The Last of Our Fears: Chapter 4

Caffrin grabbed a flashlight from the nearby electronics aisle--making sure it had batteries. "This might lead to those twisted objects' secret lair."
Harry, Robin, and Manny stood before the dark passage. They never knew it was there; not even when they first bought Tony and Notepad. Was there more to this than they realized?
Caffrin turned on the flashlight and started down the secret hallway. "C'mon, guys. Whatever they're planning, it needs to be stopped. I made a promise...."
Harry, Robin, and Manny followed close behind.


As they kept walking, Caffrin shone the flashlight all around, looking for anything else suspicious. Suddenly, she almost tripped over something. She pointed her flashlight down at what she had nearly tripped on.
It looked a lot like the Dust-E-Mart manager, looking pale and motionless, his eyes bleeding, his flesh rotting....and his usual green uniform had been ripped up slightly--the remains were painted orange.

Caffrin gasped. "Mr. Dusty?!"
They stared down at the man's corpse. He was dead; possibly murdered by Tony and Notepad. It was as if all their greatest fears had come to life--literally.
"Th-this couldn't be--" Robin started, but stopped when he heard a shrill demonic voice.


"An outsider?! Blasphemy! We were not to be exposed like this. How could you all fail to prevent this?!"

An extremely demonic and twisted face was being displayed on Prism Catrina's monitor. Tony, Notepad, and all the other objects had gathered around her.
"They weren't supposed to say anything about us," Tony began, "And now they're becoming resistant with her help!"
The face on Catrina's monitor growled. "This cannot be so. Find those three foolish mortals and the outsider and bring them to me at once!"
"Yes, Motherboard."

Catrina's monitor switched back to her normal face. "We gotta act fast, friends. Their resistance could be lethal to all of us!"
"Not to worry, Catrina," a compass stood itself up. "We'll find them. And when we do, there won't be anything to stop us!"

Caffrin was standing just outside the door to the meeting hall, listening in on the whole conversation.
"...Motherboard?" She turned back to the others. "They have a leader?!"
"We should probably leave now. They're gonna come looking for us..."
Caffrin nodded. "If it's a challenge they want, a challenge they'll get. I have a plan, anyway."
They headed back to the entrance of the passageway and sealed it back up. "Now, follow me. Let's just say we're going for a ride...."


Caffrin opened up her garage to reveal a large  bright-green convertable car. On the side was a white streak, with the word 'Caffrin-Mobile' written on it. "There it is, friends...the Caffrin-Mobile. I've been saving this for a special occasion; but in the case of a Striped-Sweater Swear....that occasion is now."
Harry looked at the car. "It is a nice car, but can you tell us what the plan is now?"
"Oh, right," Caffrin unlocked her car. "See, they're gonna be all over town looking for us. So, we take my car, we drive around town, and run 'em  all over. That'll at least get the small to medium-sized things out of the way; the rest we'll deal with as we go."
"And you really think that's gonna work?"

Caffrin opened up her car door. "It'll have to. I made a promise, and I'm not about to break it."
She got in the driver's seat and turned on the ignition. "Now, hop in--the madness must end now."


"Do you see anything yet?" a parking meter being called to a nearby tree.
The tree ruffled its branches and grew a face. "Not yet, Parker, but Otto's on road patrol, so maybe he'll give us a signal."
Parker turned back to his original position. "Well, I REALLY don't think Otto's gonna be able to--"
Suddenly, the Caffrin-Mobile zoomed by and Caffrin whacked Parker with her utility hammer that she keeps in her purple backpack whenever she goes out in public. She had always believed in preparation; being ready for anything.

"That's one of 'em," Caffrin pulled her head back into the car window, "And there's plenty more where that came from."
Suddenly, there was a loud honking sound from behind them. A red sports-mobile was speeding after them.
"Nobody gets away from Otto Mobile!" The car's headlights turned on and honked louder.
Caffrin adjusted her rear-view mirror. "A car being! I should've expected as much..."
She made a sharp left turn, Otto following close behind and still honking.

Just up ahead, a happy circle and an angry triangle standing by on the sidewalk. The happy circle heard Otto's honking and his smile grew wider.
"Hey, Triangle! Triii-angllee! That's Otto's signal! I hear it!"
"Shut up, you fool! They're coming our way!"
Happy Circle gasped excitedly. "YES."
He ran out to the middle of the road. "I'm gonna give 'em mood swings!"
Angry Triangle groaned and followed him. "Circle, you are an idiot."
"Thanks, Tri'!"

They didn't even see the Caffrin-Mobile drive up to them as it ran them over and squashed them. But even as they laid there, limp and motionless, Happy Circle was still smiling.
Harry looked out the window behind them. "Was that....was that a circle and a triangle?!"
"It doesn't matter," Caffrin pressed her foot harder on the gas pedal. "I'd hate to see what they would've done for their geometry lesson..."

Otto's honking became even louder as it was trailing behind the Caffrin-Mobile.
Caffrin pushed the gas pedal as hard as she could. "I can't shake him off!"
Suddenly, she had a brainstorm. "Fasten your seatbelts, boys--I'm making an extra-sharp turn...!"
She drove the Caffrin-Mobile directly toward a short building at the end of the road, and just before they made direct contact, Caffrin jerked the steering wheel to the right and turned the car in the other direction. Otto couldn't react fast enough and crashed right into the building, smashing him up and killing him.

Caffrin looked back at the completely-totaled car. "Got 'em! Now all we have to do is--"
"Caffrin!" Harry pulled her back into the car.
"What?!" She turned her eyes back to the road, which was trailing right off a cliff.
She gasped and slammed on the brakes. The Caffrin-Mobile almost fell off, swerving back and forth. Caffrin tried to back up the car, but they were too far in to move. They were stuck.
"Oh, this is NOT good...."

Sudenly, they felt the car being pushed off the cliff. Harry and Caffrin looked behind them, only to find that it was none other than Tony the Talking Clock.
"I'm terribly sorry friends," he said with one last shove, "but it looks like you're all out of time!"
The Caffrin-Mobile fell off, and the four screamed for the life of them.

Suddenly, everything went dark.