Brotherhood of the Time-Travelling Warlords
Part 1 – Back to the Future
A Comedy by iBrow
The Year is 2007...
“Ugh, they put my pieces on wrong.” Pridak muttered, twisting his body around.
Mantax shivered involuntarily as he places his spines on; nearby, Ehlek was putting together his own, larger, spines.
“I CAN’T BREATH!” Carapar bellowed, gasping. “HOW AM I SPEAKING?! I CAN’T BREATH!”
Pridak rolled his eyes in disgust, snapping his fingers; Mantax and Kalmah immediately picked the squirming Carapar off the ground and threw him up into the air, where he landed inside the fish tank.
“That’s better.” Pridak smiled.
“So what do we do now?” Takadox asked, slinking over.
“Well... uh... I honestly don’t have a clue.” Pridak replied, shrugging.
“We could always terrorize the Matoran!” Ehlek suggested hopefully.
“No.” Pridak said sharply. “Tahu would never stand for that.”
“Whatever, like I care.” Ehlek muttered.
Pridak glared at him; Ehlek cowered, leaving a satisfied Pridak to turn back around.
“I have a very nice goal in mind.” Pridak told them. “I say we-”
“What?” Kalmah interrupted. “Go find the mask of life?”
“Don’t be silly.” Pridak snapped. “It’s not part of a set yet!”
Kalmah rolled his eyes, muttering something under his breath. Pridak sighed, shaking his head.
“AS I WAS SAYING,” he continued, with another glare, “I think we should build a time machine!”
“Wha...?” Takadox trailed off, thinking better of it. “Alright then.”
“I fail to see how this will be of any use, but okay.” Mantax shrugged. “I’ll go let Tahu know what we’re doing, then.”
“NO!” Pridak exclaimed. “We’ll surprise them.”
The remaining Barraki followed him as he made his way towards the front of the mansion, leaving Carapar behind in the fish tank, where he lives happily to this day.
Later That Day
“Hand me the duct tape.” Pridak ordered.
Mantax thrust it into his hand; Pridak ripped off a piece and placed it on top of the panel of buttons.
“There.” Pridak stepped back, sounding satisfied. “We have built a time machine.”
“How do we figure out if it works?” Kalmah asked.
“Get me an apple, a sharpie, and a sticky note.” Pridak told him.
Kalmah ran inside the mansion; a moment later he returned; Pridak grabbed the note and wrote:
Future people, take a bite of this apple and then send it back.
Pridak, Awesome Set Supreme
“Gotta be modest.” Pridak advised.
Takadox sighed, shaking his head at Mantax, who shrugged. Pridak didn’t notice the exchange, tossing the apple through the time machine; it vanished into thin air.
“Well, we know it went through time.” Ehlek smiled. “Now we can- OW, THAT HURT!”
Ehlek staggered back, groaning and clutching his head; Pridak rushed forward, snatching the note off of the apple core.
“We got a new note!” he exclaimed. “And it says... it says... it... stupid note.”
He crumpled it up into a ball and threw it behind him, where it landed on Ehlek’s head.
“What did it say?” Mantax asked.
“it said that the future hates us, and that if we don’t send them one apple a day, they’re going to come and brutally eat us.” Pridak told him.
“Why do I not believe you?” Mantax questioned.
“Actually, he’s being honest.” Kalmah responded, flattening out the note. “Except he forgot to tell us that we need to send them at least four plums a month as well.”
“The future sucks.” Takadox whined.
“You know, it’s too bad we left Carapar in the fish tank.” Mantax sighed. “We could just feed him to them instead.”
“That sounds like a great idea!” Ehlek agreed enthusiastically.
“No it doesn’t.” Takadox argued.
“WILL YOU ALL SHUT UP PLEASE?!” Pridak bellowed. “I’m concentrating!”
“You’re just writing another note!” Ehlek protested.
“Exactly!” Pridak said, exasperated. “I’m telling them to go find their own apples!”
“But you’re fine with the plums.” Takadox stated.
Takadox just shook his head as Pridak tossed the hate mail into the time machine.
“And now we wait.” Pridak told them, sitting down. “Soon enough they shall send a reply apologizing for being dweebs like you guys.”
“I’m not a dweeb!” Mantax protested.
“On the contrary, you are the biggest dweeb of them all.” Pridak informed him.
“Sad face dot com.” Mantax pouted.
To Be Continued...
Next time on Brotherhood of the Time-Travelling Warlords:
>>The reply arrives! What was the future’s reaction?
>>A trip through time!
>>Will anyone die?
Find out next time on Brotherhood of the Time-Travelling Warlords!
Edited by ibrow, Oct 16 2011 - 03:28 PM.