The Great Haste
Everyone knows Martian Mickey. If you don’t, you will soon.:” On one special day, Mickey was at his house; you know just chillin’. Then the mailman knocked on the door. Knock! Knock! Mickey filled with excitement. He rushed to the door as fast as he could. When he opened the door he was shocked. The mailman has pimples! Ewww! And he had a box too. He asked “uh…what is this?”
The mailman replied, “why this is a letter from our local community.”
Mickey thought and wondered a bit before he was issued the box. After a while, he replied, “OK . . . I guess.” Then he was handed the box. HE slowly made it back to where he was chillin’.
He wondered what the letter was. Once he opened it, he gazed at all of the words. HE couldn’t believe what he saw. How could forget?! The most horrible place on Earth!!! The doctor’s office!!!
Martian Mickey almost burst into tears. The letter reminded him that he had an appointment tomorrow. Mickey tried to keep it together. He began to think that somehow he could run away, or he could try to fight. He even thought about hiding in the closet. He decided to take a drink . He picked up a soda and gulp, gulp then crush.
After hours of thinking and two policemen came to talk about a noise complaint, he decided to go. Thankfully he had a plan. The next day, Mickey headed to the doctor’s office with two things: his pride and a bottle of shampoo. As he got in his car-mobile, he said, “It’s just me and you doctor’s office.” Five minutes later, he exited his car-mobile and approached the big doors. He took a big gulp and walked inside with the shampoo “duh duh duh duh.” (scary music played in his head.)
The nurse inside nicely asked him to sit down. Mickey replied, “shut it! Umm… I mean… ok.” The nurse was shocked. Mickey waited four hours. The glares from the nursed did not make him feel any better, and he was already feeling kind of sick to his stomach.
After many scary moments with the nurse, the doctor was ready. Mickey followed the so-called doctor (a.k.a. Evil Master Mind) to his office, and on the way, Mickey was so scared he almost threw up. Mickey was very surprised that the doctor’s evil lair (office) was actually very clean. The Evil Master Mind (slash doctor) told Mickey to wait. Mickey stumbled, “O…K….” He waited and waited. HE was getting tired. He then remembered about his plan. He pulled the shampoo bottle out of his pocket and began thinking and thinking and thinking.
Then he got it. Just at the right time too, because that very second the doctor (slash Evil Master Mind) walked ino the door. Mickey quickly shoved the shampoo down his pocket.
The Evil Master Mind (slash doctor) asked Mickey to slowly open his mouth. Mickey laid down and did as he was told, and he slowly pulled the shampoo out of his pocket. The doctor (slash Evil Master Mind) slowly pulled out his tools. Mickey slowly opened the cap and aimed at the Evil Master Mind (slash doctor)’s head. The doctor (slash Evil Master Mind) turned around. Mickey gave only a few seconds for the doctor to realize the situation. Then SPLAT!!! Soap was all around the Evil Master Mind’s (aka doctor)’s face. 1…. 2…. 3….
“AHHHHHHHHHHHH” screamed the doctor. Mickey jumped up and dashed away. Mickey dashed down the hall. SPLAT!! SPLOOSH! People screamed “AAAAHHHH! My eyes!”
Mickey rand down the hall. HE could see the door. He said excitedly, breathing hard, “Yes! I made it.” Then the police smashed the door and yelled, “FREEZE!”
Mickey stopped and sprayed all of htem, but there were so many. He decided to jump out the window. HE got into his car-mobile and drove away.
When he got to his house, he quickly bolted the door and blocked the windows. Mickey was breathing really hard and muttered, “I made it.” But from behind, a shadow appeared. The figure whispered, “we need you.”
Mickey answered, “Wh…what?”
The shadow replied, “we need you on our side.”
Mickey yelled “Come out! I got soap! I’m not afraid to use it.”
The shadow slowly crept out of the corner. The shadow was a shady man. HE said, “Mickey, I saw what you did in the Doctor’s office (slash Evil Master Mind’s Lair).”
Mickey replied, “wait…you saw?” The man said, “we want you to join the FBI. We saw you with the soap. You’re a professional.”
Mickey was surprised but he always dreamed of being a secret agent man. So he agreed, and began saving the world with his awesome soap bottle.
The End
