trying to knock this thing off of me. It laughed
at my week attempt to hit it again. The pressure in my stomach popped and my
body was filled with power. Reaching up I grabbed this creature by the throat.
A squeak and wheeze came from his mouth. Its beady black eyes grew wide with
surprise at my speed and strength. I stood up holding this thing by the throat.
“I’m not going to die at the hands of a giant booger like
you,” I yelled as I shook it.
The creature hit me with a right hook causing me to let it
go. He jumped up to its hands and looked at me, his face twisting in rage.
“No one calls me Booger!” it screamed, “You stupid flap!
I’m gonna kill you!”
Throughout the parking lot you could hear the other green
things running around. They all started chanting “Booger! Booger! Booger!” Over
and over again. My attacker looked around the parking lot and shouted for them
to shut up. He turned back to me, screaming in rage and charged again. This
time I was ready for him. With a speed that surprised me, I grabbed Booger’s
arm. I swung him around my head as he squealed like a pig. Another one came
after me. It charged and I swung Booger like a club, knocking the new one over
a car. It landed crashing through the windshield of a nice looking convertible.
The alarm started blaring around the parking lot.
To my amazement I could still see a crowd of people gathered
around with camera phones clicking. They were watching this battle like it was
a movie or something. Only a few had run away. The others had either stood
there in shock and disbelief, or run around trying to get a better angle with
their camera phones. I wanted to yell at them to run, but another attacker
charged from behind and almost grabbed me. I swung Booger around just in time,
smacking it upside of the head and sending it into the back of a truck. Booger
hung limply in my hand.
“Stop it freak," he said, “I’m gonna to be sick."
A retching sound came from his throat. This made me want to
puke too. I threw him as far as I could. He skidded and smashed into a light
pole about ten feet away from me. Standing up slowly, he shook his head. He
looked at me and to my surprise looked unharmed. It was as if I hadn’t touched
him at all. He reached behind his back again pulling out another cigar.
Chomping down on this one he made a strange grunting sound. All of the other
creatures began to come out of their hiding places. There were dozens of them.
Behind them the crowd finally started to back up. Booger looked over his
shoulder at the store and the crowd of people. With a wicked smile on his face
he said to his companions.
“Half of you stay with me, the rest start raiding the
store.”
They all smiled crooked twisted smiles. Now the crowd was
really in danger. All of them moved as one, taking off toward the store and the
rapidly retreating crowd. Booger forgot to tell which half was supposed to stay
with him. He turned and yelled at them.
“Not all of you, you stupid flaps! Come back!”
That was the distraction I needed. I knew I had to get to
those people. Someone was going to get hurt. Booger turned around just in time
to get my foot planted right in his ugly face. He grunted and fell to the
ground and I ran past him. I headed for the hooting, squealing mass of the snot
brigade that was heading for the front of the store and the people who were
scrambling to get out of there. I was half way there when Booger recovered from
my kick and grabbed me by the foot, tripping me. I landed hard on my newly
broken nose and pain exploded in a fresh wave.
Booger started climbing up my back as I kicked and tried to
fight him off. That strange pulling sensation started in my stomach again, as I
reached out toward the running creatures. I realized that, even if I could get
Booger off my back, I wouldn’t reach the others in time.
I yelled out at the top of my lungs, “Run you idiots,
run!"
Booger was now whispering in my ear “I’m
at my week attempt to hit it again. The pressure in my stomach popped and my
body was filled with power. Reaching up I grabbed this creature by the throat.
A squeak and wheeze came from his mouth. Its beady black eyes grew wide with
surprise at my speed and strength. I stood up holding this thing by the throat.
“I’m not going to die at the hands of a giant booger like
you,” I yelled as I shook it.
The creature hit me with a right hook causing me to let it
go. He jumped up to its hands and looked at me, his face twisting in rage.
“No one calls me Booger!” it screamed, “You stupid flap!
I’m gonna kill you!”
Throughout the parking lot you could hear the other green
things running around. They all started chanting “Booger! Booger! Booger!” Over
and over again. My attacker looked around the parking lot and shouted for them
to shut up. He turned back to me, screaming in rage and charged again. This
time I was ready for him. With a speed that surprised me, I grabbed Booger’s
arm. I swung him around my head as he squealed like a pig. Another one came
after me. It charged and I swung Booger like a club, knocking the new one over
a car. It landed crashing through the windshield of a nice looking convertible.
The alarm started blaring around the parking lot.
To my amazement I could still see a crowd of people gathered
around with camera phones clicking. They were watching this battle like it was
a movie or something. Only a few had run away. The others had either stood
there in shock and disbelief, or run around trying to get a better angle with
their camera phones. I wanted to yell at them to run, but another attacker
charged from behind and almost grabbed me. I swung Booger around just in time,
smacking it upside of the head and sending it into the back of a truck. Booger
hung limply in my hand.
“Stop it freak," he said, “I’m gonna to be sick."
A retching sound came from his throat. This made me want to
puke too. I threw him as far as I could. He skidded and smashed into a light
pole about ten feet away from me. Standing up slowly, he shook his head. He
looked at me and to my surprise looked unharmed. It was as if I hadn’t touched
him at all. He reached behind his back again pulling out another cigar.
Chomping down on this one he made a strange grunting sound. All of the other
creatures began to come out of their hiding places. There were dozens of them.
Behind them the crowd finally started to back up. Booger looked over his
shoulder at the store and the crowd of people. With a wicked smile on his face
he said to his companions.
“Half of you stay with me, the rest start raiding the
store.”
They all smiled crooked twisted smiles. Now the crowd was
really in danger. All of them moved as one, taking off toward the store and the
rapidly retreating crowd. Booger forgot to tell which half was supposed to stay
with him. He turned and yelled at them.
“Not all of you, you stupid flaps! Come back!”
That was the distraction I needed. I knew I had to get to
those people. Someone was going to get hurt. Booger turned around just in time
to get my foot planted right in his ugly face. He grunted and fell to the
ground and I ran past him. I headed for the hooting, squealing mass of the snot
brigade that was heading for the front of the store and the people who were
scrambling to get out of there. I was half way there when Booger recovered from
my kick and grabbed me by the foot, tripping me. I landed hard on my newly
broken nose and pain exploded in a fresh wave.
Booger started climbing up my back as I kicked and tried to
fight him off. That strange pulling sensation started in my stomach again, as I
reached out toward the running creatures. I realized that, even if I could get
Booger off my back, I wouldn’t reach the others in time.
I yelled out at the top of my lungs, “Run you idiots,
run!"
Booger was now whispering in my ear “I’m
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