|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- PILN OF SCREW RIDGE--CUP 5--"CLEAN" <-------  ||  Severe Repair  ||  Piln of Screw Ridge  ||  -------> (Cup SRsr005, Created v2 (6/7/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = "Got it, chief!" said a female voice over a crackly intercom. "Thank you, Clarice." Harvey responded into the microphone. Then he continued, "So you can see Dave, this name change of mine is going to... going to... uh... going to..." Harvey was distracted, staring wide-eyed out of his office window. Dave looked over and saw that the Underground Empire had changed. It was clean. "Ubba... ubba... ubba..." Harvey was muttering as he glared down at the cleanness. Dave got up and walked over to the office window, next to Harvey. "What happened?" Dave asked softly. But Harvey just kept muttering. Then Dave spotted something moving near the base of the mountain, an area that was still dirty. It looked like a light-blue devil in white overalls and hat, wielding a massive red broom. "Cleandaemon." Harvey said through clenched teeth. "Huh?" "It's a Cleandaemon, Dave." Then Harvey rushed over to his desk, rummaged through the drawers, and produced a loaded crossbow. He used the blowtorch to light the tip of the bolt, which burst into flame, and rushed out the door of his office. Dave followed him. "It's the Flaming Crossbow of the Bamburgers for you, fiend!" Harvey shrieked as he shot the fiery projectile at the Cleandaemon, who deflected it easily with his broom. "Bastard!" Harvey yelled. "Dave! Dave! Go in my drawer and get more bolts for me!" Dave ran into the office as Harvey kicked over a huge dirty printing press, which tumbled thunderously down the mountain toward the Cleandaemon, which batted it aside with his mighty broom, cleaning it in the process. In the office Dave searched through Harvey's desk drawers for the bolts, when he saw the cover of a magazine, reading "TV View Weekly". He reached for it, but Harvey yelled at him. "Dave! The bolts! The bolts, Dave!" "I can't find them!" Harvey cursed and bounded back into the office, shoving Dave aside and ransacking his desk. "Son of a ruzgo!" Harvey screamed. "Gotta find those bolt!" Then the two heard someone clearing his throat by the door, and they both looked up to see the Cleandaemon smiling in the doorway. "Haha, I cleaned everything, haha." the Cleandaemon said. "Punk!" Harvey yelled as he hurled a cash register at the Cleandaemon, but he deflected it (and cleaned it) with his broom. "You'll never clean my office!" The demon raised an eyebrow and held his broom tightly. Harvey looked over at Dave in panic. Dave took a deep breath and unzipped a little zipper on his sleeve. Instantly, he began transforming into a comet. Shooting forward, he wrapped his arms around the Cleandaemon as his transformation was completing. With the demon firmly in his grasp, he transformed fully into a raging fireball and blasted through the roof of the Underground Empire and out into the open sky. "What are you up to?" demanded the Cleandaemon. "Where's all the dirt?" Dave bellowed in his thundering comet voice. "You must have put it somewhere!" "Never! I'll never tell! Cleaning Harvey Rattt's Underground Empire is the greatest cleaning job ever done!" -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----