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Chapter #9
The natives are angry
by: A former member
Bulma feasted on the landscape for several minutes until she felt something sharp poking into her expansive backside. Turning from her meal, her face stained with her food, she saw the source of the problem, a large spear of what appeared to be hardened sugar in the hands of an irate looking ginger bread man.
Bulma quickly noticed that she was surrounded by several such creatures, all of them armed and angry looking. "Hey guys," Bulma chuckled nervously, eyeing the armed cookies' weapons, "is there a problem?"
The one who was poking her butt earlier, and who appeared to be the leader, turned to his comrades and spoke a few words in what Bulma assumed was his native tongue. The savages surrounding Bulma produced some rope that appeared to be made from licorice and tied Bulma up securely and hoisted her on their shoulders.
"I'll take that as a yes," Bulma muttered to herself, letting out a belch. "I guess they had a problem with me eating their planet." After a few minutes journey, the group arrived at the savage's village and threw the tied Bulma to the ground in the middle of the village and dispersed to prepare for what appeared to be some kind of ceremony.
"Now's my chance to escape," Bulma thought, struggling with her bonds, only to find them too strong. All she managed to do was bring her tied hands closer to her face. This gave her an idea. "I may not be able to break them," Bulma thought, chewing through the thick licorice rope, "but I can eat them. Now, if I can only break free before they start whatever it is their planning."
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