CyKo heard the whistle as it pierced his eardrums. "IT'S ANOTHER DANGBLASTED CRICKET!" Cy had been directly next to Weillyn, and the noise had affected him as well. He fell over, throwing his arms to and fro in the meantime, crashing into the seat Joe was tied to, sending his chair falling to the side, much like a shopping cart flips when a person stands on the side.

"Sorry buddy." Cy said quietly, with a quick smile. Cy looked up. The Muppetz were staring at him like he was certifiably insane. Getting the message, Cy woddled over to them and said, "Do you know the first fifteen digits of pi? The answer is of grand importance to me. Do you have a calculator? That would quicken things up. Actually, I'll just look it up later."

CyKo ducked, hoping that Weillyn relieve herself of her trigger fingers.

Weillyn clapped a hand to her ear as a nail-on-chalkboard screech erupted in it.
"IT'S ANOTHER DANGBLASTED CRICKET!" Cyko yelled, stumbling.
Weillyn stumbled also, and caught herself just as Joe hit the floor. She shook her head to clear it as Cyko asked the Muppetz something. She then looked down at Joe, and saw that his nose was bleeding from smacking into the floor. Blood. From her cousin. Weillyn saw red for a moment, before a strange calm took over. Her eyes turned black as she hissed through her teeth, glaring down each Muffin and Muppetz.
Then she acted. In a flurry of movement, she tore her throwing axe off of her belt, hitting one Muppetz succesfully in the skull, then turning to the second, she hit it with one of her throwing knives. The others were down in a flash as Weillyn's trigger finger took over, firing multiple times into each Muppetz and Muffin, killing them before the previous one hit the floor. She glared down the Muppetz and Muffins as she shot them, careless as to where Cyko was. Weillyn's eye twitched as she finished firing at the fallen Muppetz and Muffins, and turned to Joe who was smashed uncomfortably on the floor by his chair, her eyes fading back to a green. She gathered her throwing weapons, wiped them off, and cut Joe loose.
Then, from the combination of lack of sleep and her recent temper tantrum, Weillyn blacked out, not even noticing if she hit the floor.

His entire plan had been interrupted when Cyko crashed into him. Joe saw cealing, wall, wall, floor and then he saw blood. For an instant he heard the muffins and MUPPETZ's screams of pain and suffering, mixed in with the sounds of crunching a gunshots "Weillyn" he said to himself with a grim smile. Next thing he knew, Weillyn was cutting him loose.

Pretty soon he had the chair off of him, Joe stood up to see Weillyn collapse "Golly gosh darnit" then he spun around, realizing that the Scientist would be hightailing it towards the nearest alarm. Joe grabbed Weillyn's M4 and Throwing Axe, then chased off after the white coat "Get her out of here, my Hover Hummer is sitting just outside the north side of the base! I'll meet you there!" he yelled to Cyko on his way out.

As Cy ducked, he heard a distinct silence followed by a whiz in the air and a muppet collapsing. "Bullseye " Cy said cheerfully, giggling as Weillyn's trigger finger overcame her emotions and actions. As the dust settled, he saw Weillyn collapse to the floor. "Oh bother." He poked her to see if she was alive. Then realized he should probably help her up. He got distracted as he saw Joe run out of the room and after a white coated dude. He looked down to see that he accidentally dropped Weillyn, whose head landed on the floor with a thump. "Very glad Joe wasn't here to see it, and Weillyn wasn't awake to feel it. Fate has been kind this morn."

Joe then yelled for Cy and Weillyn to head to the north of the base. After he had left, Cy whispered, "I suppose it would help loads if I knew which way 'north' was. Hm. Eeny (points backwards) Meeny (points to the front) Miney (points to his left) Mo (points to his right)!"

Cy had scientifically proven which way was north.

He grabbed Weillyn and placed her over his shoulder. The abrupt weight thrust upon him threw him to the ground, both himself and Weillyn landing with a crash. He shook it off and tried to lift her up again, but his recent excursions as a mutant muffin had left him weakened. Well, that's what he told himself. But deep in his gut he had a feeling he should work on his upper body strength.

Grabbing Weillyn's wrists, he pulled her down the corridors and out into the open. Somehow or other, no alarms were triggered. When in the open, he saw a Mutant Muffin staring at him. Cy jumped upwards (Weillyn again thumped to the ground, upon which Cy winced) and saluted. "Muffin Number... erm... Number 667 reporting! I have apprehended this intruder sir! I was ordered to bring her to the north side of the base sir!"

The muffin stared skeptically, then laughed and said, "Good job Muffin 667. If you go down the courtyard there, there's a bench where you can wait for the bus to stop and pick you both up. Good luck and happy apprehending, Muffin 667!" "Thank you muchly, Sir!" They both saluted to one another, and Cy pulled Weillyn onward. Maybe I should find a helmet for her to prevent further head trama...

When he was about thirty feet away from the bench, three Muppetz approached and blocked his way. One of them extended an arm holding a pistol. Cy gasped sarcastically. "Your shoelace is untied :O" Cy exclaimed as the Muppet looked down to examine his foot (with which he was wearing no shoes).

In the split second of time between Cy tricking the Muppet and it looking downward, CyKo had doubled back and jumped down to Weillyn. He pulled a pistol out of her holster and aimed it at the Muppetz. One, two, three. Three Muppetz fell down, stuffing from inside them blowing in the wind. The bus pulled up to the bench, and Cy very quickly dragged Weillyn before anyone could realize what was up. The bus's doors opened, and to Cy's relief, there was nobody inside but a driver- a green muppet.

"Hello," Cy simply said, before taking the shot and commandeering the vehicle.

"Where exactly do you plan on running now, eh Doc?" It was a legitimate question, for Joe had chased the white coated man into a dead end, where he trapped him, like a wild animal. The mad scientist just smiled "That is some nice makeup, there Joey" he pointed at the blood running from Joe's nose.

"I'm only human"

The scientist now laughed hysterically, "Well then, have I got a surprise for you!" suddenly a large spike drove through the back of his coat, it curled around above his head and needle like appendage broke through the surface on the now jointed appendage.

But those weren't the only changes to the Doctor's body, eight long spindly legs broke through the side of his squeaky clean lab jacket and eight large luminous eyes broke the skin on his forehead and cheeks, completely destroying his skin, which by the way growing short brown bristled hairs all over it, until you could no longer see through them too his pale body.

"You see Dr. Joe Weirdsworth the III, I in fact am not human"

"I see that you have been working on altering DNA as well as your Mental Reconstruction" Joe lifted his M4, readying it to fire "To bad you can die just as easily"

Bang. Bang. Bang.

Three shots, well aimed at the scientist's chest, blood poured out. "Didn't you know, a spiders heart is in a totally different spot than your human heart?" Joe fired again, his plan was to pepper the former scientist until he found its heart.

Click.

Laughter. The spider/human hybrid was laughing his head off. "Out of ammo there Joey? Here's the deal. I'll give you three seconds... 1... 2...". Needless to say, Joe was sprinting down the hall way faster than an... Well, faster than a Jackalope could run, that's for sure.

Agent Blade walked out of his room with a backpack slung over his shoulder; his leather jacket and jeans nicely complimented his jet black hair and piercing blue eyes. He shut the door behind him, hoping nobody would notice that he was out of uniform as he hurried to the bus stop.
As he walked, the memory of how M.U.P.P.E.T.Z lost his commitment came back.
His thoughts turned crazily inside his head while he walked to the office of his commander. He raised his hand to knock on the door, when he heard his name. His hand froze in midair and he moved closer so he could hear. “What if he finds out that we killed his father and not a wild animal, like he thinks?” A maelstrom of thoughts went flying through his head as he returned to his room.
He tried to push the memory out of his mind as he walked outside. He passed a bench as a high ranking muffin walked past; he saluted, but the muffin did not return his salute, instead she started grumbling about a ’stoopid hooman’ He stopped. “What was that about a human?”

No me like stoopid hoomans. Dey deeserve deaf; DEAF I SAY! But no, no but duh... duh... need keel stoopid hooman. Will do. Last thing, or sooner. Thought the Lady Muffin. She had just proposed to CyKo, who had refused and ran away; now she was confronted by another human. "YOU STOOPID HOOMAN!" she yelled. The human replied with, "What was that about a human?" Her blood was boiling with anger. She grabbed the man by the cuffs of his coat and pulled him upward. She stared at him for a moment, then made a face. "Must... keel... hooman..." She said, as she walked into the courtyard's main street. She turned around, hearing action in the distance. Bullets; yes, bullets. Her eyes widened as she saw a bus run straight into her, honking as it happened. The man she held was thrown to the side.

*meanwhile*

CyKo placed Weillyn on one of the bus seats and had strapped her in nicely. She was starting to come-to, but he couldn't be too careful. She was still whoozy, after all. He found himself staring at her, deeply and attentively, noticing the resemblance between her and Weirdsworth. He turned back around and saw her, the muffin who had proposed to him, standing in the road. While his first reaction was akin to the next moment he found himself honking the horn like there was no tomorrow. Alas, she did not move out of the way in time; instead she exploded with batter flying everywhere. On the windshield of the bus were pieces of the mutant muffin splattered to and fro; in the middle of the windshield was the cashier Muppetz. He looked confused, as if he had been brought back from the dead in a new dimension. CyKo turned on the windshield wipers, and saw the muppetz fly to the side of the car and get pulled underneath. A quick bump, and Cy cringed.

He stopped the bus and jumped out. Underneath the bus he could see the Muppetz had been flattened like a roadkill'd bunny. Not a pleasant sight, to say the least. He subconsciously fist pumped, and said "Five points to CyKo!" Then realized that he was being heartless again. Bother.

He tried to avoid the pieces of muffin lying around the road. In a large pile of the stuff he saw what looked to be a fellow human. He ran over to it (running faster as he saw they were being pursued by Muppetz M.O.T.O.R.C.Y.C.L.E.S. (Moving Obstinately Towards Other Really Cool Yuletide Carolers Like ElviS). He grabbed the man and dragged him to the bus, trying not to mess up his seemingly angelic hair. He had a bruise on his head, probably from the collision. He placed him in a seat of the bus as well; by this time he was already starting to come around as well. He put on his seatbelt (so we can be safe!) and began driving off again, the sound of multiple motors following close behind.

Agent Blade woke up with a groan.
"Where am I?" he questioned no one in particular. Upon looking around, he found that he was on a bus. He unbuckled his seat belt and, pulling a hand gun from his backpack, moved to the driver of the bus. He aimed and pulled the trigger right as the bus lurched; he then lost his balance and the bullet went into the windshield.
"Oh croutons!" he yelped, as he attempted to stand up.

Weillyn was immediately aware of the fact that her head hurt. Like crazy.
Then the fact that her brain felt empty, completely and literally empty. She wracked her brain, trying to remember something, anything, and still came up blank. Panicked, she forced open her eyes and looked around. The sounds of a fight issued from the front of the bus she was in, and she immediately acted, leaping to her feet- well, that is, until something pulled her back down into the seat. Weillyn glared down at her buckled seatbelt, and angrily hit the button. Then leapt to her feet. Ducking behind the seats, she made her way to the front.

A man was fighting with the driver of the bus; a cyclops. Neither seemed to be getting the upper hand. Weillyn reached that last seat, and (finally making up her mind) dove for the human. With one blow to the temple, she knocked him unconscious, and, grabbing the gun from the human, turned to the cyclops, hitting him in the face and pulling the gun level with his eye.

Cy was driving along, humming the tune of some epic song that he could not recall the name of. Ah-ha! I remember what the song is! Obviously I'm humming- but his thoughts were cut short at the sensation of something smacking against the back of his head.

The sensation was quick, thrusting Cy into a fantasy world.

This world was formed by the singing of a lion. It was singing to the tune of Party Rock Anthem, while simultaneously busting disco dance moves stomping his feet to the beat. Out of the ground sprouted a girl, whom the lion named Goldilocks. Goldilocks soon became bored with having a land of nothingness to herself, and gathered a petition to ask for new legislation requiring one male for every female. The lion accepted it in between his slice of pizza and belched on his Dr. Pepper, creating the first man. His name was to be Pinnochio. Both Pinnochio and Goldilocks lived happily together for many millennia, until purple people eaters from outer space invaded the earth.

Cy woke up screaming at the sight of the people eaters. He found himself suffocating inside an airbag from the bus. He pulled it away, realizing that his hearing had been impaired; it resumed only upon hearing the screaming yelp of a bus horn and the shuffling of feet from people behind. He cocked his head slightly and smiled. This was his first car accident, and Thank God it wasn't even on his car.

He put the bus in reverse, seeing that he had crashed into the brick wall surrounding the castle. As he hit the gas pedal and went backwards, he heard sirens and noticed dozens of muppetz were attempting to break into the bus with forks and spoons. Looking behind his back, he saw a girl- Weillyn, he thought- and an unknown man. He shrugged and pretty much thought he knew what he was doing or he wouldn't be doing it, so he headed towards somewhere. Somewhere. Where am I going again? he thought, groggily. With a sudden sense of anger he yelled out with wide, bloodshot eyes: "You dangblasted concussion, I forgot the name of that goshdang song!"

Weillyn quickly brought the gun level with the cyclops' eye....and then brought it down on his head, knocking him out. She reached down and grabbed the human's fallen bag, the gun by the cyclops, and walked to the door of the bus. Smashing the glass with the butt of the gun, she counted to three, and leaped.

She landed correctly unconsciously, wondering where she'd learned to do that. She slung the bag on her shoulder and looked up at the sun, calculating which way was north and checking the watch on her wrist. 3:48.

There was a huge CRASH! as the bus hit something, but Weillyn ignored it. She felt like she had to find someone, but didn't know who....so she went to the road the bus had been on and continued down it, back in the direction it had come from.

Cy poked the man with the black hair. "I am releasing you from your bonds. I feel I can trust you, now that I don't remember you doing anything wrong." He un-seat-belted the man and nodded. "You have gained my trust. I really don't have the time to untrust you, so you're just going to have to trust me so I can trust you. Mindboggling? Maybe. Practical? Obviously."

He turned on the bus, seeing Weillyn running down the road in the corner of his eye. She was running in the direction of the hover hummer, so it was only convenient that Cy would ask her if she needed a lift. He drove up to the side of the road where Weillyn was running. "Hitchhikers welcome!" He yelled with a smile.

Agent Blade jerked awake when a finger jabbed into his head. He then heard a man say, "I am releasing you from your bonds. I feel I can trust you, now that I don't remember you doing anything wrong."
"I don't remember doing anything wrong either," he thought. The man spoke again.
"You have gained my trust. I really don't have the time to untrust you, so you're just going to have to trust me so I can trust you. Mindboggling? Maybe. Practical? Obviously. "
"Did that even make sense? Should I trust him?" He finally decided to trust this strange cyclops, since he also did not have time to untrust him.

Upon standing, he found his backpack gone.
"Leaping elephants!" He exclaimed. Looking out a window he saw a woman walking down the road with his backpack slung over her shoulder. Noticing that his head hurt like crazy, he sat down and mumbled about a crazy woman taking his backpack, the horrid headache he had, and, most importantly, how messed up his hair was.

Twenty-two-year-old Karina Knife pushed her dark hair out of her eyes and studiously traced a faint scar on her upper arm with her finger. The scar was eleven years old now, and yet, you could tell just by the size and depth of it that the wound, when fresh, had been a serious one. Karina sighed as she remembered that night, the night the MUPPETZ broke in, the night of her mother’s death. The MUPPETZ had broken into her parents’ bedroom; her father had been on a mission that night, but her mother was sleeping soundly, and they easily killed her. Karina hadn’t even heard her cry out, or any other clue that they were being broken into; the MUPPETZ were lethal, and nearly silent when they wanted to be. Fortunately, Karina, then eleven years old, had been up for a drink of water, and saw a dark, shadowy form moving towards her brother’s room. Heart pounding, she had run after it, and hurled her glass of water at its head. The MUPPET was stunned, giving Karina the instant she needed to get past it and to her brother Switch. Switch had woken up at the sound of the crash, and Karina told him to get out his bedroom window.
Karina, however, hurried to check on her mother. The MUPPET, now very angry, stuck his foot out to stop her; she fell headlong onto the floor, and, when she put out her arm, it snagged on the broken glass that was littered all over the kitchen floor. She cried out in pain as the MUPPET, a greedy, evil look in his eyes, bent over her to finish her off. She dealt him one swift kick, knocking him away from herself, and she ran to her mother’s bedroom. Finding her dead, she wept but forced herself to climb out of her mother’s window. She met Switch in the front yard, and together they ran to a friend’s house. They got up with their father and told him what had happened, and as soon as his mission was over, he had hurried home to them. All were sad, but somehow, they moved on. Just a year later, their father remarried; their step-mother never really liked the children, but she liked Karina better than Switch.
Five years later, when Switch was thirteen, he began training to join the MUPPETZ. About the same time, their father set off for a mission, from which he never returned. His wife separated her step-children, leaving Switch to train on his own, and moving away with Karina, whose last name was changed from Blade to Knife. Having nothing to do with Karina, but hoping to keep her from following her brother’s dark path, she sent her to boarding school to keep her out of trouble. Nothing was ever told Karina about her father or her brother joining MUPPETZ. At age twenty-two, she was finally seeing some action. Just now, she was waiting to speak to an official about the...erm...process. Nervously she licked her lips, waiting impatiently for something- anything- to happen.

"Leaping elephants?! LET ME SEE!!!" Cy jumped up and looked around, only to find the cool-hair-dude sitting and mumbling to himself like a madman. In a sudden flash of a flashback... Cy saw someone he somehow knew was somewhat related to him say something akin to, "Never trust a madman with a cool hairdue because he's probably infected with Malaria."

Cy didn't want to catch malaria. As such, he asked the man politely, "Please sit in the back of the bus. YES THIS IS PROFILING!" and drove onward. Absolutely onward. He suddenly heard a scream coming from a corridor towards his left, seeing Dr. Joe Weirdsworth running for his life as an anti-weirdsworth (for lack of better descriptory language) chased after him. He couldn't help but smile at the good doctor's obvious panic.

Cy casually walked outside of the bus and pointed Weillyn towards the door of the bus, where she absentmindedly walked towards. Well, that worked. He thought gleefully, thoroughly plotting how to help out Weirdsworth. He checked his pockets and found a donut.

In a sudden burst of energy and manic power, he sprinted to the spider and THREW THAT DONUT!!!

Though the donut missed by some fifteen or so feet, the spider-dude was distracted long enough for Joe to reach the bus. The old 'throw the donut as a disctraction' trick. He himself had fallen for that one multiple times in the past. And you learn from your past. And your past is key to your future. And your present is key to your appetite. And food fills your appetite. Thus, food is your past, present, and future. You have now learned why throwing a donut is always an answer to pretty much anything concerning life or death situations.