Even Deeper Inside the World of Keglerton

== Chapter 1: A New Frontier ==
It was January 1, 2022. Hypercane (Hype), the leader of the Hypothetical Hurricanes Wiki, was announcing a new project to the members of his community.
"Today, we're going to dream big, but specifically, we're going to dream about the future. Now, I've had this idea for a long time. It's not the kind of thing you just bring up at the beginning of a project. It's kind of a, you know, secret," he joked. The group, which was made up of a mixture of young students and slightly younger tropical cyclone enthusiasts, laughed at the joke.
"I'm proud to announce that we'll be bringing back the HHW Bus! The idea came up while we were discussing how to improve the lives of everyone in the community, and I think this is a great way to achieve both of those goals. This thing's been around since the 1930s, and I think it's time for a facelift."
In the crowd, StrawberryMaster (SM) smiled. Finally, the HHW Bus would be returning, and he would have the chance to have the best memories with his friends.
"And remember: this will be for administration members only!"
SM's world was now shattered. He hadn't been an administration member in ages, especially after the incident where he and his friends were drugged and robbed before being thrown into a vat of acid by a mysterious person. His involvement in it, while small, had put him on the administration's blacklist. The administration didn't want him as an example of the dangers of crime in the community. But he needed to be in the HHW Bus, he helped build its reputation, and now he had a chance to turn his life around!
After Hype ended his speech, SM went up to him and asked if there was any way he could get back in. Hype, it was clear, didn't want him on the bus.
"SM, I can't just give you a spot on the bus. It would be like I was inviting you back. You need to work your way back in," Hype said.
"I know. But... we've been friends for seven years! You should totally let me in there, you know."
Hype sighed. "I'm sorry, but you were a danger to the community. You wouldn't be a reliable addition. If the other members saw you, oh boy, I'd be in trouble."
"But come on! It was just a harmless acid bath. And it's not like anyone got hurt. Okay, yeah, we know we've had issues in the past, but we can work through them, right? I mean, we're all friends now, right?"
Hype glanced at SM, then looked at the ground. "I'm sorry. I can't help you. And if I did, I'd be putting myself in danger. I'd be signing my own death warrant."
"Fine! I didn't want to be in a bus with, you know, bald people anyway."
Hype chuckled, then shook his head. "Okay, grandpa, let's get you to bed."
"You're bald, Hype, you're bald!" SM screamed as he ran away.
Hype chuckled. "You're going to be just fine!"
It was a sad sight, watching his former co-worker leave in a huff. On the other hand, it's not like this journey could go wrong, right? Right?
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SM, disappointed with the outcome of his request, wandered around the bus compound for the next several hours. After a while, he spotted the same person he was looking for. This time, however, she was coming towards him.
"MysteryHunter!MysteryHunter is a character from the now-deleted "The Hurricane Hunter" story, created by AkioTheOne. It's me, SM!" he called.
"Oh, hello, SM. What are you doing here?"
"It's simple. I need your help to take down the HHW Bus. They'll never suspect a thing."
"Sure thing. I'll tell you the details once we get a little further."
"Perfect! Come on, let's go! They don't know we're coming!"
They raced to the back of the building, where a set of tall, chain-link gates kept the desert outside.
"What do you have in mind? I hope it's not another acid bath!" she said.
"Oh, no, no. My plan is simple. We just need to steal a cop car, and then, who knows? Maybe we could hijack it, and grab the keys. I'm sure we could do it, the two of us!"
"Well, I hope so! Let's do it!" she said, grabbing his arm and pulling him through the gate.
They crossed to the other side, where a set of steps led down to the street.
"Do you really think this is going to work? They're not going to just hand over the keys to the cop car to two weird-looking kids," she said.
"Well, I have something special to use in situations like these..." he grabs a fishbot, which he named Gloria. "I'll use it to distract them, you get the car, and drive. Just be careful, okay?"
"Okay. I'll be fine," she said.
"Perfect. Let's do it! I'll race you to the car!"
He accelerated down the steps, then sped off.
"I'm right behind you! I'm right behind you!" she shouted.
As they reached the street, MysteryHunter spotted a police officer.
"Hey, you two! What are you doing?" she asked.
"We're just having a little fun!" he replied, moments before he slapped the officer around with a fishbot, as he faceplanted the floor.
The two used this opportunity to obtain the keys to a nearby police car. With that, the two entered the car and sped away, and now had the goal of finding the HHW Bus.
"I thought this was suspiciously easy," she said.
SM shrugged. "No time to worry about that now. We have to get to the bus. I have to be in it. Or, at the very least, ask Hype for a severance package."
"A severance package?"
"Yeah, see, I did a lot over the past couple of years, and all I need now is a golden parachute."
"Makes sense."
== Chapter 2: All Aboard ==
It was a strange feeling, riding on the bus for the first time. The smooth ride was not accompanied by the jarring bumps that one had come to expect on the highway.
"This feels more like a boat than a bus," said Hype.
"Yeah, feels smoother, doesn't it?" agreed Monsoon. "Reminds me of my first time on the water. I was so nervous, I almost peed myself. Sad!"
"I don't think I needed to know that, but okay! I wonder how the others in the bus are doing."
He looked behind his seat and saw the other users. Alex was sitting in the back of the bus, closely looking at another user's backpack. (Hype privately hoped there was no illegal contraband in there.) Lucas was quietly sitting in the middle of the bus, with his head down and his eyes on the floor. NXSA was sitting behind the driver, staring out the window.
"Hey, can't this thing go any faster?"
"Shut up, kid," said the bus driver, who also happened to be Senator Gary Hasselhoff (D-AR). "You'll hurt yourself."
"I need to stand up to see the scenery. This feels like I'm flying!" yelled Hype, before the bus driver sternly told him to shut up.
Hype ignored the driver and stood up, faceplanting the floor shortly afterward.
In the front seat, rollbackers Caleb and Zeta looked out the side windows. The desert was a blur as they sped along. Also in the front seats were the remaining three chat moderators, Doug, Ava, and Fabian. Ava entertained the other two, for the 28th time, by telling them the story of her fictional Afghanistan timeline.
"And like, the whole country's just, like, one big poppy field. You know, like, everywhere you go, it's, like, just poppies. It's, like, everywhere. It's, like, the only thing that grows. Except for, like, the Taliban, and they're, like, the bad guys."
"Is that so?" asked an unamused Doug. Fabian, at that point, had fallen asleep.
"Yeah, and, like, the whole country's, like, one big Taliban-controlled area. And, like, even the poppy fields, they're, like, giant, giant poppy patches. Like, there's no, like, weeds or, you know, anything. The whole country's just giant, giant, giant poppy fields. That's, like, the whole picture. It's, like, the whole metaphor. Like, there's no way to escape it. You just, like, grow, and, like, sell, and, like, survive. It's, like, hopeless."
"Ah. Okay."
The other users were looking out the windows as well, watching the desert fly by.
"Look at that dune!" cried Zeta, pointing to the off-ramp to the right. "It's, like, the shape of Texas!"
"Look at that little prickly pear! Why isn't that in the field guide?" asked Caleb, pointing at a cactus.
"Because it's not a vegetable!" said Zeta, in an exaggerated stage whisper.
"What are you, twelve? It's, like, five o'clock," said Caleb, rolling his eyes.
"Look at that hawk!" said Hype.
"Hype, I don't think that's a hawk. That looks more like a police car to me, and police cars don't exactly fly," said Lucas.
"Wait, what?"
At that moment, Hype looked more closely and realized that it was, indeed, a police car. In the car, SM and MysteryHunter noticed that the HHW users spotted them and were staring in their direction.
"Look, everyone! It's, like, a weirdo with a, like, a..." said Hype, pointing to the car, "a, like, a... a hawk!"
"You're bald, Hype!" an angry SM shouted from the car. "Baaaaald! That bus is mine! And you're too stupid to even... ow!"
MysteryHunter slapped SM around with a large fishbot. "Don't be foolish."
"Oh yeah... I mean... sorry Hype, but I really need to be inside that bus! So can you please pull over and kindly open the doors for us two? Pretty please? With a cherry on top?" SM continued to shout from the car.
"We can't pull over because you're not a staff member! Get your facts straight!" NXSA yelled.
"AARGH! That's not your catchphrase! You stole it from THG! This is stupid and reasonless!" SM shouted, then looked over at his friend. "MysteryHunter, it looks like we'll have to do things the hard way."
"Bingo."
== Chapter 3: Homecoming ==
With the HHW users refusing to exit the bus, SM realized he had no choice. He was going to have to storm the bus, capture the intruders, and bring them to justice. Or, at the very least, get triggered because none of them invited him.
SM grabbed a fishbot from the trunk, and threw it onto the roof of the bus. He then grabbed two more fishbots and threw them onto the bus as well.
The bus driver slammed on the brakes, yelling "What the hell?"
This, of course, resulted in HHW users face planting the floor. No one was seriously hurt, however. The now fallen HHW users, confused, annoyed, annoyed, and annoyed, all looked at SM, who had already managed to get inside the bus. He pointed to the door and said, "Driver, get these hags out of this bus right now."
"What? No!" said the bus driver. "You can't..."
"Watch me."
Hype, having recovered from the incident, and now somewhat more annoyed than before, got up and went to SM himself.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asked.
"I told you I wanted to go in the bus! But you decided to be bald. Bald!" SM replied.
"You know that's not fair," said Hype. "You have a bald spot too."
SM glared at him. "Shut up. Shut up you fat little worm."
"Stop arguing!" MysteryHunter suddenly said, entering the bus. "SM just wanted a place in the HHW bus because he helped popularize it. He's a very important person in the HHW community!"
"Is that so?" asked the bus driver.
"Yes! He was a bureaucrat!"
"Wow," said the bus driver, impressed.
"Alright, I'm sorry," said SM, shoving his hands in his pockets and turning his back to the others. "I just wanted to go out with my friends."
"You can go out with us anytime, SM! Just not right now, obviously." said Lucas, who decided the bus floor was more comfortable than his seat. "I have an idea: you two go back home, and we send you two a gift: how's that?"
"That would be awesome," said Hype.
"Great!" added MysteryHunter.
"Alright then," said the bus driver, turning around to the group. "Where do we go next?"
A few days later, in Brazil...
"Hey MysteryHunter! Lucas' gift to us just arrived!" said SM, excited, as he put a box in his kitchen table.
"Is it what I think it is?" asked MysteryHunter.
"I hope so!"
MysteryHunter picked up the box and opened it. Inside, there was... a fishbot.
"Yay! I love fishbots!" SM grabbed the fishbot and ran away to another room.
MysteryHunter shrugged. "I guess some people like them."
== Notes ==