There was an odd room at the top of the tower balconies. It was full of toys and games, more than Lucas even thought to borrow in Milliways. There was even a star-shaped hot tub with a rubber duck floating in it. Perhaps the oddest thing in the whole room, however, was a robot maid standing next to a case with a yo-yo.
"Um, hello?" Lucas said, approaching her.
"I AM LI'L MISS MARSHMALLOW," the robot maid replied. "THIS IS MASTER KING P'S ROOM."
"Okay," Lucas replied. "That's cool. But what's with the yo-yo?"
He came closer to the case and Li'l Miss Marshmallow sprang forward towards him.
"IF YOU TAKE MASTER KING P'S VERY PRECIOUS 'FRIEND'S YO-YO' I WILL BE MAD. MAD! MAD! VERY MAD MAD MAD MAD!!!!!!"
She then rushed forward to attack.
*****************************
"YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW SO SEW SO-SO! GREETINGS CHEESE POPSICLE THE NUMBER YOU HAVE DIALED IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PORK CHOPS FROM EAST TO WEST IT GOES GOES BROKEN BROKEN OH SO SOW SEW BROKEN"
With a final whir, clank, and clunk, Li'l Miss Marshmallow exploded.
"You know, I didn't even really want the yo-yo," Lucas said.
*****************************
After the play room, there were what Lucas assumed were more normal electric generators. Aside from a nasty shock from one ("H-hey, Lucas! Are you all right?!") that somehow realized the power of PK Flash in him, climbing the rest of the tower went without incident.
Until they got to the top, where an alarm sounded and a voice boomed, "SUSPICIOUS INDIVIDUALS DETECTED INSIDE GENERATOR ROOM! ACTIVATING DEFENSE SYSTEM! REPEAT! ACTIVATING DEFENSE SYSTEM! ALL PERSONNEL, IT WOULD BE NICE IF YOU'D EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY!"
Mechanical sounds behind them turned the group around in time to see a robot pulling itself out of the generator.
"Another one?"
*****************************
"A SERIOUS ERROR HAS OCCURRED IN THE GENERATOR!" the alarm blared after the robot was defeated. "A SERIOUS ERROR HAS OCCURRED IN THE GENERATOR! ALL PERSONNEL, EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY! REPEAT! IT WOULD BE NICE IF YOU'D EVACUATED IMMEDIATELY!"
Boney barked as Fassad caught up to them.
"You! How dare you destroy this vital system of ours!"
Lucas bit back a comment about destroying his stable in favor of running, Fassad's nweasally laughter following them.
And then they ran out of room to run at the very top of the Thunder Tower, Fassad proverbially cornering them.
"Nwehehehehe! You pathetic fools. There's nowhere to run now! Nwehehehehe!" Fassad stepped closer and said, "You've been a real thorn in our side, you know that?"
"Thank you," Kumatora murmured.
"What's funniest of all is that happiness could've been yours had you simply stayed in Tazmily and lived quietly, without a care in the world," he continued to gloat, peeling a banana to eat.
Then his telephone rang and he tossed the banana peel aside to answer it.
"All right. It's all set then? I'll be done here soon, so leave the Mother Porkship on standby up above."
He then got off of his phone and turned to the group.
"Thunder Tower is no longer usable. But this is the perfect chance to eliminate the whole lot of you in one fell swoop. It's a bit much for three lousy rats, but our king just loves being flashy. So I've decided that you and Thunder Tower can disappear flashily together."
Sounds of crackling electricity were joined by that of an engine as a huge flying ship, presumably the Mother Porkship, was coming to the top of the tower.
"Well, looks like my ride is here," Fassad said. "Later days, pals!"
He walked near the edge and got on the phone again.
"Okay, all set! Destroy Thunder Tower!"
Fassad put his phone away again and said, "Well, Lucas. We haven't known each other long, but it's been fun! I'll never forget about you guys! Nwehehehehe! Nweeeeeeehehehehehehe!"
And then, the most glorious thing happened.
"...Wha?..."
The tower shook.
And Fassad slipped.
"All right, let's grab onto it!" Kumatora said, running for the Mother Porkship's ladder as the Pigmasks realized Fassad fell and were about to leave.
"Rope Snake! You're up!" Duster said, brandishing a snake like a whip and using it to grab onto the ladder.
The rest of the group hung onto Duster as he held onto the Rope Snake.
"...Is that...?" Kumatora suddenly asked as a young man in a different mask, presumably the Commander, stepped out on the platform.
The Commander then went back inside and the ship suddenly lurched and jerked.
There was a "Gah!" from Duster as he held on for dear life.
"They're trying to shake us off!" he said. "Lucas! Kumatora! Boney! Hold on tight now!"
"Duster..." said another voice. "It's me, the Rope Snake... I know this isn't the best time to chat, but I have some good news for me and bad news for you. The good news for me... is that although we haven't known each other long, I'm now a major character in the story, thanks to you. And the bad news for you... is that my jaw isn't sturdy enough to support the weight of three people and one dog. In other words, my jaw... It's... at its... limit... This is... literally... jaw-dropping!"
And then they were falling.
