The Adventures of Cafeteria Lady and BookWorm! – Issue #4

First off, I want to apologize for being not being here and not posting. My brother had a project to do before state tests and took up the home computer for about a week along with my other brother who was doing more gaming than working. But here it is. And expect Nightmare Chasers on Friday and a poem on Sunday.

Bookworm restlessly paced in front of the garbage can. Five minutes and she was already a wreck. Was her friend safe? What about those kids? She looked up at the clock.

“Okay. I’m calling Fast Food Fatso.”

“Wait!” Exclaimed Chicky Super Chick, “Don’t you have any faith in Cafeteria Lady at all?”

“I have tons of faith in her, but as her best friend, I’m very worried.”

With that, she pulled out her cell phone and dialed the number for the other superhero. It rang and rang and rang and rang and rang and and rang and-

“Excuse me,” BookWorm said agitated, “the readers don’t need to know how many rings it takes to get to talk to – HEY! The phone just hung up on me! What kind of superhero is this guy!?!?!?!?”

A very busy one.

“The eternal voice is right,” said Chicky Super Chick, “he’s usually a busy guy. His alter ego is like never around. He’s always running around town as the Fast Food Fatso. Quite the workaholic, you know. Taco Tantrum might be your only option…”

BookWorm scowled, “I will not call her. She is everything but just and I won’t have it!”

They weren’t that desperate. Were they? BookWorm wasn’t sure, but with every passing second, she believed calling Taco Tantrum would be their only choice.

Meanwhile…back with Cafeteria Lady wrestling tentacles. She squirmed in the tentacles tight grasp. An idea came. First, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and bit down hard on the tentacle closest to her mouth. An old sour taste filled her mouth, but the tentacle loosened from around her.

“Oh that was terrible!” She gasped.

“How about another plan there then, Einstein?” Angel asked sarcastically.

“I’m working on it,” Cafeteria Lady said, trying to use every ounce of strength she had to remove herself from the creatures hold.

With every push, the monster’s hold got a little tighter. Then, there was a call in the air:


“What kind of battle cry is that?” Cafeteria Lady muttered under her breath, “Hey, don’t go repeating that, stupid narrator.” She said louder.

A small woman came running toward the tentacles holding Cafeteria Lady captive. She balled her hand into a fist and charged toward the tentacles, then punched one with all her might. It recoiled some from the impact.  Reaching behind, Taco Tantrum, pulled out her axe, the blade made from hard taco shells. She held it up over her head and brought it down on the tentacle, but, the shell cracked.

“Egad!” She screeched, “My pure taco shell blade has been cracked.” She looked in the direction the tentacles came from, “You are pure evil,” then she looked to Cafeteria Lady, “sorry, you’re on your own.”

“What!? Why?” Cafeteria Lady said, sounding defeated some.

“Because I don’t want to fight something that’ll break all my weapons. These things aren’t cheap, you know!”

With that she walked away, back into the dark from where she came.

“The nerve!” Said Todd, “She couldn’t even come rescue me! I’m stuck with all this gross garbage and an incompetent hero!”

“I am incredible,” started Cafeteria Lady, “but I still may need help. Maybe we should’ve went with those communication devices BookWorm was talking about that once…”

“I didn’t say incredible…” muttered Todd, “I said in-”

“Yes, yes, it’s all the same thing in the end. Now let me think!”

“Cafeteria Lady!” A voice called, “I’m coming to get you! Cafeteria Lady!”

From the darkness emerged BookWorm…all alone. She smiled when she saw them and ran over to the tentacle wrapped around her friend.

“BookWorm! I’d knew you come if I thought hard enough! Where is Chicky Super Chick?”

BookWorm closed her eyes and used all of her telepathy to unwrap Cafeteria Lady, “She’s above ground. Keeping watch.”

“Great idea!” Cafeteria Lady dropped to the ground, then quickly stood up, “All we need to do is free those two,” she pointed to Todd and Angel still held by the tentacles, “and then defeat this beast!”

“I’m not sure I can free them the same way I did you. That took a lot out of me.”

“Don’t fear, BookWorm, for my super strength will have us covered!”

She put her arms together, and balled her hands into fists. With a small grunt, she took off as fast as she could, swinging her arms, and hitting tentacles with every ounce of force she could muster. Jumping, she smacked the tentacle holding Todd captive. As he fell, BookWorm ran up and used her telepathy to gently lower him to the ground.

“Go!” BookWorm said to him urgently.

Without looking back he said, “I’m outta here!”

Cafeteria Lady rammed into the tentacle with a hold on Angel. The grip loosened, and this time the hero hit harder with her fists. The long, tentacle recoiled, but there was a shaking and a wail started to rise from farther down in the underground cave. Bookworm waved Angel in the direction to go, and she sprinted off.

“What now?” BookWorm asked.

Cafeteria Lady looked around. The whole cavern shook with every swing of the monster’s tentacles. She backed up some, and punched one that got too close to her sidekick.

“I’m not sure.”

Quickly looking around, BookWorm said, “The walls! Lets make a rock wall with the falling ones.”

“Okay,” she smiled at BookWorm, and then ran over and started punching walls.

Big chunks of rock fell. Bookworm easily caught them with her mind, and rolled them in front of tentacles, even forcing a few back deeper into the cave. Finally the wall was completed. The wails were still easily heard from the monster.

“We should go back there and check it out, Cafeteria Lady.”

“Yeah, but…lets leave it like that for now. Whatever works, don’t fix. And this rock wall works. Next time we’ll confront a face.”

“Nice idea. I’m all for that.” Said BookWorm, and they both returned to the surface of the school.

About Ivie

I'm Ivie. An aspiring writer. A dreamer. A lover. A young woman. Just trying to find my way in the world.
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