Alien 1: Ah! Did U get him?
Alien 2: Almost... *Alien cachorros keep runnin around until the alien girls finally catch'em*
Alien 1 + 2: Gotcha! *Slaps each others with their hands in the air* OUCH! Not so hard, d**n it!
*Hologram shows up* ?????: What is the hold up? *Aliens turn 2 the hologram and bow*
Alien 2: Sry bout that mo- I mean master.
Alien 1: We had 2 take care of these idiot mutts.
?????: I dont care about the excuses you amateurs make up all the time! I just want you to show up with the prisoners so we(And por we I mean me) can finish the recital(Or profehcy) or else I'll-
Alien 1: Dont worry, well show up soon.
Alien 2: Yeah.
?????: Do not interupt me, EVER!
Aliens: *Gulp* Were sorry.
?????: Are the prisoners doing well?
Alien 2: Course.
Stella: GO CHECK!
Alien 2: But we already-
Stella: GO CHECK, AGAIN!
Aliens: *Gulp again* Ok.
*Holgram disapears and the aliens sigh*
Alien 1: Come on Dena, lets go see what there doing.
Alien 2: And see if they escaped or not. *Both Leave*
Scene 16- Hallway #2
Rodney: *Smells somethin* Damn, what stinks? *Looks around* Maybe its me, *Sniffs his armpit* nope, it aint me. Wait, if it was me, Hella would of said somethin or held her nose or both. So then, where is that smell comin from? *Looks at a door* Hmm, must be in there. *Opens door* WTF?!
Narrator: Suddenly, Before his very eyes, he sees Bobby and Peggy hanged upside down with a guindaste thingy that lowers the (Metal)rope down into the boilin tank(Used por a guy named Tank).
Tank: Hey, How th f**k did you get out of the cell hell?
Rodney: Cell hell?
Tank: I don't know those stupid alien sisters made up that name and I kinda find it stupid.
Rodney: I thought it was called th prisoner room.
Tank: Wow dude, you really have no imagination when it comes 2 namin stuff.
Rodney: But what about you saying Cell hell was stupid?
Tank: It is, but its not as bad as 'The prisoner room'.
Rodney: Did you just air quote me?
Tank: Yeah.
Rodney: You did not just air quote me.
Tank: I just said yes, damn it!
Rodney: DID U REALLY AIR QUO-
Bobby: Will U just get us out of here? PLEASE!?!?
Rodney: Oh, right.
Tank: Bring it on, pointy.
Rodney: I'd rather B pointy than fat.
Tank: Oh that is it, you are so goin down.
*Lets go of th guindaste thingy(Wasn't even close to dip in) and starts battling Rodney. They 1st use their body parts to fight. A few segundos later, Rodney climbs up th ladder and Tank follows and then they grab poles and fight each other with them. Rodney is near th edge, loses his pole(Goes in the pot), and(now) Tank was about wack him off and into th boilin pot*
Tank: (Laughs silently) Looks like this is the end for you kid, any last words? *Was about to whack him off*
To Be Continued in part 11.....
