Tuesday, February 17, 2004

   Cream Filling & Nougat: Second Coating (Chapter V)
"Whip'," Nougat called to his groaning partner, "Whip', you awake yet?" Cream mumbled a little more and tried to sit up - it ended when he hit his head. Finally opening his eyes to effective darkness, he asked,
"Where the hell are we?"
"What, you don't recognise the inside of my trunk?" Nougat said back. There was a slight pause as the dazed Cream soaked everything in.
" . . . what?!" Cream squirmed a little to try to get himself into a more useful position; it was then when he learned his arms were tied behind his back. "O . . . kay . . . . . so, what now, then?" Nougat replied,
"Well, unless you can think of a way to get our hands free . . ." Cream moved his hands a little more - and felt more hands. " . . oh yeah, our hands are tied together too. Clever insanely big, neat-freak nerd bastard who is definitely no longer a kidnapper, ain't he?" Cream just sighed.
"Seems we've gotten ourselves into another sticky situation, eh?"
"Dude, are you even trying anymore with those?"
"Not really . . ."

As his already throbbing head was banging against the indented space for where the tire was, Cream came to understand their positions in the car: he was on his side facing inwards to the back of the carseats, while Nougat was facing out with the front of his body essentially pressed along the curvature of the trunk latch - they were more or less back-to-back.
"Noug'," Cream said, hearing the engine quiet down at a stop, "your car's new enough to have a pull-cord to open the trunk, right?"
Yeah," Nougat said back, "and if I were able to reach it I would, but . . ."
"I know, I know, hands . . ."

The car hit a small bump, causing the two of them to groan a little more. Cream asked,
"What are we tied up with, anyway?" Nougat brushed his fingers around their wrists as best we could.
"Plastic," he said, "I think they're zap-straps or something." Cream thought a little more.
"Hey, see if you can reach my keychain," he said, remembering the small penknife attached to it.
"Jacket pocket or pants?" Nougat asked.
"Uh . . . pants." Nougat groaned some more.
"Of course it would be the harder one to g . . ."
"Just try, damnit!"
"Slide up a bit, then!"

Cream's body was more or less unwilling to bend any further as he tried to give Nougat a better chance to get to his knife. It was about then when the car stopped moving and two doors opened - one closed.
"What the hell?" Cream thought out loud. He then noticed that Nougat's hands had stopped moving. "Hey, we're still in a bit of a predicament, remember?" Nougat let out a 'hmph' of sorts.
"Just hang on, what are five seconds gonna . . ." At that moment the engine was gunned and the car started accelerating quickly.
"Why the hell did you even try to say that?!" Cream shouted as they suddenly felt no ground underneath the car . . .

All around them was the sound of a heavy splash. The car had stopped its quick descent and was now suspended, albeit with a slight bounce.
"He drove us into the ocean!" Cream shouted, "what an asshole!"
"Yeah, that's what he is . . ." Nougat said, the sarcasm dripping with every word, "now bend, damnit! We need that knife!" Cream let out a bit of a yell as he arched his back up as hard as he could. Nougat in turn pulled both their hands down with equal fervour. Finally, Nougat was able to get his hand into Cream's pocket, though it was still a tight fit and the keychain was rather unwilling to come free.

The front of the car started to dip down, and water began to seep into the trunk from around the backseats. Finally, Nougat was able to tear the keychain out from Cream's pocket . . . and gasped when he almost dropped it.
"Noug'!" Cream shouted somewhat frantically, "You drop that knife and I swear to God I'll kill you!" Nougat shouted back.
"I drop this knife, you won't have to kill me!"
"Just cut, man! Cut!" Nougat carefully felt along the small knife with both hands and pulled the blade out. He then slowly felt around for where the zap-straps were on their wrists. Nougat lamented quickly,
"Man, this isn't gonna be a pretty job . . ." Cream said back,
"Look man, if you need to cut me you just cut me, and I'll punch you for it later, okay?" That being said, Nougat flipped the knife up as best he could and slid the back of the blade up Cream's wrist.
"Whip," Nougat said, "pull your wrists towards me and help this knife out!" Cream was quick to comply. Though he felt the tip of the blade press into his arm, Cream ignored it and continued to pull. He gave out another yell . . . and his hands lurched away from himself. They were finally free of their bonds.

Nougat immediately pulled his hands back in front of himself and felt around for the pull-cord to release the latch on the trunk. He found it and pulled hard - he heard the latch click open. He cried out in triumph and pushed up . . . and kept pushing . . . . . the trunk door would not move.
"Damnit, the pressure's too high!" he shouted back to Cream. "We need to wait for the trunk to fill with water first."
"God damn laws of physics!" Cream shouted as hard as he could.

The trunk was starting to fill quicker now that the car was completely surrounded by sea water. The two of them were now sitting, partly reclined, elbows under bodies, keeping their heads as high as they could. The next minute felt like an hour as the water reached their ears.
"Alright, hold!" Nougat said before breathing deeply - Cream did the same. Finally, the door slowly pushed open, and the two of them swam to the surface as quickly as they could. Thankfully for them, the car had not sunk as deep as they had thought. They both burst out into the clear ocean air and exhaled violently. As they treaded the water, catching their breaths, they found that it was now evening, and the sun had long since gone down.

They swam to the pier and got out of the water. Cream collapsed on it, staring at the sky, panting - Nougat just sat, arms propped behind him.
"Whip'," he said. Cream turned his head over to the side. "I am seriously in the mood to hurt somebody . . ."
"Yeah, I'll . . . join you in a sec . . ." Cream said in between breaths. "Just . . . let me . . . lie here . . . for a sec . . . . . but yeah . . . someone's gonna hurt . . ."
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