EpilogueLater that night... The Cat Next Door, with
Lucy (aka GoldenPhoenix) and
Schroeder (aka Toruresu), snuck to the kite-eating tree.
Linus (aka Khushrenada) pulled off his cat disguise and began jumping. “Hey!” he called. Still up in the tree, Marcie awoke at the noise.
“What are you doing, sirs?” asked Marcie suspiciously.
“Game’s over. I’d just like to get my blanket back. Can I have it? Please?”
Marcie frowned, then handed down his blanket. Linus clutched it greedily, then began sucking his thumb. “Thanks. Welclome back,
Maxi, my blanket. Time to get down to business.”
Down the street, the little troop marched. At Charlie Brown’s house, they stopped. Linus, using his blanket as a whip, latched onto Sally’s window and opened it. Then he swung from a tree in through the window.
Sally (aka DrewMG), asleep in her bed, heard the noise and got up. “Linus?! Oh, my Sweet Babboo, you came to rescue me!” She ran to hug her crush.
“Yes. Now let’s go. We have work to do.” Linus grabbed hold of Sally, then he swung Indiana Jones style back out the window and safely down to the ground, where the rest of his crew was waiting. With a flick of his wrist, the blanket released from the tree branch and coiled neatly by his side.
“One last place to hit before we can get to work,” Linus said with a smirk.
Again they set off down the street. They turned a corner and then went halfway up the block, stopping at a seemingly random house. Linus knocked in a curious pattern.
No one answered. Linus went to knock again, but as he approached the door, it swung open. There stood
a random adult from the Peanuts universe, aka Spak-Spang. “Well, there you are,” he said.
“How’s your butt?” asked Linus, knowingly.
“Why, it’s...” Spak-Spang, the former Great Pumpkin, reached around and felt his butt. ”Why, it’s just fine. Guess the ice did the trick.” And with that, an eery orange glow began emanating from the former townie. Where his face had been, a huge jack o’lantern appeared, and when he talked, fire spewed from his mouth. “How can the
Great Pumpkin be of assistance?” he roared, laughing an evil, merciless laugh.
Linus nodded gravely, looking mock-concerned. “You’d be just surprised at the number of people who don’t believe in you! I think it’s clear that we have some... ‘re-education’ to do here. Before the night is through, we’ll make sure everyone not only believes in you, but that they
never forget you. Ready to fly through the air bringing pain and terror to all the unbelievers of the world?”
“Oh, yes. Hop on, my little friends!” the Great Pumpkin said, as Linus and his Blanket, Sally, Lucy, and Schroeder piled onto his back and he flew off, his shrill and evil cackle piercing the cool, clear autumn night.
The End!I think the horse may be dead, but feel free to continue any discussion of the game here if you want. I'll probably put a few final thoughts here as well, maybe tomorrow. For tonight, I'm all tuckered out! That was a lot of writing.
Hope you guys get a kick out of the story at least, even if the ending of the game itself left something to be desired for the townies.