*This takes place two months after Deadly Sausage 2001 FYI.
This was it. After years of fighting crime, the city was safe, so it’s time for a vacation! Finally, I haven’t realized how much I needed this break. Deadly Sausage was packing his bags and looking at the mail he just received. It read ‘Congratulations! You have won a free trip to the beautiful mountains of Freëzen!!’ “I don’t remember entering a raffle, but I won’t pass up on free stuff!” His butler chimed in. “Aren’t you a millionaire?” Deadly Sausage scoffed, “That’s not the point, free is free.” Cop Donut had already gotten the city under control after Meatball’s 2001 Incident, so he was free to leave for a while, and now that he had packed, he was off to the airport.
On the way there he decided to read the brochure that came with the plane ticket. ‘Come explore the magical forests of the Ic Cremē, or the shimmering lakes of Choclõt.’ The rest of the pamphlet was covered in ads for popular places in the area, but Deadly Sausage didn’t care to read those. He had nearly arrived, and he started noticing something odd about the ticket. It had several digits on the back, reading 1415.21201.8.116. A few numbers seemed to be missing, but he thought it was just some sort of factory number, so he put no thought into it.
The airport was in clear view now, and it was packed to the brim with planes departing and arriving. Perhaps I wasn’t the only one to get this ticket. He thought as he parked his car. He activated his portable disguise and entered the building, and waiting for his plane. He checked the ticket, Freëzen, Where’s that? He spotted the sign on the left side of the airport, where a large crowd had gathered. They were arguing with an employee about a scam ticket they had received from a company called Fly X. He checked the brochure he had received, and sure enough in small lettering, there was Fly X Inc. listed as the giver. He was getting annoyed by the crowd, and he shoved through to the clearly stressed employee. “Everybody calm down!” He shouted at the crowd, who stopped confused. “Leave the employee alone! The tickets are fakes, you should leave immediately.” Everyone slowly dispersed, mumbling angrily about scammers, and Deadly Sausage asked the employee if they had ever heard of the scam company.
“n-No, I never heard of them.” Deadly Sausage sighed and was about to return to his car when someone called out to him. “Deadly Sausage? Is that really you?” He turned around swiftly and was greeted by someone who looked like a manager. “It’s an honor to see you, would you mind my asking where you are headed?” Home. He decided not to be rude and replied, “I was supposed to be going to Freëzen, but my ticket was just a fake.” The Manager suddenly looked perplexed and asked “Huh? It would be my pleasure to personally pay for your ticket if you accept?” Deadly Sausage was contemplating, I guess if I drove all the way here I might as well get something out of it. He looked at the manager and said “Thanks for the offer, I accept.” the manager gets his ticket and he boards the plane.
The flight was long and boring, and he was one of three people on it. One of them was sitting a few rows ahead of him and was tinkering with some sort of machine. He was curious and peered closer at the object, but it seemed to be a radio. He didn’t see any flight attendants, and the captain didn’t say anything.
Something’s wrong, this must have been a trap! The intercom sprung on. “This is your captain speaking. As you may have already guessed this is no normal flight, this will be your last, Deadly Sausage!” Deadly Sausage sprung up from his seat. He looked back at the man with the machine. A bomb! He ran towards the man, and it was a fake. He turned around, and the man behind him was also a fake. He rushed up to the cockpit, and the captain was missing. A message was lying in the seat, and it read. ‘You shouldn’t have fallen for this, aren’t you smarter than that?’ He looked up and saw a box labeled ‘Emergency Parachute’, but it was empty. Oh well, guess I just gotta wing this. He ran back to the bomb. 20 seconds. He looked out the window and saw a lake below. That’s got to be Lake Choclõt! He opened the large hatch door, and everything started to get sucked out, but Deadly Sausage grabbed onto a chair. Ok, on three, one, two, THREE!
He let go and went through the hatch. Diving through the air as fast as lightning, he tried his best to slow down and steer himself towards the lake. Great, now I’m going slower, but I can’t miss! He saw a glimpse of several people staring at him as he plummeted. Oh no! I missed!! Goodbye world! He braced for impact. I’m still alive! Where am I? He looked down. He was sitting in a half-deflated bouncy castle, and a group of kids were staring in horror. “I um, I can explain.” He stuttered as the kids started to cry. The group he saw earlier came to see if he was ok, but to his dismay, they were the kid’s parents. He had given up on trying to stay disguised, so he grappled away.
He froze in his tracks.
Wait, if the tickets were fake, then that means… The vacation was fake! I’m stuck in a foreign country with nowhere to stay! He tried to call Cop Donut, but there was no signal. He was attempting to ask shopkeepers if he could use their phone, but they couldn’t understand. “Hey, could I use your phone for a moment?” he would ask, “förlåt jag talar inte engelska.” But they wouldn’t understand. He found a bench and was contemplating a way to get home. “Perhaps I could take the bus!” But I don’t have the money with me. Finally, he had a plan. I’m a crime-stopper, all I have to do is find a criminal, and take their car. And that’s just karma, not anything malicious. He went on top of the buildings and was searching for anyone suspicious. It was almost midnight, and Deadly Sausage hadn’t seen anyone yet. This place must be pretty crime-free. He did one more search around the small town, when finally. Ah-ha! I see a criminal. A few hundred feet away from him in an alley, a woman was being mugged. He couldn’t stop him, as he had to get away. The criminal took the woman’s phone and ran off. Deadly Sausage was silently following them, and when they reached a car, Deadly Sausage swooped in and knocked out the mugger. He returned the lady’s phone and headed to the car. Well, I guess I can’t come back here, due to grand theft auto and whatnot. It was a couple of days trip to return to Crime City, but once he arrived he checked up on the city. It was safe, but the question was for how long.
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