STA Studios: The Final Battle Part 2 and 3

Chapter 11: Close Contact

(Mr. Pepperoni Man's POV)

Sandy's plan was awesome. I could hardly wait that I kept fidgeting when Sandy, Poop, and Ninja were discussing how to distract any guards, that Mr. Grits had to hold me down until I stopped moving. "Calm down, Mr. Pepperoni Man. If you keep moving this much, I'm gonna have to send a whole team of aliens guards to hold you accountable." Though the amusement in Mr. Grits' voice betrayed his words.

"Okay, I think we're ready." Ninja said to us when he, Sandy, and Poop were done talking with one another. "Good," Mr. Grits sighed. "I'm tired of keeping Peps under control. He's acting like he's having a sugar rush."

The first part of the plan was a success. Sandy hacked the lasers while Poop and Ninja turned into their spirit animals and ran around all over the place, leaving the aliens that were guarding the king's room to chase after them. I heard squealing and skittering noises as Mr. Grits and I climbed into a vent. We had been given some rope to keep us attached to the vent when we would jump out.

"And, here it is." I said, as we approached the king's room. "Ready?"Mr. Grits asked me. "Ready. I can't wait." I responded. Mr. Grits sighed. "I can. I mean, what if something goes wrong?" "Don't worry, it'll work out just fine." I reassured my friend. He slowly nodded and pushed out the vent cover, which toppled on the floor. Using the rope, I swung it to a slight dent in the vent to use it as the stopper. We tied a part of the rope around our waists, tugged on it to make sure that it was capable of holding our weight, and leapt out of the vent. The rope held us about a couple inches above the floor. Mr. Grits gently touched the floor with his feet and started searching the room. Meanwhile, I stayed two feet above the floor, posing as a super secret agent."Umm... what are you doing?" Mr. Grits asked. "Hey, it's a thing called style." I replied casually. My friend rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Alright, I'll come down." I muttered. Pulling the rope a bit, I came down and landed the same way Mr. Grits did.

We searched the room, but found nothing but a king-sized bed, a bunch of stacked gold, and portraits of the king... and his daughter. I found one and softly uttered, "Huh. So the little alien was the king's daughter." I gawked at the picture for a few minutes, then waved it at Mr. Grits. "Psst! Hey, Mr. Grits?" I whispered loudly. "I think you were right about the alien girl. She is the king's daughter. You were messing with a princess! Can you believe it?" Mr. Grits shrugged. "Well, with all the stuff that happened within an hour, I would say yes. But anyway, I found the radio!"

I gasped. "Good!"

Mr. Grits waved it around, causing it to make a noise. Stunned, he stopped abruptly and quickly placed it on a nearby table. "Wait, d-did it just... talk?" I stammered. Mr. Grits nodded. The radio made another noise. It sounded like a low squeak. We inched closer to it, trying to hear more. Then, it said, "Hello?" We leapt back in surprise.

"Oh my gosh, it actually said a word!" I exclaimed. "Hello?" the radio asked again. "Can anyone hear me?" I realized that the voice sounded a lot like... "Chester?" Mr. Grits asked. Chester laughed happily. "Yes! I-I can't believe this! Guys, we found them and they're alive!" There were shuffling noises, gasps of surprise, and screams of joy in the background.

Sandy entered the room with Poop and Ninja. I saw the guards tied up to a pole, so we didn't need to worry about them. "What happened?" Sandy asked. "We-" I began, but Snowball's voice interrupted me. "Sandy? Is that you? Sandy?" he asked excitedly. Sandy gasped in surprise. "Snowball? Is that really you?" "Yes, Sandy! I'm so happy to hear you're okay. Everyone stay where you are." "Huh?" Ninja asked. He and Poop were trying their hardest to stay calm, but obviously they were excited like the rest of us.

All of a sudden, a galaxy shaped portal opened in front of us and our friends stepped out. Now Poop and Ninja showed their emotions. "Woah!" Poop exclaimed. "How did you guys do that?" Ninja eagerly asked. "We'll tell you later." Chester said. "But for now, let's make time to reunite with each other." I haven't felt this excited in a long time. Finally, us and the rest of the crew have reached close contact.