Part 3:
The panicked oranges urged us to leave the park right away.
“What’s wrong? Why leave so soon, we – ”
A bullwhip snapped from the bushes, flying past us in a blur.
Fleshy and pink, it broke not with a crack … but a croak.
And I realized I’d just witnessed the longest tongue ever seen.
“What’s wrong? Why leave so soon, we – ”
A bullwhip snapped from the bushes, flying past us in a blur.
Fleshy and pink, it broke not with a crack … but a croak.
And I realized I’d just witnessed the longest tongue ever seen.
Sal was hit and instantly gripped! Stuck like flypaper.
Dale pounced and got his mouth around Sal, barely preventing him from being pulled away.
The owner of the appendage stomped from the bushes.
The creature stood eight feet tall and looked vaguely froggish, like a frog gone horribly wrong.
Bulging eyes scowled as Sal’s progress slowed to a halt.
Dale pounced and got his mouth around Sal, barely preventing him from being pulled away.
The owner of the appendage stomped from the bushes.
The creature stood eight feet tall and looked vaguely froggish, like a frog gone horribly wrong.
Bulging eyes scowled as Sal’s progress slowed to a halt.
Axxey and Cray launched at the brute. The frog-beast warded them off as mere specks, flicking them away with a snap of its head.
“Clamp down as hard as you can,” Sal called. “The pain of your bite pales in comparison to what awaits me.”
Jaw locked, the lion fought the grotesque tongue.
But he lost his footing and fell ensnared by the gluey stickiness.
Rick dove and grabbed Dale's middle. A gagging sound came from the monster as it felt the added drag.
The unnatural animal redoubled its efforts.
With a mighty heave, Sal, Dale and Rick shuddered forward.
Throwing sticks and rocks did nothing. I clawed at Dale and Sal, trying to rip them from the tongue.
Neither budged.
“Save yourselves! Get my fellow oranges out of here! Let me be the last victim to this glutton.”
I slapped at the tongue; it attached to my hand. The flesh pulsated against my palm.
Rancid breath washed over us.
Oblivion became a dank, smelly gullet of black and pink.
I had one idea left: reach out and rake its bulbous eyes just before it ate us.
Great minds, I discovered, think alike.
“Clamp down as hard as you can,” Sal called. “The pain of your bite pales in comparison to what awaits me.”
Jaw locked, the lion fought the grotesque tongue.
But he lost his footing and fell ensnared by the gluey stickiness.
Rick dove and grabbed Dale's middle. A gagging sound came from the monster as it felt the added drag.
The unnatural animal redoubled its efforts.
With a mighty heave, Sal, Dale and Rick shuddered forward.
Throwing sticks and rocks did nothing. I clawed at Dale and Sal, trying to rip them from the tongue.
Neither budged.
“Save yourselves! Get my fellow oranges out of here! Let me be the last victim to this glutton.”
I slapped at the tongue; it attached to my hand. The flesh pulsated against my palm.
Rancid breath washed over us.
Oblivion became a dank, smelly gullet of black and pink.
I had one idea left: reach out and rake its bulbous eyes just before it ate us.
Great minds, I discovered, think alike.
Two circular missiles flew on precision courses, needing no radar, sonar or GPS tracking.
Cray and Axxey smashed into reptilian eyeballs, plunking down in goopy splashes.
We were instantly thrown from the tongue, flung far across the lawn.
The enraged frog roared, smashing off through benches, lampposts and shrubs.
“I’m the first to ever … escape that abomination. Thank you, my friends.”
“How did it even get here?” Rick asked. “It covered a thousand miles in seven days?”
“It ain’t a normal thing,” Cray said. “It’s a monster.”
“Peril after peril,” Axxey sighed, “but at least we’re still together.”
“Dale? Blink us back to the car!"
Rick slammed it in gear and we sped out of the park, leaving behind a hungry frog with an empty belly.
Cray and Axxey smashed into reptilian eyeballs, plunking down in goopy splashes.
We were instantly thrown from the tongue, flung far across the lawn.
The enraged frog roared, smashing off through benches, lampposts and shrubs.
“I’m the first to ever … escape that abomination. Thank you, my friends.”
“How did it even get here?” Rick asked. “It covered a thousand miles in seven days?”
“It ain’t a normal thing,” Cray said. “It’s a monster.”
“Peril after peril,” Axxey sighed, “but at least we’re still together.”
“Dale? Blink us back to the car!"
Rick slammed it in gear and we sped out of the park, leaving behind a hungry frog with an empty belly.