Hi everyone, Tough Spider here with episode 3 of Poptropica Universe! 😀
Now, before we got started, I wanted to tell you guys that this episode is much shorter than the previous two; it’s about half as long. Sorry about that! 😦
We all were terrified. We had never been in a situation like this before. No one moved.
“I said,” the figure repeated, “put your hands up and drop what you’re holding, or I will fire!”
We all dropped everything and stood completely still as if we were frozen.
“Good,” the poptropican said. “Now, I’m going to take all of the credits in the cash register and walk away. If you guys talk, move, attack, or do anything, ANYTHING at all, I will shoot. Understood?”
No one said anything and the poptropican walked over to the cashier. He/she shoved aside a pale Sticky Clown as he tried to open the cash register. The machine beeped and the words “Please enter 4 digit PIN” appeared on the screen.
“What’s the code?” the robber asked quietly. Sticky Clown didn’t answer.
“I SAID, ‘WHAT’S THE CODE?!’” the robber screamed. Sticky Clown still didn’t answer.
The robber walked over to the weapons section and came back with a time bomb.
“If you don’t tell me the PIN,” the robber said in a quiet voice, “then I’ll test out your own bomb on you. Underst- oof!”
The figure fell over. Silver Wolf had shot an arrow in his/her’s back . He/she was knocked out.
“Oh, thank you!” said Sticky Clown. “That was quite terrifying!”
“Yes, yes,” Silver Wolf said quickly, “but we need to call the cops.”
“That’s what I’m doing!” Fearless Fox said, a cell phone to his ear.
We were silently waiting when Sticky Clown broke the silence.
“As I was saying, thanks for saving me. You, with the white coat and the brown hair,” he said while pointing at Spotted Dragon, “would you like a weapon? You never bought one. I can give you guys a huge discount for saving me.”
“No thanks,” Spotted Dragon replied. “You see, I’m a chemist. I keep a lot of chemicals on me. Those are my weapons.”
We waited for quite a bit longer, but Fearless Fox never started talking to anyone on the other end. After a few more minutes he hung up, enraged.
“So I wait and wait and wait,” he said, “and what do they do? They send me to their answering machine! Emergencies don’t have time for answering machines!”
“You must have entered the wrong number,” Sticky Clown said. “Remember, the emergency number for all Poptropica islands is 1234567890.”
“I’M NOT AN IDIOT!” Fearless Fox shouted.
“Well, I think people that destroy things being sold in shops must not be very smart,” Sticky Clown replied angrily.
“Guys, guys, calm down,” I said. “I’ll try on the store’s phone.”
I walked over to the phone next to the cash register and dialed 1234567890. After a minute of waiting someone picked up on the other end.
“You have reached the Poptropica Emergency Line, or PEL. How can I help you?” the poptropican on the other end said.
“Yeah,” I said. “We were shopping at Sticky Clown’s store on Zomberry Island when a robber came in. We fired an arrow at him in self-defense, and now he’s lying down here, knocked out.”
“Sticky Clown’s store on Zomberry Island? Got it,” the poptropican on the other end replied after a moment.
“And one other thing,” I continued. “We tried to contact the PEL a bit ago, but you guys put us through to your answering machine. What happened?”
There was a very long pause.
Finally, the poptropican on the other end answered my question.
“Sorry, we’re a bit busy with both Time Tangled Island and Back Lot Island suddenly exploding. Bye!”
Well? What do you guys think? 😀