Chapter 10 - Back and Forth

Now that I’m done degrading my favourite characters (for now), let’s get back to The Cheat, shall we?

“Let me guess, Strong Bad sent you?”
He stared at Homsar, who said nothing.
“Isn’t this usually the part when you come up with this random word salad?”
“Salad is ten times the length of my shoebox!”
“Whatever. Are you gonna actually attempt to take my stuff?”
“Daaaa-aaah! I’m the illustrator of Carol’s guardian angel!”
The Cheat glared. “Get out of the house.”
Right then, a scrunched-up piece of paper hit him in the side of the head.

The Cheat unfolded the piece of loose leaf, and read the note scrawled on the inside.

HAHAHaha! You should learn
to pay more attention!
 - SB

It hit him then like a lightning bolt. He turned around to find his stuff still there. Except for one thing...

“My computer!”

The Cheat fiercely tore up the piece of paper. Strong Bad had crossed a sacred line here. No one touched a Flash artist’s computer and gets away with it. Not even the infamous Strong Bad. Oh, he was going to pay, alright. With his life. Nah, we’re not getting that extreme. But Strong Bad’s not gonna like what’s coming to him.

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We were both curled up together on the couch asleep. What? We’ve had, like, no alone time in this story. So anyway, Coach Z and I were asleep. And sleep-talking, apparently.

“Coach Z, get the butter.”
“But... why me?”
“Because you ate the last stick.”
“Oh yeah... Tess, get the butter.”
“Are you kidding me?”
“Yes. Yes I am.”
“Y-you asking for a challenge?”
“Yeah... like Stinkoman.”
“Who the hell is he?”
“You know, double deuuuuuuuuce...”
“Oh yeaaah. Remember that time when he was fighting that guy and he did that thing?”
“No, he didn’t do anything that time. That was the other guy.”
“Are you sure? I was pretty sure he did something that time.”
“Well, you’re obviously mistaken, German.”
“Wha- did you just call me Polish?”
“No, I’m not being racist.”
“Good. Because I thought you said I was fat.”
“No, I think you said that I was fat.”
“I never called you that.”
“And why not?”
“Because I love you.”

Coach Z woke with a start.

“You what?”

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Strong Sad looked at Tori.
Tori looked at Desdemona.
Desdemona looked at the King of Town.
The King of Town looked at Strong Sad.

“So what do we do now?”

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