《Cubits Can't Save You Now (In Progress)》Chapter 23: Blunder Slime
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While Major Nixel and Boxman continued to argue, the "wonder slime" stuff that black slime was talking about was stuck in my head for a while. Sure I got scammed before, even though I did not deserve to be, but maybe this time I could get some quick cash. Wait a minute, that's it! If I could sell the wonder slime, then I could get some quick cash easy, and maybe some cash just because I sold the wonder slime just in case that black slime is nice enough!
Aw man, this is gonna be the BEST SCAM I've ever made! I then walked over to Ed and Double D, so that I could reveal my master plan that I know won't fail me this time!
"Hey guys, I just invented the best scam I ever thought of!" I whispered to them.
"You won't need to whisper, Major Nixel and that green-haired man over there are too distracted to pay us any attention anyways." Double D told me.
Actually, he's got a point for once, and I also think the two guys won't pay attention to us because of plot convenience or something. I don't know why, it was just some thought in my mind.
"You know that black slime we saw?" I asked Double D and Ed, no longer whispering.
"That scary chunky ink stuff?" Worried Ed.
"No, I-.. I was thinking of selling it you idiot!" I shouted.
Suddenly, the other two guys stopped arguing and looked at me. Maybe I shouldn't have shouted so loud.
"Wait, you're gonna sell that glitchy slime stuff?" Major Nixel asked me.
"Well, why can't I? It never said I couldn't make a few quick bucks while doing so. Besides, neither did my script." I assured Major Nixel.
"What script?" Said Major Nixel.
Wait, do these guys seriously not know about their own script? What kind of butt-heads do I live with?
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Cut to the Nindjas, Mordecai, and Benson running away from a giant mass of The Darkness flowing from the mix of Corrupted Booger and Corrupted Nurp-Naut.
"YOU ARE SO FIRED AFTER THIS, MORDECAI!" Shouted Benson.
"We didn't hire these guys, we swear!" Mordecai told Benson.
"OF COURSE YOU DID, YOU AND RIGBY OBVIOUSLY HIRED THESE... ORANGE CREATURES TO DO YOUR LAWN WORK FOR YOU! IT'S COMPLETELY PREDICTABLE!" Yelled Benson.
"Sir, please have patience. We need to escape this foe here and now, lawn work is not any more important than making a quick escape." Mysto told Benson.
"OF COURSE IT IS, I-... FINE! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW TO ESCAPE THIS STUPID BLACK SLIME!?" Barked Benson.
"The both of you will run as far as the glitchy goop won't reach, we will distract it as you run." Mysto told Benson.
"Now get to the gates and keep running, it is your only chance of survival."
The Nindjas stopped while Benson and Mordecai ran into the gates and kept running until they were very far from the park. The corrupted mix stopped moving and stopped oozing The Darkness from his mouth once he got close to the Nindjas.
"Stand down, you puppeteer. We will not fall under your control for you are no match for the Nindjas." Mysto told the corrupted mix.
All the corrupted mix did was watch the Nindjas with his beady, white eyes and his forcefully smiling mouth hanging open.
"Đıďň'ţ ý0ü ğəț ň!-î-i-ï×éđ ćķ îň ýôüř §høw?" Asked the corrupted mix in both Booger and Nurp-Naut's voice.
"Uh, we experienced that so of course we would know!" Cobrax told the corrupted mix.
"ť mãķëś ýôű țh!ńķ ý-y-ýôų ćąņ §úřvívə mĕ āfțėř ýõû čõüłđņ'ť śãvė y-ý-y-ýøûrśəľvëś fř0m bəćôm!ņğ ñîxêđ?" Questioned the corrupted mix.
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"One mistake doesn't create the fate of one's choice, you should have realized that." Mysto told the corrupted mix.
"§ô whåț !f î əň'ť ľəåřńęđ mý ļė§śøñ, w!łļ ý-y-y-ýôų püłļ ôüţ ã čųbîţ " Asked the corrupted mix.
"Bę§ïđė§, îf ā řəåł ň!ń đôė§ń'ț û§ė ā žípłíńė ğûņ, whý îś íț țhåţ ýõû ůšė øńě mãķě ýøu 'ćhə@p, błäņk îmıț@-ã-á-āţ0ņ§ őf ťhě əņțîřė ćøņćĕpť õf ą "
The Nindjas stood in silence, as the corrupted mix stared at them with his white eyes.
"Wait a minute, what do you mean by 'the others'?" Interrupted Spinza.
"..Wait, do you mean..." Said Mysto.
"Ø-hö-hõh, bü-ū-űţ î đó." Chuckled the corrupted mix.
The corrupted mix then oozed a bunch of The Darkness out of his mouth, dropping it onto the floor. In the pile of The Darkness, various recent victims of the corruption slowly emerged from the pile of The Darkness.
(Fun Fact: The corrupted cartoons emerging is a reference to the "Flintstone Guy Dies" scene in Learning With Pibby.)
"...Ahem, though you are great in power, the Nindjas will always bring justice to your horrendous acts of assimilation." Mysto warned the corrupted mix.
"Ə-ę-ě-ė×āčťłý, wh!çh ī§ whý ýøü ä-ā-āvə ţêň §êćõņđš bęfõřë ýõû jô!ň û§ īmmêđîãťėļý." The corrupted mix told Mysto.
"Well, what makes you say that, huh?" Questioned Cobrax, pulling out his sais.
Mysto put his hand on Cobrax's chest, a signal that he doesn't want the situation to be escalated any further. Besides, he know that the corrupted mix would have eaten Cobrax.
"I know you're going to eat Cobrax, for you are just close enough to do so. However, I shall not allow it at all." Reminded Mysto.
"Şø whâť îf î đ!ď êā-" Before the corrupted mix could finish, Mysto suddenly launched a smoke bomb onto the ground, covering the Nindjas and the corrupted mix in an explosion of smoke.
"Ģ@H! WHÃŤ Χ ŤḨ!?" Barked the corrupted mix.
Suddenly, the sound of a mixing sequence began to play, prompting the corrupted mix to look around in search of the sound. SLASH SLASH SLASH SLASH SLASH! That's the sound the corrupted mix heard before the smoke cleared away, and before the corrupted mix nearly fell to pieces before splitting back into Corrupted Nurp-Naut and Corrupted Booger. The Nindjas Max leapt at the two corrupted mixels, but they both slid away towards the gate before the Nindjas Max could slice and dice them up with his katanas.
The Nindjas Max looked behind himself and then he ran after the corrupted mixels.
Cut to Benson, Mordecai, and Rigby panting breathlessly while running on a sidewalk up a hill.
"How much longer do we have to run?" Panted Rigby.
"Just until we find somewhere to stay for the night." Benson told Rigby, sweat trickling down his glass head.
"But those ninjas are still out there, can't we do something to help them?" Reminded Mordecai.
"We can't, that slimy abomination's still running wild, doing who-knows-what." Said Benson.
The three then sat down on a bench to rest, panting away their stress. Cut to the Nindjas Max chasing Corrupted Nurp-Naut and Corrupted Booger, and then back at Mordecai, Rigby, and Benson.
"So then what do we do if we can't help the ninja guys?" Questioned Rigby.
"I don't know, that's the problem." Benson told Rigby.
Cut back to the Nindjas Max and the two corrupted mixels, and then back at Benson, Mordecai, and Rigby. Suddenly, Corrupted Nurp-Naut and Corrupted Booger grabbed Mordecai and Rigby while the Nindjas Max was still chasing them.
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