Doh's Henry Hideout/Chapter 2

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“Welcome to Fantendo Hotel!” shouted the somewhat-official owner of the tower, Elise. “It’s 100 coins for a night’s stay!”
The seven Mails slowly stepped into the building.
“Uhm. Hi,” Osaka said aloud.
“Woooow, this place is neat!” Doh said.
Mapman was drawing a map of the tower already for some reason. It was completely different from the official map of the hotel on the wall.
“I have 71 coins,” said Sprak. “What about you guys?”
“Uh, I’m in a 30 coin debt,” said Midpulse.
“I’m saving money to buy a new house,” said SOMEONE.
“Yay, it’s you!” shouted Elise, jumping out from behind her desk and tackling the group affectionately. “Hoooraaay! You guys can get in free, if you want.”
“Thanks,” said Sprak. “Which room?”
“Room 15. First floor. It’s a yata place,” Elise said.
“Alright!” Osaka exclaimed. “Lead us there, Mapman!”
“No u,” Mapman said, finishing his map. He gestured to lead the guys toward this room, whilst looking at his map for directions.
“See you guys later!” Elise exclaimed, waving at the seven Mails.
After walking down a pretty short hallway, the Mails opened the door to a room.
“Room 15... Yup, this is it! Oooh, that’s nice,” Sprak said happily as he opened the door.
“Hm. It’s getting dark already. We should go to sleep,” Osaka said. “There are seven beds here. This is convenient.”
Stiliose used his magical powers to tear one of the beds in half. It was now unusable. “I call sleeping with Mason!”
The next morning, Osaka, Doh, Sprak, Tenshi, Mapman, and Midpulse lay on beds. Stiliose lay on the floor, as he had no bed at this point.
“Alright coolguys. I’ll go buy us some breakfast with my 71 coins; Mid, make sure they don’t do anything too stupid.”
“Wake uuuup, it’s 10:00!” yelled out Elise’s voice from the intercom located at the top right corner of their bedroom.
“I’M FECKEN AWAAAAAKE,” Osaka yelled as he threw his glasses at the intercom, destroying both the intercom and his glasses at the same time.
“Welp there goes another 20~ coins. Thanks, Mason.”
“Pfft. Elise won’t make us pay coins, silly Sprak,” Osaka said. “Anyway, let’s go downstairs and meet our old friends!”
“Wait, you guys are coming with me...? But... What if you mess up everything ever or break the hotel or something?”
“Pfft. That won’t happen, don’t worry! It’s not like we’re accident prone or something,” Osaka said whilst tripping over Stiliose. “What the feck!? Wake up, Steli!” Osaka kicked Steli until he woke up.
“Henry,” Stiliose said.
“Uhm. Steli. You smell bad,” Oscake said.
“Go take a fecken shower,” Mapman said.
“Not unless Mason comes with-” Stiliose started.
“NO, GO AWAY,” Osaka said as he threw Stiliose into the bathroom of their hotel room. He sighed as he looked over at the other Mails. “Okay, let’s go down and eat before he comes back up.”
“H’kay,” said Sprak, unlocking the door.
The six remaining Mails stepped through the door and looked toward the lobby. They turned and began to walk. They stepped into the lobby after about a minute of their weird marching.
“Hey, guys!" Elise ran over towards the group as the Mails walked into the hallway.
“Uh, hi, Elise!” Osaka responded to the tackle. He got up and looked at the other Mails. “We...we were gonna go down to the cafe or something to eat breakfast.”
“Ooooh, can I come with you?” Elise asked.
“Uhm...” Osaka hesitated.
“Sure, c’mon!” said Sprak happily.
“Uh, okay!” Osaka said. The seven began to walk towards the cafe at the other side of the lobby.
“Good thing Steli isn’t here,” Mapman said.
“Huh?” Doh asked. “Why? He seems like a pretty cool guy...”
“He’s probably fapping.” Osaka said, scared.
“You’re scared of fapping?” Tenshi asked.
“You do it all the time,” Midpulse said.
“Guyyyyyyyyys,” said Sprak, “not in the presense of a lady.”
Upon reaching the café, Sprak ordered seven cinnamon rolls and-
“Wait, Sprak! I’m allergic to cinnamon rolls,” Osaka said. “So can you ask them for one cinnamon roll minus the roll? Thx.”
“Right. Six cinnamon rolls, one cinnamon without a roll, and seven hot chocolates-”
“Wait, Sprak! I don’t like hot chocolate,” Osaka said.
“-six hot chocolates and one jarate-”
“I’LL TAKE CEREAL. THAT’S ALL I CAN TOLERATE SO EARLY IN THE MORNING,” Osaka exclaimed, rubbing his stomach.
“Alright, fine, I’ll take the roll-less cinnamon and we’ll save the jarate for Steli.”
“Okay!” said Chef Tom. Hurray for cameos! “Go sit down and we’ll bring your food to you. Have fun eating your food.”
The seven turned around and sat down at a table right in front of them.
“So, uh,” Osaka started, turning to Sprak, “why didn’t you get ME a cinnamon roll?”
“You said you wanted cereal-”
“YOU KNOW WHAT?” Osaka yelled. “FECK YOU ALL.” Osaka flipped the table over to where it landed on Sprak and Midpulse on the other side of it.
Osaka stormed out of the café toward their hotel room. On the door was a sign that read “Do Not Disturb”. Osaka screamed in anger and walked back to the café to see the other six eating cinnamon rolls.
“Hey, Osaka,” Mapman said. “Seems like plot isn’t gonna advance in this chapter.”
“Hey, guys!” Elise said, standing up. “I found this in my drawer. I dunno what it is but I thought you might need it.” She held up a vial of mysterious liquid.
“Hey! It’s a Henry Artifact!” Tenshi shouted.
“Are you sure that’s not the jarate?” asked Sprak, eying it suspiciously.
“No, I think that would come in a bigger jar,” Osaka said. “Anyway, we’ll take it-”
“No you won’t!” Elise shouted. “Or at least not yet. You have to pass through my special trial before you can get it! If you pass, the liquid thing is yours!”
“Uhhh... why? Why do you even care about the liquid thing?” inquired Midpulse.
“Because I’m evil. Anyway, the trial is...you must become ‘yata’,” Elise said.
“How do we do that?” Mapman asked.
“Um, uh...” Elise began to think. “Oh! First person to the top of the hotel is officially yata! Mason isn’t allowed to compete!”
"What? Why!?"
“Well, that should be easy,” Doh said. “We could simply take the elevator.”
“No, that’s cheating!” Elise said. “You have to take the emergency staircase.”
“H’kay.”
“Now, me and Mason will go to the top of the elevator to wait for the first yata person to arrive at the top!” Elise grabbed the collar of Mason's shirt and dragged him out of the café, towards the elevator. “Oh, you can start now.”
The five Mails scrambled to run out of the café. Mapman was ahead already, as he knew where the emergency staircase was due to his maps.
The Mails all followed Mapman at full speed, passing past residents and workers.
“Alright!” Doh screamed as he ran past Mapman.
“NO U,” Mapman said, and chuckled as he tripped Doh.
“FUCK,” Doh shouted. He watched the other four Mails speed past him.
Tenshi began to fly, passing Mapman.
“NO U,” Middy said as he shot Tenshi down to the ground with his magically bazooka-rocket launcher-grenade-explodey thing.
Now only three of the five Mails were left-- Sprak, Mapman, and Middy. Doh was technically still in it, but he was too far behind due to being tripped.
The three all stepped into the emergency door leading outside to the emergency staircase.
After a stupid climb all the way to the top, everyhenry was still in the same position as before. Once they made it to the top, they saw Stiliose standing in front of Elise and Osaka.
“HI GUYS!” said Steli. “Elise gave me a thingyyy!”
“What!? How?” Mapman asked.
“IT’S A SECRET TO EVERYONE.” said Steli. “Anyways we can go now since we have this mysterious liquid that I obtained mysteriously.”
“Well, we have to go and get the other two Henries who fell down at floor 1,” Midpulse said. “And make sure Tenshi isn’t dead, because I shot him with a bazooka-laser-grenade-launcher-launcher.”
Later, the eight all met in the lobby of the hotel.
“Whelp, I guess we sorta got what we came for,” Mapman said. “Although we really had no reason to come here.”
“Yeah!” Osaka shouted. “Now, let’s go and save El Americano!”
Doh and Tenshi both rolled their eyes at Osaka’s attempt of using Spanish.
“Hey, Elise, can we buy some supplies to upgrade our awesome wagon thingy?”
“Hey, guys, watch this!” Doh held out both of the Artifacts in front of the wagon. With their power, the wagon turned into a boat. With wheels.
“Hey! We’re not supposed to use those yet!” shouted Tenshi.
“But it barely used any of their overall power,” Doh said. “There’s plenty left for the battle with Guill.”
“But we were going to upgrade the wagon anyways! ...Oh well, that’ll save a bit of money at least.” said Sprak.
“I’ll miss you guys! Come back again sometime, alright?” Elise tearfully said.
“Yeah!” Osaka said smiling.
“Whabut, aren’t you coming with us?” said Sprak, disappointedly.
“I have hotel work to attend to,” Elise said. “There are like five people staying here!”
“Awww,” Stiliose said.
“Good bye, Henries!” Elise exclaimed as they all began to walk out. “I’ll see you soon! Thanks for staying at Fantendo Hotel!”
Osaka nodded.
Suddenly, Doh, who was holding the two artifacts, tripped. The power of the vials touched and grew into a fire. The fire grew, and touched the hotel.
The entire hotel was engulfed in flames. Elise looked up in horror of the incident, as the tower in entirety burned to the ground.
“FECK,” Stiliose shouted.
“WE’RE CURSED!” exclaimed Osaka.
“Get in the wagon, quick!” Midpulse shouted.
The seven Mails all stepped inside of their wagon. Instead of Osaka, this time, Midpulse took the wheel. They drove away from the former location of the skyscraping tower.
“So, uhm. Ahem. Alright,” Osaka said. “So, where’s the next Artifact?”
“It’s at a desert,” Mapman said. “In Egypt.” Mapman erased the line on the map to take a turn towards northwestern Africa.
“Wait... if there’s a desert level, a city level, and a snow level... Does that mean there’s going to be a water level, too?
“Not before we go to the ice level. I mean, the North Pole,” Mapman said. “Now, Middy, take a turn here!”
Midpulse turned the wheel, and the Mails started heading east.
“Hey, Henries!” Elise appeared from behind the Mike Tyson chest.
“Yeah?” said Sprak. “Waitwhat?”
“Ohey, Elise!” Osaka said. “How’d you get on here? We left like hours ago.” (actually five minutes ago)
“No u,” Elise said. “I came along because you burnt down my home.”
"Oh," Osaka responded. "Well, uh. Onward! To Egypt!"
The eight continued driving toward the Atlantic Ocean. Refueling was not a worry for them. Because wagon’s don’t use fuel.
END OF CHAPTER.
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