Evil Monkey of Munky - Chapter Three

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Nanners once again took her spot on the fridge as the band returned to the bus for the night. She had had the most filling meal of her life and had actually managed to snag of few good sized bugs out of Twiggy's hair. Her stomache full, she decided to sit and plot what she would do to the four humans that planned to destroy her and her master. Long after the bus started moving and all the band members had fallen asleep, David got up to go pee. As he walked sleepily, yet feeling somewhat refreshed, back to his bunk, he heard a strange screatch and turned around to recieve a face full of angery monkey. A loud girlish yet blood curdeling scream filled the bus. Reggie and Head stuck their heads out of their bunks to scold Jonathan for waking them up, but stoped short when they saw a grumpy Jon, light purple face mask in hand, getting out of his bunk, mumbling something under his breath while the girlly screamings of 'Get it off me! Get it off me!' continued to pour forth from the front of the bus. Hearing the noise coming from the back, the bus driver had pulled over to the side of the highway and stepped back into the living area to see what was wrong. "Ahhhh! Evil monkey! AHHHH! Help! Somebody get it off me!!! Posessed chimp! Heeeelp!" David was scrambling to get the rabid, clawing monkey away and off of his face. When Jon and the bus driver entered the living room area, David was rocking back and forth in the corner, holding his face in his hands, crying and Nanners was no where to be seen. Given the signal from Jon that it was alright, the driver went back to his post and started the bus up again. Jon walked over and sat down next to David. "David, what the heck happened?" Jon's voice was cracked and his throat was sore... dang allergies... stupid asthma. David looked up from his hands and looked at Jon in horror. "What?" And in true comic fashion, as in any cheesy horror flick, David pointed past Jon and started to mumble incoharently. Jon stared at him and finally turned around to see what it was that Silvy was pointing at. Nanner lept up onto Jon's shoulder and started to pick bugs out of his dreds. Jon turned back to David and shot him a confused look. "David, what's wrong? It's just Nan, now please tell me why the heck you were screaming bloody murder?" David looked Jon like he was blind. "T-that stupid mon-monkey a-attacked me! It-it came after me when I-I was going b-back to my bunk... It attacked me!" David eyed the small mammal as it continued to pick through Jon's messy hair. "Look, David, go back to bed... we have a show tomarrow. Just go wash your face and go back to bed. Alright man?" He patted him on the shoulder and turned around and went back to his bunk. On the way back, Fieldy and Head stopped him. "Dude, what was all that crazy stuff about? Was it Silvy?" "Silvy... evidently was walking back to bed from the firdge or something and and Nanner climbed up his leg or something to get his attention." Saying that, Jon stoped in front of his bunk and took Nanner off his shoulder and placed her inside Munky's bunk. seeing that the other two didn't have anything to say, he slipped bak into his own bed under Munk's and tried to go back to sleep. Soon after, Fieldy and Head did the same. David didn't sleep the rest of the night. He went up front with the driver who's name he had not known till he sat down and started talking with the older man. Jesse was an old army vetren, who had been good friends with Jon since he had been an acisstent corener beck in Bakersfield. He had three grandchildren due to a few mistakes on his daughter's part and was devorced and a widower. He had gone into the army as a teenager of sixteen and got to see the world. He retired from the army after 18 years and lived in Bakersfield with his ex-wife and then late wife, Patrisha. (Ok, not much of a cliff hanger but I think I'll stop here for now... I gotta go watch the MTV video awards so I can see Madonna kissing Britney Spears and Christina Agularia... Hmmm... I'd like to see Manson, Christina and Twiggy personally... hehe... all those who review will recive a nice iced tea and a back rub from Aston Kutcher...lol)

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