
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Eighteen
When they got all dried off they sat down at the table and just chitchatted for a while.
-Time Skip-
It's been a couple days since any HitTheTarget activity and our favorite foursome thought they were safe, at least for a little bit to plan.
But oh, we're they wrong. Stampy was the first to notice something was wrong. When he walked by the DogHouse the pups were whimpering and such. He took note of it but didn't think anything was wrong.
It wasn't until they all heard a yelp at the DogHouse that they knew something was wrong.
They ran out to noise, running threw the hallway of the pup's house.
They ran into the room that the dogs stay in and didn't even see anyone as they all got knocked out.
-Time Skip-
Stampy was the last to awaken, he lifted his head up and saw he was in a cell, well, he saw his friends as well.
"Ah, so you're al finally awake, hm? Good. Because if I hear one noise out of you, I'll slaughter you all right then and there." Hit said. Stampy saw that he was sitting down on a type of throne-thing.
About an hour later, HTT dozed off to sleep. The four are sitting on the ground, probably getting bored from just standing around and doing nothing.
'Fool, letting your guard down that easily.' Stampy thought. He got snapped back to reality when he got a tap on the knee.
He looked over to see Lee, sitting with his legs crossed. Stampy tilted his head.
"Plan?" Lee signed. Stampy went a little wide eyed at the sight of him using sign language again. You see, whenever Stampy and Lee first met, Lee didn't talk much, so Stampy taught him sign language so he could still communicate. He's never seen him use it anymore since he started talking, though.
Lee waited patiently for Stampy to reply.
"I might have a plan." Stamps signed.
Meanwhile, Finnball and Squid looked absolutely dumbfounded.
"Okay, here's how it goes..." Stampy signed.
-Time Skip-
Stampy stood up quietly as the other's followed. Squid and Finnball had no idea what the plan was so they just followed Stampy and Lee. The two had tried spelling it out, literally, but they just didn't get it.
Stampy reached his arm out and got ahold of the lock, expertly picking it with his claw. The door silently swung open, thank goodness. They snuck out and past Hit, well, Squid made a couple of rude faces to him, only to have Finnball pull him away.
They made it a few rooms from Hit, until he must've woken up and saw they were gone because a siren went off, signaling about a thousand mobs to drop from the ceiling.
Tbc...
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