Last time on Sprinkle Boy...

Our valiant heroes, allied by the LICC, a superhero group from another dimension, managed to effectively defeat CAM for the time being. They prepared themselves for a vacation in the jungle, which is sure to be eventful!

Now all they have to do is wait for Pickled Fish Man to finish what he's doing and get in!

Where is Pickled Fish Man? I hope he isn't getting any food . . that stuff Really tastes horrible . . . besides, I've brought some NEW Rainbow Donuts With added Sprinkles!

Pickled Fish Man runs out to the Flying Fish. He is wearing a fishing vest, and is carrying a tackle box and a cooler. He also has a fishing rod, a machete, and a first aid kit tucked under his arms. He enters the Flying Fish, and sets down all the stuff he is carrying.

Okay, is everybody ready? I brought weenies and marshmallows to roast, and plenty of sodas!

He looks at Sprinkle Boy, smiling.

Did I hear you mention Donuts?! You don't happen to have any Shrimp Jelly-flavored ones, do you?

Sprinkle Boy lowers his eye after hearing Marshmallows

No, I've just got some RAINBOW DONUTS, WITH ADDED SPRINKLE SPRINKLES!

He looks around at the others staring at him . .
What?

Well, I guess that's us ready for the off now!! Come on, let's go in!

And with that Sprinkle Boy enters the flying fish . . .

With everyone inside, Pickled Fish Man starts up the Flying Fish and they set off, accelerating as they do so, and heading in the direction of an unnamed and geographically dubious jungle. When they reach there, however, P.F.M. is unfamiliar with the area, and they crash into a rock!

Do you smell what I'm cookin'?

FLOOYYYYYYYYDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!

Oh, wait, you don't like to be called that.

BEEEEEEEE-EFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!

Where are we?

Does anyone have a map . . . wait, maybe there's one with the camping stuff!

Sprinkle Boy walks over and picks up one of the bags opens it to find . . .

Euuuggh . . . pickled festering fish!
I must have brought the wrongs bag . . .or maybe even bags!

Okay then . . .

Who knows anything about any jungle like stuff? Also, does anyone have any ideas?

Pickled Fish Man looks into the sleeping bag filled with pickled fish. He is NOT amused.

That's it. If we ever get back, I'm firing my maid!

He pulls a cell-phone from a pouch in his belt and dials a number. A few seconds later....

Hello, WhattaGuy. Look, something's come up, and...what? What's that? No, this isn't about the party last week. I'm stuck in a jungle with Sprinkle Boy and some of his friends, thanks to the Flying Fish malfunctioning and we need you to look after the city for a while. (He pauses, then smiles.) No problem. Bye. (He hangs up the phone.) Okay, WhattaGuy's going to keep a look out for crime while we're gone. Now, about this jungle stuff.....I don't suppose any of you know George's phone number, do you? (He pauses.) I didn't think so. Mr. X-ray, grab that machete and see if you can cut down some of the scrub over there. (He points at some bushes and foliage to their west.) Sprinkle Boy, you and the others see if you can find some dry wood and a few large green leaves.

Righty-oh!

OK, who wants to go with me?

I'll come.

Author's note: Like the name, KAM!

Rrainbow, you go ahead first.

Anyone else?

Oh, to check for traps, eh?

Yeah.

Blue: The Flying Fish malfunctioned?!? It didn't! You crashed it! Ow!

Red kicks Blue

Mmm, I think I'll leave before this turns out to be a bigger fight . . .

Wait up there Rainbow man!

Sprinkle Boy runs off into the distance leaving everyone else standing there

Pickled Fish Man looks up at the sky, then at Blue.


No, the Flying Fish's RADAR malfunctioned. It should have warned me about that rock in time for me to avoid it! (He kicks a small stone.) That's the last time I hire a third-rate electronics repairman! Let me go inspect the damage real quick.....

He walks off to check on the vehicle. Several seconds later, Blue is hit by a small group of pickled Sea Bass that fall from the sky. That's gonna leave a stink!

Blue: Gaaaaaaaah!

She picks up a fish and throughs it up in the air but it doesn't hit her attacker, instead it falls back down on her head. Violet starts to snort and soon there is a fully fledged fish-fight.

starts hacking down trees

I think I'd be good to be a sentry, since I can look through and behind things.

Sprinkle Boy turns his head back over his shoulder

Looks like a good time we left at eh?
So, do you know anything about wood, like whats the right type for fires and all of that stuff?

As long as is isn't wet, or greenish colored after you cut it, it should work fine, Sprink!

Please, please, call me SprinkLE

Okay, so Rainbow Man. Got any good ideas of where we're going to look for wood at?

Maybe X-ray could help us . . .

Well, we could get it off the trees. I used to have a lightsaber which I got from the New Menace universe, but it was taken from me by the Protectors of the Void. I think we could just break a few small branches, though.

Or maybe I could try something!

Sprinkle Boy looks at one of the trees and fires sprinkles at it, hopeing that it would fall down to the ground in small planks, however instead of what he was wanting it to do it just turned into lots of different colours and started glowing

Well, that didn't quite work, what now then? Maybe Stormsaje could help us break some trees down?

You go get him!

Meanwhile back in New Yoprk, Phillip Clearwater, aka Stormsaje, soaked in his bathtub, with nice hot water and plenty of epsom salts. The last few days, fighting Alpaca Man, the Frankspiracy, the cops, all had left him quite exhuasted and quite dirty. He was begining to drift off into sleep when the Spirts awoke him. "Oh what now?" he normally wasn't so cross with them but then again he hadn't seen this much action before. For the past few months he'd been limited mostly to stopping violent crimes. Murders, rapes and the like. But the last week he'd enocuntered supervillians, people from other timelines, and the NYPD, who was extremely distrusting of him. He felt like changing into a werewolf and ripping the throat out of that detective that called him Tonto no less than twenty times. The Spirts gave him an image of a lost Mayan city, an image of a larged serpent with small wings and diamond like feathers. A team of archeologists being chased by gun men, and an alien looking chamber where a young woman was held in suspended animation in some green fluid. And worst of all, only a few short miles away, the crashed Pickled Fish. "This would have to happen before the Tony awards wouldn't it?" he moaned. He got out of the tub, and reached for his Stormsaje outfit, complete with colored contacts. The Spirts gave him one last word. "Do not let those heroes near the city. You must do this alone."

Meanwhile, back, near the crash site . . .

Rainbow, have you ever wanted to be a lumberjack? It WOULD be a great chance to sing . . .

Anyway, how about I start picking up some branchs and you start looking for more. Okay?

I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK
I sleep all night, fight crime all day!
Others: He's a lumberjack and he's OK
He sleeps all night, fights crime all day!
I cut down trees, I hit bad guys
I sleep inside the rings
I like going to the jungle
The place where Tarzan swings!
Others: He I cuts down trees, he hits bad guys
He sleeps inside the rings
He likes going to the jungle
The place where Tarzan swings!

Yeah, OK, I'll do that...

Riight, whatever you say Rainbow . . .

I'll meet you back here in 15 minutes

Sprinkle Boy walks away and starts picking up small-ish branches . . .

I'm the one who's gonna do the "swingin'!"

clims up a tree and grabs a vine, swinging through the trees, grabbing a new vine every so often

A-A-AAAA-AAAAAHHHHHHH! (Tarzan yell)

swings into the distance, towards a beach, where he leaps into the sea

Sprinkle Boy turns his head after hearing the yell and spash

Gee, this place gives me the creeps, and it isn't even dark yet!

Back in a nearby CAM base...

So, has anyone got any bright ideas ver the ruling Manhattan idea yet? I think that if we launch lots of newspaper attacks onto the statue of liberty apart from being really fun it would bring out all of the mayors and stuff and then they would have to surrender to us but we could say "Nooo, take this! and then blast then ith MORE newspapers!

Whaddya think?

Stormsaje approached the ancient Mayan ruins. He was awed by the sheer immensity of it all. It was amazing to him the place hadn't been found sooner. He listened cautiously, and heard the distant sound of a truck driving away. The American archeological team perhaps? He sneaks into the ruins, and finds bulet holes in the ancient carvings on the walls. He sees a small trail of blood leading to a Mayan sacrifical well, a sinote he believed, from the material he'd read on the flight. Explaiing to his superiors at the Times why he wanted to take a vacation in the Yucatan, especially with the Tony awards coming up, turned out to be the easy part. Stormsaje wished that he had more than one shape that could breathe underwater, for the iron Golem was too big. A Fire Salamander would've made the water boling hot, steaming it away, and posisbly any evidence he might find as well. This was not going to be easy. He walked back outisde the ruins, and found a series of ransacked tents.

Pickled Fish Man exists the Flying Fish. He is holding a slightly melted and broken piece of metal, and doesn't look happy.

Well, thats it. The Shphunflarator is ruined, and the Jazamazanizer is shot. We're not going anywhere any time soon, I'm afraid!

The CAM base is in wreck, and NDF, Stooart and Dr Muha are in one of the few rooms still standing, and NDF is going off on one if his mad rants.

Shut up, kid! If we want to rule we shouldn't focus on Manhattan or even all of New York. We should go to Washington DC and capture the President of the United States!

First, we need a vehicle. Not that moronic convertible the Alpacamobile. We should have a blimp, an airship. Preferably armed. NDF and Stooart, you come up with a design for the balloon and a suitable sounding name. I'll look through my list of CAM bases and see which one we should go to next.

Well, we'll need somewhere to rest when night falls. The sun is setting in the west, and a sense of quiet awe is encompassing our entire band, except possibly X-ray, and Violet. Sleeping in the Flying Fish is not a good idea.

Say, how many CAM bases are there? Are there as many as in that kewl comic book I read the other day, where the . . .

He looks round to find a grumpy looking face on Dr. Muha

Oh, I'll shut up now

Hey, look maybe we could find some big logs and make shelters out of then and roof it with the shelters with moss and live in the stone-age and then give of place a name and turn it into a city . . No, A COUNTRY!

Sprinkle Boy drops an armful of sticks onto an insect-covered peice of land

Or we could just build stuff with the spare metal from the the flying fish?

running up

Uh, I don't think Fishy'd like that, Sprinkle. I don't think he'd want the ol' carp thinks trout cannibalised like that. We'll have monkey butlers, and it'll be like the Swiss Family Robinson Crusoe, only with more cursing, teenaged romance, slapstick, and sophisticated humor.

Okay then, we won't. Anyone seen any monkeys hanging around?

As time goes on darkness begins to approach quicky and our heros only have about an hour or so left of daylight . . .

Okay then, I think we should start to build some shelters, a camp fire and some other stuff we would need . . .Two or three could sleep in the flying fish perhaps?

Does anyone have something to track the time with? Even a watch would be okay if anyone has one?

I say we make a sundial. We've got enough wood for the shelters and the fire, let's begin making them!

Okay now . . .me, X-ray, pickled fish man and a few of the Rainbow Kids can start shelters, you and whoever you want can start making the sundial and anyone else has a break . . . .

Okay, my group come with me . . .

Sprinkle Boy, X-ray vision, pickled fish man and one or two of the Rainbow kids start making their way towards the site where Sprinkle Boy thinks would be the best place to build the camp

So . . .has anyone actually built a shelter before?

Does an Aquarium count?

Uhh, why don't we get to work now?

Okay, who wants to get some logs and pick up moss and stuff?

The sun slowly starts to fade into the distance leaving our heros with very little light. The shelers have now almost been completed, Rainbow Man and the Rainbow Kids are still putting the finishing touches to their sundial and everyone grows weary...

As our heros begin to settle down for the night we move onwards, towards the current CAM base in use. There, Dr Muha is trying to get things organized, N.D.F. and Stooart are still trying to use their minds to create a design for the airship Muha asked for a couple of hours back and anyone else is... lazing around I guess...

Okay now, I think we should have the BIG laser at the front and lottsa small ones everywhere else and these big metal things should go all around it to protect it from flying robots!

No! No! No! There no flying robo.....
Stooart stops short looking out of the Window. A large blob is stalking towards the CAM. Stooart dives under the desk dragging NDF with him

Mrs Morgan: NORMAN! NORMAN! I'm back to colect Stooart! Where is he?
She grabs Stooart by the ear
Stooart! Come home!

Stooart:No Mom! I like it here!

Mrs Morgan:Well I'll stay here too, to teach you and Norman a lesson for getting so attached to each other!!

Come on Stooey, let's talk more about that flying robot... There might as well be something to stop them from coming at us, I mean, like in that comic book episode where there's a big flying robot and it it crushes everyone then that mad guy invents something like it, y'know what I'm saying?

There, that's everything ready!

Right good, now all we have to do is to find out who is sharing tents with who . . . .

Stormsaje finished wrapping the bodies of the young men and women he'd pulled out of the sinote. He hoped he could get them proper burials. They had each been shot several times each before having large blocks of granite tied to their feet. If Stormsaje hadn't found that scuba outfit, he might never have learned of these poor people's fate. He sat down on a rock near by and began eating a candy bar he'd found in one of the tents. He wondered which one of the young archeologists it had belonged to. Suddenly, he heard a noise of cracking branches and shifting leaves, like a snake, only much, much larger. Out the corner of his eye he caught sight of a massive dragon like creature moved by so swiftly part of him wasn't even sure it really happened.

Okay Violet can share tens with Indigo. Blue and Green, Yellow and Orange, myself and Rainbow Man, X-ray and Red and Pickled fish man can stay in the flying fish.

Settled?

As the sun drops our heros haeds they once more become weary and begin to settle down for the night. Slowly walking towards their tents, and at their current state not caring to see who they're sharing tents with, they prepare for the next day . . . .

However - Crime never sleeps and at this moment as you may have guessed, CAM are still working like um . . .ants to get the contruction ready for the requested airship. Stooart and N.D.F. are busy on that ,Dr. Muha is still getting told off by Mrs. Morgan and Alpaca Man and Yak boy are plotting by them selves in a section of the CAM base which was chosen not that long ago . . . . .

I made sure I shared with Red.

I hope that sharing tents with X-ray is alright with you Red? I fnot you can always change . . .

Anyway, hope we all have a quiet nights sleep, goodnight . . . .

The sun rises again, some hours later, to much squawking and other assorted animal noises. Suddenly, the ground begins to shake. And it isn't anywhere near a fault-line. X-Ray is the first to be awakened, and he runs out of his tent, to find a stampede of large wild animals rushing towards them! He must warn the others!

Sprinkle Boy is next to be awakened, however not knowing if he's dreaming or not decides not to tell Rainbow Man and trys to fall asleep again. However, after not being able too, because of the noise, he pinches himself a few times and walks outside to find a X-ray there

Uhh, what's going on? Am I dreaming? Are you real?

I'm real, Sprinkle. Now...

everyone begins to wake up and climb out of their tents

Stampede! We must run up into the trees!

As the herd continues to run, the various animals fell trees, which crash to the ground, flattening tents and further damaging the Flying Fish. A sense of confusion is created, as the assorted heroes run around, split from each other and trying desperately for their own survival...

Sprinkle Boy stands up from behind a rock and has a long-ish stare at the clearing made by the stampede, however he can't see anything for the half-cut down trees and some of the clounds of dust still floating about in the air. Beliving that there is no more life left about the area, he decides not too move or make any attempt too serch for life and just sits back down, behind the stone, and chews at a stone-cold fish he found on the ground . . . .

Hours pass, and Sprinkle Boy gets bored. There's no sign of anyone around. As he gets up to see if he can find any of his comrades, he instantly comes face-to-face with a ferocious lion!

Ehhh, nice cat??

Sprinkle Boy slowly walks backwards and away at first but then nerves get the better of him and . . .

AHHHHHHHHHHHH!

He starts running off into the distance with the lion closely behind him . . .

Suddenly, a great rain of pickled fish fall on top of the lion, stunning it!

Sprinkle Boy looks up and sees Pickled Fish Man standing in a tree, smiling.

King of the Jungle: 0, King of the Fish: 1!

Gee, thanks Fishy, you owe me one . . .or two?

Say, do you know if anyone else if alive?

Then, a large bird came along and, angry that its nest had been ruined, picked up Sprinkle Boy and carried him off! It took him out to sea and dropped him in the water!

Spluttering

It's just not my day is it .
Now where's Fishy gone?

After swimming a bit out of the sea Sprinlle Boy starts walking backwards to where he last saw him

<<<Far from here, is a caucasian man with a crown of grasslike material and a jungle outfit. He sits on a branch of a tall tree and looks out.>>>

*thought* Oh, no, these pesky heroes keep on runing everything. I don't think they'd approve of my actions when they find me. If only I could control their minds first, but no, I don't think I'll be able to.*thought*

<<<He uses his abilities to enter the mind of a the large bird which picked up Sprinkle Boy.>>

*thought* That way I can keep a close eye on him...*thought*

While Panting
Why don't I just fly over the trees here? Then I can find allm of the others as well as Fishy . . . .

Sprinkle Boy starts flying over towards some of the scattered heros, he stops at first to meet Pickled Fish man before he goes looking for the rest of the heros . . .

Once again at CAM

Hey, Stooey, I gotta idea! How about you and me go look for Rainbow Man, and the others . . .by ourselfs of course . . .

We won't tell anyone we'll just leave ourselfs . . .uhh . . . Red will be there?

Stooart: I hope so...

Mrs Morgan: Stooart! I don't want you and your friend causing mischeif with Red, whoever he is..

Stooart: She, Mom!

Mrs Morgan: Well! I'd better come along and act as chaperone for you two scamps. Lead the way!

Nyahyahyahyahyahyahyaaaa!!!!!

They said I was mad! They said I was insane! They may be right. But now, I, Dr Normandy Muha, have (or is it has? I'm not a graamar person) has invented a formula to stimulate and repress genes! In simple terms... well, watch this... STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOART!

Stooart runs in
Stooart: Wha'??

Bring in the bird!

Stooart leaves, and comes back with a perfectly ordinary bird in an utterly tasteless cage.

Now... picks up hypodermic and injects the bird.

We wait for nature to take its course.

Stooart: Like, going to the toilet an' stuff?

Quiet, you.

the bird slowly changes into a small pterodactyl-like dinosaur.

And now you have a dinosaur. Soon Sprinkle Boy, Rainbow Man, and the Rainbow Kids will be a bunch of apes! Apes, you hear! Apes!!! APES!!!!!!!!! Nyahyahyahayahyahayahaya!!!!

Stooooooart, it's bad enough waiting with your mum or whoever she is so could you hurry up a bit?

And anyway - the sooner I control Manhattan's game arcades the better!

"mum"?????!!!!!! We're in New York, Reddo, get it right!

Whoops, MOM sorry

Stormsaje carries the wounded woman across the debris splattered courtyard of the once magnificent Mayan ruins. The U.S. military and the Mexican guerilla rebels shooting each other, neither able to see too clearly in the darkness.

He sets her down behind a toppled pillar near the zigauraut, then shapeshifts into a wolf, running at high speeds towards the battleground.

Sprinkle Boy swoops down towards P.F.M. again . . .

I can't see anything for the trees so if we're going to look for everyone else it would be best to do it on foot? Or if you have any better ideas we can do that okay?

If you and the kids are going someplace, take the devolver potion substance and inject the heroes with it!

N.D.F. jumps up in the air and whispers to Stooart . . .

If we can get our hands on that stuff then we can get in control of everybody! Let me show you . . .

He then runs in front of Dr. Muha

Eh look Dr. . . . .how about you let me and Stooart carry the stuff for you, it would um . . .give Mrs. Morgan a rest . . . .

After snatching it he takes the substance in his hand he runs back towards Stooart

Now we have control, with this they don't have too boss us around! Wwe can go where we want! Waddythink?

You know, Dr Muha told you to take it, and find the heroes to inject them with it.

As our young hero Sprinkle Boy enters an area where the trees are standing up more straight, he is hit by something swinging towards him. It picks him up, and he realises it is X-ray, swinging on a rope, and dressed like Tarzan.

I will rescue you! Oh, wait, I thought you were Red.

Sprinkle looks disgusted. They both make a jump forward as X-ray lets go of the rope, and they land together.

Have you seen any of the others?

Hey that was my question!

No, have you?

I thought I saw Green somewhere around here earlier. Disappeared before I could say anything, though.

Pickled Fish Man appears, standing on a nearby rock. He has one hand shading his eyes and is gazing out into the distance.

Green eh?

Well, even though we're in the jungle (the mighty jungle) and it could have been anything We'd better have a wee look anyway, how about two stay here and one goes serching?

I think that Me and X-ray should stay and you should go Fishy, you know where you saw something!

There's lots of green stuff in the jungle... Personally, I'm on the look out for... never mind... .

I won't ask, so Fishy, I guess we'll be seeing you soon, make sure you know how to get back okay? I don't wan't to go back to just two of us again!

Stormsaje walked into the Miami hospital where the young archeologists was recovering. She had unfortuneately been unable to see what he'd seen. And the Guerillas and U.S. people had already killed each other. So he alone so the space ship, and take the whole remains of the ancient city with it. The volanco that suddenly appeared in it's place still baffled geologists and volcanologists everywhere, as the area was nowhere enar a fault line, or anything like that. "Hey Cassie." He said. She groggily replied, "Hey. How'd you get in?" "People round here are a lot nicer to superheores than new Yorkers. I was wondering how you were doing." "I'm OK. I just wish my father could've seen all those chambers." "Yeah. It was amazing to say the least." Her eyes fluttered close. She needed the sleep, so Stormsaje left the hospital. "Now, how to get back to New York."

Say, Fishy how about I go with you then if something goes wrong I can go back to X-ray for help, you can defend yourself X-ray can't you?

Um... no. I can defend Red, but not too well. *cough* Maybe it would be better if I hung around with you, since you can fire sprinkles from your hands and stuff.

How about all of us just go? Is that alright with you lot?

Um, there are only two of us apart from you, Sprinkle. Or are you getting hallucinations?

No, I'm not so let me put it this way, is that alright you two?

Alpaca Man and Yak Boy walk in

Yes, Sprinkle Boy, we shall defeat you again!

You had best find someplace else to flounder, evil scum!

He looks up in the air, then back at the villains, and gives a big smile.

Mrs Morgan, Stooart and Newspaper Delivery Frank set off in their newly-constructed, but not yet decorated blimp, to find the heroes. Meanwhile in the jungle, the heroes don't even know where each other can be found, with only Sprinkle, X-ray and PFM grouped together, just discovered by Alpaca Man and Yak Boy.

Right, because of nearby villans we'd better stay close together.
Let's move onwards - there's nothing left for us here . . .
Fishy, you can lead the way but first I'm going to have a little chat with our "freinds" here . . .

He goes over towards Alpaca and Yak boy

So, what brings you evil masterminds here?

"We thought that we'd see what you lousy heroes are up to."

Don't try to catch us, you couldn't if you tried.

"Then we were going to head over to the ZuchinniFest, to get some fried zuchinni and a funnel cake!"

Yum!

Lousy? Oh well I''ll just try to ignore you then . . . .

Nope, can't do it. If you are going to the fest. then bring me back some funnel cake!

spots a tree, still standing, and very tall.

I'll go up here and see if I can spot any of the others.

climbs up.
looks around, and glances up for a moment.
glances with horror as a hastily-constructed blimp heads toward him and smashes into him.

-some time later-

X-Ray lands some distance away. Sprinkle and PFM are nowhere to be seen. Blue, on the other hand, is close by.

Hey, Sprinkle! Fishy! I found Blue!

but they are too far away to hear...

Sobbing Oh, X-Ray! Indigo and Violet have been captured by lions!

Hmmm, Fishy where did X-ray go off to?

Pickled Fish Man looks up at the tree X-Ray climbed up, then looks around...

No idea! I thought he was up in that tree!

<<<Two lions approach the JungleMaster's tree hideout. One carries Violet, the other Indigo. The JungleMaster sits up on his tree, and opens his eyes as the lions drop them. He climbs down and picks up the kids, taking them inside the tree. They go into a cave, which has been made into a candlelit underground room.>>>

*thought* The first two have been captured, now to get the others... *thought*

It's not some funnel cake, it's A funnel cake, only the most delicious confection offered at fairs, festivals and carnivals. What would you like on it, powdered sugar, bavarian cream with chocolate sauce, or whipped cream and fruit toppings; strawberry, raspberry, blueberry or apple?

Well, I think I'll take the . . . .

Pauses for a while

Shouldn't I be worrying about X-ray and the others?

Pauses again

Anyway, I'll take thebavarian cream with raspberry toppings.

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