SNORFOD IZ CONFUZZLED

Snorfod looked down at his hands and saw they were tied into a tourniqet at Blanket's house. But something was off. Where was Blanket? Hadn't he already done this?

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" yelled Snorfod when Eggley ripped off the silver tape from his mouth. A slight burn pulsated from his upper lip.

Eggley took Snorfod into another room in the makeshift treehouse, where, of course, the walls melted into another scene. But the setting wasn't what he'd thought it be. Instead of him and Eggley standing on an igneous rock island in the middle of a magma sea, they were standing in snow. Very, very, very deep snow. It was literally 1,000 times taller than Eggley and Snorfod were put together (Keep in mind, they're only six inches tall). Snorfod shivered and morphed back into his Pac-Man ghost self, aware this was not like his desert home.

"E-E-E-E-Egggggggggley, what th-th-th-"

"Right now, we're approxamatley, eh, on the top of the world right now," Eggley said, interuppting him ONCE AGAIN.

"W-W-W-W-Will you stop-"

"No." Eggley said sternly while walking ahead.

Snorfod was getting really pissed off. Eggley hadn't let him finish a sentence yet. But he followed reluctantly, hoping they might seek shelter soon.

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Eggley kept walking and walking and walking and walking and walking and walking and walking and walking and walking and walking and walking and walking for so long I got tired of typing 'walking' and so they stopped at a clearing. Snorfod took a moment to realize the clearing was snowy, but it just went past their ankles (If that sort of thing was possible for a thing with no legs or lower body of any kind). Also, it was the shape of a triangle; circles are soooo overrated. A giant bonfire burned in the center of the triangle clearing. A thick metal pole stood at attention in the middle of the fire, NOT BURNING. A man dressed in white sat in front of it, poking at the flames with a stick.

"Who's tha-"

"His name is Skittles, but his code-name is Anonymous Omelete. CALL HIM ANONYMOUS OMELETE." He replied before the quesion was even asked. Snorfod thought, WHY ALL THESE RETARDED NAMES?!

"Why are we-"

Eggley turned to face him and said, "Because you work for me now. Now that Cali is dead, I can gain WORLD DOMINATION!" So that wasn't a dream???

"Why would you tell me your-"

"Because who are you going to tell, they Mayan cats? NOBODY CAN STOP ME." He said, twisted.

But he had it all wrong. Snorfod was unstoppable.