Escape from Hell: Eggy Edition! Ch. 5

After Subchapter...

Calais was munching on the "Cat-dog" given to her by the funny skeleton guy as she walked through the back-alleyways of Hellfire City... She couldn't get that guy out of her head for some reason.

Her wing felt a lot better, still a little sore, but definitely an improvement from when it was damaged before. Magic food works wonders.

"How do ya feel?" Blobbi said, still wrapped around her wing.

Calais gave him a thumbs up, she definitely felt better. She wanted Blobbi to try and unwrap her wing.

"You're sure?" Blobbi asked. "Alright..."

Blobbi slowly and carefully traveled from Calais' wing to her shoulder, as to not hurt it.

Calais moved her wing around a bit, to see if it hurt any. It felt fine. She reached up and scratched Blobbi's head. She was thankful for him helping her out.

"Awww, thank you!" Blobbi said, blushing a little bit (you can't tell though cuz he doesn't have blood).

"HEY!" A deep and scary voice yelled.

A large skeleton with a bandana and strange markings etched on his skull started walking towards the pair...
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"Oi! You're in Flamesman territory!" The thug said with an Australian accent. "You gotta pay the toll!"

"Toll..? Flamesman?" Blobbi said confused. "Wait isn't that the guy from-"

"He's the boss here!" The man said. "And HE says YOU need to pay up!"

"Uh... we don't have any money right now." Blobbi said nervously "We spent the last of it on a hotdog..."

The thug looked menacingly down on the two of them. They both moved backwards a bit. Suddenly, the man got a strange smile on his face...

"Well... You could pay ANOTHER way..." The man said as he set his hand on Calais' shoulder and flashed a devious grin at her.

Calais gave him a look of disgust and back-hand slapped him across the face. She raised her fist to punch him in the "gut", when Blobbi grabbed her arm to stop her. She sighed and rolled her eyes before returning them to the man with a look that can only be described as " ]:/ "

"Well..." The thug said with a clenched fist. "I know ANOTHER, another way you can pay."

The man raised his arms and prepared to swing down, when suddenly...

A rock hit the back of the thugs skull.

A small skeleton child in a strange home-made costume stood before them. ( 8yp0y3.jpg (click to show))

"Stop now evil-doer and I may spare you!!!!" The child said with an energetic and feisty voice.

"Why I oughtta..." The man said as he began to stomp towards the child.

The child pulled out a knock-off "pixel sword" won from the pizza joint with the animatronics a block down, and pointed it forward. The man pulled out a large and deadly looking pocket-knife that was more dagger than it was knife...

Calais immediately jumped into action, Calais pulled out her sword and shot a powerful beam of light straight into the back of the man. He quickly passed out and collapsed.

"Aha! You just got taken down by my SIDEKICKS!" The child said as Calais quickly disarmed the man.

"Sidekicks???" Blobbi said as Calais called the police. "Who even are you, kid??"

"Ah, I am the... actually I'm still thinking up a superhero name." He said with a shrug.

"Uh... okay." Blobbi said confused. "What's your REAL name?"

"My secret identity? Why should I tell you that, the secret might get out!" The kid said as the police showed up to the scene.

"Um..." Blobbi tried to come up with a reason. "Because we're your 'sidekicks'?"

"Oh yeah! Almost forgot." The child said as Calais explained the situation to the cops.

"Now you can't tell ANYONE this..." The child whispered into Blobbi's "ear". "My name's Tommy."

"What are you doing here?"

"Ribeye, I told you not to tell everyone my real name!" Tommy said.

"You think people can't tell who you are with that costume?" Ribeye said. He had a little blue police hat and a badge sloppily pinned to his jacket.

"You two KNOW eachother?!" Blobbi said, flabbergasted.

"Tom's my brother." Ribeye replied.

"Yeah!" Tommy added. "We live together with our mom!"

"Well... that's interesting." Blobbi said as the man was loaded into the police car. "Wait, shouldn't you BE with her right now?:

"She's working." Ribeye said.

"At her dojo!" Tommy said proudly. "I wish she would teach me to fight..."
Tom kicked a rock in frustration.

Calais walked over to see what was going on. She noticed Ribeye and waved hello. He waved his hand once back.

"I need a favor." Ribeye said to Blobbi and Calais while Tommy was distracted chasing a butterfly. "Babysit my brother for a little while. He gets himself into trouble. Usually I have to stop him. I have to get this down to the station."

"Well..." Blobbi looked up at Calais. She shrugged and looked to Blobbi to make the choice." "Well, alr-"

"Thanks." Ribeye cut Blobbi off.

Calais and Blobbi turned to Tommy and looked at him running in circles. Blobbi and Calais, second-guessing their choice, turned to Ribeye to ask some questions, but strangely, Ribeye was nowhere in sight. They were in for quite a bit of a hassle...

Calais reached in her pocket and pulled out a handful of change.

"You had money?!" Blobbi said with shock. "Why didn't you give it to him?!"

Calais gave him an eyebrow raise. Like she was gonna give a goon like HIM money? Blobbi shut his mouth.

"Hey! Uh... 'Tom', right?" Blobbi called out. "Ya wanna go for ice cream?"

Tommy was giddy upon hearing those words. He ZIPPED up to the two, jumping faster than a B-hopping Counterstrike 2 player.

Calais jumped back a bit from the sudden hyperactive child before her. She rolled her eyes, as they began to walk to the closest ice cream parlor.

The prices of everything in the town was surprisingly cheap, they were able to use a total of $30 to do a ton of stuff. They got the aforementioned ice cream, a fast-food lunch (Blobbi ate a burger almost as large as he was), they even went to a strange-but-fun amusement center called "Let's Play 8-Ball!". Expectedly enough, Ribeye was working at each place, wearing a different hat and pin each time. He always kept on eye on Tommy whenever he was around.

Although, as they went around-town, they noticed an uncanny amount of people with firearms on them, not to mention the gunshots they heard off in the distance somewhere along the way, combined with all the poorly-kept buildings... This clearly was not the best neighborhood to be in.

Tommy seemed unphased along the way. He had clearly seen this all before...

"I'm tired... can we go home?" Tommy asked as Blobbi was being completely and utterly destroyed at 8-ball.

"NOOOOOO!!!" Blobbi said as missed a crucial shot.

"So I can't go home???" Tommy said.

"Oh no, I didn't mean that-" Blobbi said "I meant the game."

"Well, my spirits are crushed, so sure, why not." Blobbi said as Calais spun the pool stick around with her fingers with a cheeky expression.

Eventually, the trio arrived at the house. It was on the nicer side of this pretty ratty town. It was a larger house, with some basic lights and little to no decoration besides the yard lights, a chair and table on the porch, and a doormat with a picture of a banana on it.

"To my secret lair! Tommy said as he dashed up the stairs, when suddenly, he tripped and fell on his chin. There was a small-but-discernable crack.

Tommy's cries ran throughout the house as he held his fractured jawbone, Calais and Blobbi rushed over, trying to help him.

"WHAT DO I DO?!" Blobbi exclaimed in a panic.

Calais grabbed her hair, also panicking. She didn't know any more about what to do then she did. She suggested holding the jaw in place like he did with her wing, Blobbi listening, wrapping his hand around the broken part and thickening it.

"USE A HEALING SPELL!" Blobbi yelled.

Calais, once again, didn't know how to cast that spell, and didn't want to see what happens when she casts spells she doesn't know.

"LIKE THE OTHER SPELL!" Blobbi exclaimed. "BUT FOCUS YOUR ENERGY INTO YOUR FINGERS INSTEAD OF YOUR PALMS!"

Calais didn't know if it would work, but she had to try. Her fingers glowed a yellow tone, and she rubbed it against the crack, suddenly, the crack began the radiate light, it grew brighter and brighter, until the light filled the room, and...

Everything went well. The spell had gone well, and it all turned out okay. Tommy was asleep, peaceful and quiet. Everything was.

"Hey, there's a note from Ribeye!" Blobbi said as he picked up a slip of paper on the dining room table.

"Thanks for looking out for Tom. Get snacks if you want. TV has streaming channels. Don't touch the consoles." - Ribeye.

And that's exactly what they did. The two of them huddled up with some blankets on the couch with some chips and ice cream as a movie cut on. The atmosphere was cozy, and everything seemed so nice...

Blobbi sat in Calais' lap, staring with wonder at the special effects. He was adorable, she thought. They had bonded so much in just a few weeks. She thought about how much he had done for her. The big things, like saving her life (3 times over), to the little things, like when he kept her warm outside that one cold night... He was so sweet to her too, lending her his money and powers when she needed it, and just his goofy and silly personality. She thought about all of it.

And then...

She leaned down and gave him a little kiss.

They both quickly realized what just happened. In a second, Calais was blushing profusely and trying to hide her face in embarrassment.

Blobbi stared, star-struck by what had just happened. Suddenly, he snapped back to reality, blinking a few times. He saw how embarrassed Calais was, and knew what he had to do.

Blobbi grabbed and gave Calais a squeeze around her waist.

Calais looked down to see Blobbi hugging her. It felt comforting. She hugged back. He didn't say anything. He just hugged her and smiled. He didn't make it awkward. He just gave her a big hug. It made her feel better...

The next morning...
Calais woke up with Blobbi lying on her stomach, slimy drool coming out of his mouth. She smiled and wiped it away with the the back of her hand. As she did that, Blobbi began to open his groggy eyes. He took a minute to awake fully.

"Morning..." Blobbi said drowsilly (that's a word right?).

Calais got up, holding Blobbi like a plushie, and walked over to the dining room to find two plates of microwaved waffles with a half-full bottle of syrup next to it. The two sat down and ate. They didn't say anything during breakfast. Nothing about what happened the night before, or anything else for that matter. Blobbi just ate his waffles, no thoughts, head empty. Calais, however, was deeply thinking about what she had done. She was still embarrassed, even if Blobbi didn't seem so. She couldn't make eye contact. Neither could Blobbi. He just cared about his waffles.

Eventually they finished eating, and got ready to go find Peyton, after all, she had promised them a ride straight to the kings castle, where their exit was housed. They were prepared to leave, when Tommy called out for them to stop.

"Wait..." Tommy started. "I wanna thank you guys..."

"Oh, it's fine, really." Blobbi replied.

"It's just... you guys are the only people who have been nice to me besides my mom and brother..." Tommy said shyly. "Nobody at school likes me... they all think I'm annoying."

"Aw, you're not annoying!" Blobbi reassured Tommy. "You're a great kid. Sure, you're a little eccentric, but you're funny, caring, and compassionate."

"Really? You think so?" Tommy said with a smile.

"Yup." Blobbi said with a smile.

"Thank you..." Tommy replied. "It... means a lot."

"No problem bud." Blobbi said as he pat Tommy's back.

"Hey guys!"

Calais and Blobbi recognized that voice.

Peyton.

"I've been looking for you two!" Peyton said as her bodyguards held back some bedazzled fans and simps. "Where were you guys?"

"Looking after a kid in a rather shady neighborhood." Blobbi said nonchalantly.

"Huh. Weird." Peyton said.

"Thanks for that."

A bodyguard stepped out from behind Peyton. Ribeye.

"Oh, they were looking after little Tommy?" Peyton asked Ribeye.

"I was busy with work." Ribeye replied, confirming her question.

"I understand, I get people to do my job when I'm busy too!" Peyton chuckled. "Ahhhh, I'm just kidding. There isn't anyone who could replace me, right?"
Peyton said as she turned to Blobbi and Calais.

"Not really." Ribeye said with very little care for his (one of many) jobs.

Peyton laughed at what she thought was a joke.

Blobbi and Calais looked at eachother and shrugged.

"So, about that limo..."

"Let's get you two a ride!"

[End of Chapter 5]

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For those who forgor:

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Eggman: Blud money

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