Chapter 15: Assumptions
Zapblapoman awoke. His head hurt. He slowly got up. It was evening. He felt hot, really hot. He was sweating, and his clothes were really uncomfortable. It was almost as though his clothes were made out of rubber. He looked around and found his clothes laying on the ground. If his clothes were on the ground, then why was he so hot in the evening. It must be that blasted global warming. It doesnt have the decency to make winter any warmer, but is fast to make night as warm as day.
I see that you have awakened. A screeching voice said behind him. You seem a bit confused. Please, allow me to introduce myself: I am Jeremy. Not necessarily the diabolic evil name you were expecting, but I assure you that it is only because I am no super villain, I am merely a mere henchman. Yes, a henchman with a British accent. A high-pitched one at that. Your situation is a trifle. You are encased in a suit of rubber. This suit, as it is quite logical, prevents you from
Chapter 14: Charge to Battle
Zapblapoman couldn't believe what he was hearing. The idea that Edmonton had declared war against Calgary seemed incredibly incredulous. He couldn't believe it, the only way that he could prove that Ned was telling the truth was by checking his phone messages. He walked over to the phone and checked his messages. Sure enough, there was a message for him:
"Hello Zapblapoman, I know for certain that your weird super hero senses, that you of course have, have already alerted you that we have officially declared war on Calgary. Now I am phoning you to ask: Will you fight in the name of Edmonton? Call me back as soon as you get this message to tell me your answer which is most obviously going to be yes, because you are a super hero and the protector of Edmonton, and all that is Right."
Zapblapoman stared at the phone. He waited a bit longer listening to see if the caller had anything else to add to his message. There was no more. Zapblapoman hung up the phone. "He didn't leave his name, or
TomorrowI remember when I was younger,
Dreaming of being older.
The wisdom that I would attain,
Life would be great and full of glory.
I remember last year,
Thinking of this year.
How I would have all that I was lacking
Life would be relaxing and full of peace.
I remember this morning,
Seeing a bright sunny day of opportunity.
That no grim cloud would cast shadow
Upon my thoughts.
One more happy day added to my life.
I remember yesterday,
Knowing that today would be different.
That I would build my courage,
And live the life that I dreamt of
When I was younger.
Now all that I can focus on
PerspectiveClass was boring and the room was cold. The teacher was up in the front droning on about something that had to do with something else. I tried to listen, I really did, but this day was dragging on longer than even I can bear. He started the lesson off by writing The Nature of Perspective up on the board. Already I saw that this was not going to be any different from all of my other classes.
My first block class was Mathematics, algebra. I dont mind it; I get seventies on it so I guess that it is good enough. My parents wish that I could get eighties or even nineties in Math. You kind of have to expect this, especially being that my father is a math professor at the local University. What can I really say? I just dont care for Math, Ill get a passing grade and thatll be good enough for me.
After Math I had Social Studies. I hate Social Studies. Sometimes I wish that I had it in fourth block, so that I wouldnt be so drained once I got to English.
13 Another Shocking Surprise
Zapblapoman walked to other places of the city. Flurada followed him shortly after.
Unfortunately, while he saved that man from dieing from a heart attack, a shoot out broke out in another part of the city resulting in a fatality.
Ned was in the Lab of Electrocution. Being that Zapblapoman wasn't there, it gave him some time to work on his experiment. While the computer was analysing the components of the hair-dye, Ned took out a plastic head with synthetic hair. He mixed the hair-dye ingredients together and then applied it to the hair. He took a coffee break while he waited for the dye to take affect and then washed the dye out. The hair was a nice shade of brown. This was rather intriguing, not necessarily surprising, but intriguing in the sense that Ned had never seen hair get dyed before.
While Ned did all of this, the SHIMC analysed the components. A few of them were: p-phenylenediamine (PPDA), toluylene-2,5-diamine (T-2,5-DA), o-aminophenol (OAP), m-aminophenol (MAP), p-aminop
Chapter 12: Shopping
"Exactly what are we getting?"
"Don't worry, it's all on the list."
"Can I see this list?" Zapblapoman was not excited about what Ned's plan was for the day.
"Don't worry, you'll find out what we're shopping for later." Ned was wearing a pair of sunglasses that looked incredibly stupid on him, but still managed to spark some sort of interest in Zapblapoman.
"Where'd you get those glasses?" the lens was red and yellow, and the frame was mainly black.
"I found them at my house. Do you like them?"
"No, I think that you look stupid, but the colours go together very nicely and it gives me an idea." Zapblapoman went to the SHIMC. He was back in a half-an-hour with his new suit. It was mainly black, and the red and yellow made it seem complete, and original all to Zapblapoman. He also implemented the new materials that the suit would be made out of.
"Nice suit," Ned said, "it looks original. Now that you are ready to go we shall go."
"I never agreed to go shopping, I don't even understand the
Chapter 11: The Answer
Welcome back faithful reader! Although the tension inside of you is most indubitably yearning to find out whether or not The Invisible Person will join sides with our beloved hero and spy on Doctor Rock, let us skip ahead to other moments and in other places for a while to allow the suspense to build. The events that happened the other night will remain hidden until his answer is revealed
Zapblapoman got out of bed and looked in the mirror, his yellow tipped hair was slightly longer, but was also visibly more yellow and the tips had now grown to half the length of his hair. His eyes now had a tinge of green left in them. In a way, he felt sad as his past crumpled up behind him and then got struck by lightning.
He could see his suit from here, hung up in the bathroom. It was still drying after what happened last night. Stupid The Invisible Person, he thought, it's his entire fault that it is wet. The suit was still dripping the last of the water. Some of you may be clever enough to noti
Does what ever a vacuum can,
Destroys a web, any size,
Catches flies, just like thieves,
Hell ya! Here comes the Vacuumman!
Does he suck? Or does he blow?
With his vacuum powered hose,
Can he suck lice from my head?
Or waspnest from my underbed?
Oh yes, he's the Vacuumman!
In the darkest light,
Any kind of grime,
He will vacuum like,
It were a crime!
Bugs beware the Vacuumman!
By housewives, he's adored,
Vacuuming is not a chore,
To him! No web is too tangled,
No basement is too mangled,
When you're the Vacuumman!
The Invisible Person, Revealed!
They got to Flurada's room and knocked at his door. He opened up and immediately asked, "Who is that guy?" as you can recall, Flurada can see partly into the infrared spectrum, therefore, he could actually see The Invisible Person.
"He's some guy I met while he was trying to rob a bank."
"So in other words he is a villain?"
"Yea well, he escaped from me at the bank and then I coincidentally ran into him here. People were starting to stare at me while I was arguing with what appeared to be nothing. I brought him here so that you could keep an eye on him."
The Invisible Person was eager to speak, "are you the one that is going to wax my legs?" Zapblapoman looked at where he thought The Invisible Person was with exhaustion.
"He's really obsessed with removing the hair from his legs. He thinks that people are starting to stare at him."
"My legs are really hairy!"
"Yeah, Zapblapoman, do not get him wrong, his legs are really hairy." Flurada cou