At the Bahamas on April 14th

Location: Bahamas
Time: 11:00 AM Eastern Time
Date: April 14th 2006

Cody Walsh and Jake Berry/Jerry Perry walked through the revolving doors of the Oceanfront Hotel.
"Hello, may I help you?"
"Uh, Yeah, probably, see we need to book a room for 2 weeks. It needs to have two beds. That’s all that’s necessary."
"I see, and would you by any chance be traveling whit a parent?"‘N-----I mean yes, of course. They're out shopping. They told us to find a nice hotel to stay in."
"Mhmm, and what would be your price range Mr.?"
‘Uhhh, well, anything I guess. As long as the hotel doesn't have cockroaches under the beds, it’s fine."
"Okay, it’ll be 200 dollars per night. So that would be......2800 dollars total. Got the money?"
"Yup, here." Jake handed the man behind the counter a wad of bills."
"Thank you, you’ll be in room 277. Here’s your card." The man handed Cody and Jake each a plastic card with a barcode on it. It case you don’t know, the card was a key card to get into the room. It’s for security reasons. You know, I once stayed in hotel that was on the beachfront. I went outside to the pool area but it was already occupied. A party of cockroaches had made reservations I guess.... Unless they had come without paying, that would sort of make sense.

Location: O’Hare airport in Chicago
Time: 10:05 AM Central Time
Date: April 15th 2006

"FLIGHT ONE-TWENTY SIX LEAVING IN FIVE MNUTES. FLIGHT ONE-TWENTY SIX, AMERICA AIRLINES, LEAVING IN FIVE MINUTES. THANK YOU"
"Get moving idiots, we’re gonna miss the flight!" Screamed a tall man in dark sunglasses as he ran down the hallways of the airport. This man, as you probably already have guessed...was Hetty.
"We’re idiots? You should’ve arrived here earlier."
"It’s not my fault, what am I supposed to do? That street was crawling with cops. They could’ve discovered the guns!" Hetty stopped in front of entrance to the boarding area.
"Hello mister, may I see your ticket?" The armed security guard held out his hand for the ticket. Hetty without hesitation removed a small paper ticket from his back pocket.
"Hmmm, you guys a family?"
"Err, no we’re just friends. Heading there for a business trip"
"Hmm, Well, you better hurry, flight’s leaving any minute now. So, kindly step through the metal detector and place your luggage on the table there." Hetty did what he was told and stepped through the metal detector. The alarm remained silent even as 7 plumbers and one boy all stepped through. In about three minutes, all 9 people sat safely aboard a plane, their destination...The Bahamas.
"Good going fellows, we made it through the metal detectors. The worst is over"
"Yeah, yeah, who cares. So, Hetty, you gonna tell us what’s going on here. Why are we on our way to the Bahamas? Those kids are on the loose." Hetty slumped back into his seat and took a sip of his iced tea.
"Well, what are we gonna do?" Hetty looked up from his drink and looked directly at the man sitting next to him.
"Mr. Yellow suited man. You ask me now, Why are we going to the Bahamas. Am I correct?"
"Yeah"
"Good, then I’ll tell you. We are right now going to the Bahamas for one reason. We are going there to find the boys. Now, your next question will probably be, how do I know where they are. Listen carefully Yellow guy. A Couple days ago, we infiltrated Jake Berry’s secret base on the floor of the Atlantic Ocean. However, we failed to capture Jake and succeeded in letting Cody escape. Both boys then hijacked one of our submarines and took off just as the submerged building exploded. Now, You assume that we have lost the two boys and must start from scratch. Correct?"
"Yeah"
"Hmm, well, here’s the thing......You couldn’t be more wrong. The Plutopian submarine the two boys stole just so happens to have a tracking device on it. I have the sub’s location right here on this laptop. We are now going towards that location to capture the boys once again. I would’ve taken the spaceship there but, unfortunately, the two ships do not have enough Algae fuel onboard to fly down here through the atmosphere, then still be able to return into orbit. It’s a bit too crowded in the Bahamas to land a huge alien spacecraft without being seen anyway. Connor, I take it that our little cone swapping plan worked just the way we hoped?"
"Definitely, parents don’t have a hint that it’s not me up in my room. How’d you do it anyway?"
"Well, thanks to Miguel we now have the power to create millions of clones of whoever we like. In addition to that, Miguel has created an aging potion that can get he clones to speed up their age to match the person we are replacing. We can insert knowledge into heir head as well. It is unfortunate that Miguel refused to cooperate with us. In order to get the information; we had to hypnotize him into giving it to us. Anyway, back to what I was saying. The kids have gotten off the submarine and are now on land. I’ve got advanced Plutonian subs set up around the island. The boys won’t get off by boat. As for plane, well, I’ve got plumbers watching all airports receiving flights from the Bahamas. Lucky boys, they’re probably checking in to some fancy hotel right now. I had cash aboard that sub."
"Uh, Hetty, I don’t mean to interrupt. But, if the kids are now on land they’re not using the sub, how are we going to track them down on the island." Hetty took another sip of his iced tea.
"PLEASE BUCKLE UP SEAT BELTS. PLANE PREPARING TO LAND. THANK YOU FOR RIDING AMERICA AIRLINES. COME AGAIN SOON." Beeped the automatic voice from the intercom speakers of the plane.
‘Well? How are we going to know?"
"What? Oh, I thought I told you already........I put a tracking device inside Cody’s stomach."


"Yahoo!! Look at this place, It’s paradise!"
"You know, for once, even tough you have a teeny weeny brain, you’re actually right. This is paradise." Both boys looked around the room in amazement. There were two king-sized beds, three bathrooms, one TV, a microwave, a fridge, a couch, 7 chairs, 5 closets, and a small balcony patio thing.
"Look, Cody, I’m going to take a shower. You can just sit on the bed over there and watch TV. DO NOT come in until I come out. Is that clear, Mr. Small brain?"
"What? Oh, yeah, okay Jake" Cody said as he switched the TV on.
"The mysterious explosion on Saturday still goes unexplained. However, scientists have reason to believe it was caused by extra terrestrial beings. They say that is the only possible explanation. The shock wave of this explosion was so great, that people as far as 90 miles away experienced effects caused by the incident. We’ll hear more about this after the break. Buy this toothpaste now. If you don’t, we’ll bash your teeth out. Got Th----" Cody switched the TV off. That commercial didn’t make sense. You know, I once saw this ad thing on the kitchen table in my house. IT said: If you don’t compare apples to apples, you might get stuck with a Lemon. I still don’t get the meaning.

"Hello, I’d like a room please."
‘Mhmm, and do you have any preferences?""Yes, I’d like room 276 if it’s available."
"Room 276? Let me check. Yup, empty. That’s a double twin bed there."
"Okay, how much will this cost?"
"$399"
"Hmm, okay, I’ll take it." Hetty handed the tall hotel manager four one hundred dollar bills.
"Thank you sir, and enjoy your stay"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Come on guys!" A bunch of plumbers walked through the hotel doors and followed Hetty into the elevator. When they got to the room, Hetty slid the key card through the slot and the door mechanically opened.
"Get moving people. I'm sleeping in one of the beds, Connor; you can take the other. The rest of you, today’s your lucky day. You all get to sleep on the floor. Got it?" Hetty paused for a moment, then said, "You know what, don’t answer that, just sleep on the floor" As the 7 plumbers unrolled their sleeping bags, Hetty pulled Connor into the closet and whispered something into his ear. It was said to quietly to be heard by anyone in the room."

Location: Outside the Ocean front Hotel on the sunny beaches of the Bahamas.

20 Lawn chairs stood lined up in a row on the shoreline of the Bahamas. In each one, A person lay reading a newspaper. Each person held the paper in front of his face so that you couldn’t see his face.
"Man, it sure is hot here on planet earth huh?’
"Yup, never been nowhere so hot"
‘Shut-up you two. Keep quiet and keep those newspapers up. I don’t want anyone to see us."
"Aw, Mr. Head Plutopian, it’s ain’t fair. Why do we have to sit in these here chairs boiling R heads off?"
"Idiots, we’re doing this because when we take over earth, we need to be adapted to the heat. How do you think we’ll be able to run a planet if we can’t even get off our space ship when even near it?"
"Hmm, I guess that makes sense, but it still seems rather pointless. Why do we have to speak inglish anywise?"
"We must be able to speek the longuoge. Now be quiet. There’s a cop over there." The twenty foreign life forms lay quietly in their lawn chairs. The only sound anyone heard was the occasional turn of a newspaper page.
"Boss I---"
"Quiet!"
‘But I—"
"Shush!"
"Boss---"
‘Fine, Fine, what is it."
"Look over there in that there line. Doesn’t that man look a bit like That Hetty dude." The head Plutopian slowly looked both ways then lowered his newspaper just enough to peer over at the line outside the colossal Hotel looming right next to him.
"Slave, That doesn’t look like Hetty, That is Hetty. What’s he doing here anyway?"
‘I don’t know"
"Well I do, He’s here to rat us out guys. H knows we’re here and he’s telling the police. He setting up a trap to trap us so he can take over Pluto!! We’ve got to take action now men! Let’s get inside where it’s cooler and I’ll tell you what we going to do. We’re going to stop speakin' inglish now toooo"

"Knock, Knock!" Cody jumped from the bed and ran to the Hotel door. Maybe it was the President coming to pay him a visit. He took a chug of some hair gel. It was actually quite tasty. It tasted like soap flavored Jell-O. It was a delicacy. Cody put the bottle down than ran to open the door. Connor Miller stood outside the room.
"Connor!? What are you doing here? I wasn’t expecting you here."
"Yeah well, my family and I are on a vacation rip and I heard you were in the Bahamas as well. I thought I’d pay you a visit. Isn’t it a coincidence that we both decided to take a trip to the Bahamas on the same day and same week and same year?"
"Uh, sure. I need to know something Connor. Who told you I was here? Who!"
"What? Err, nobody really, I just saw you walking down the street yesterday."
"Whew, I thought Hetty was here." Connor shifted is collar on his shirt.
‘Hetty? Who’s Hetty?"
"Oh, He’s this awful man who is for some reason always trying to kidnap Jake and me. He-----"
‘Hey Cody! How do you like my hair style!" Jake slid out of the bathroom with soapsuds on his feet and a towel around his waist. The hair on the top of his head had been molded into a shape of some sort of Dinosaur. Maybe Barney. Yeah, that was probably what it was supposed to be.
"Oh, Hi Connor. What are you doing here?
"I just stopped by for a visit."
‘Ohh, anyway, guess what was sitting in the toilet I had to stick my hand through some guys poo to get it. A golden lamp thing. He, He, I’m gonna make a wish. I already made two."
‘What did you wish for?"
‘Wish for? OH, I wished for a Barney CD and a new pair of socks. I just thought of a perfect third wish too. I wish that a giant octopus would attack Nick Makara and eat him alive!"
"Jake! What have you done? You could’ve wished for Hetty to disappear forever!"
"Oh yeah, I didn’t think of that. Oh, well, to late now."
"Grrr" Cody jumped back onto the giant bed. Meanwhile, Connor slowly paced around the room as if he was looking for something when finally he grabbed something off the dresser and told Cody,
"Uh, well, I’ve got to be going. My parents will worry."
"Okay, oh and, one more thing, have you seen my room Card? I left it on the dresser and it seems to be gone now."
"Err, no, ask Jake, He probably knows." Connor smiled and slid quickly out the door of the room. Sticking out of his back pocket, was a key card for room number 277.
Okay, you gotta listen to this. It just so happens that at that same time (at least I assume it was the same time. It would make sense) I was sitting on my bed reading this one Slash book (It’s a book about these newspaper kids that are thinking of dressing as gorillas so they can get better meals in the cafeteria. They think that hey will be served steak if they all dress as gorillas) , when an unbelievably large octopus crashed through my ceiling and landed n the floor of my room. It tried to attack me, but, out of luck, this one army dude ran out of my closet with a Bazooka and blasted the octopus to bits. Weird huh? I wonder if the man lives in my closet. Maybe he has a TV, an oven, or even a bathtub. Now that I think about it, maybe I dreamed about the octopus. Yeah, it was probably a dream.

Tim flew high over the Swiss Alps towards the Pyramid’s secret base. It wasn’t secret anymore however. He landed his stolen alien spacecraft just on top of the peaks; Tim then led his army of Prisms through the mountains onto the base. Unfortunately, as he and his men reached the pyramid hide out, I sign stood in the doorway.

Pyramid Base infiltrated. If you are prisms, lucky you. IF you are Pyramids, Leave or be killed.
Sincerely,

The Cylinders
(Allies with the Prisms)

Tim smiled to himself, then loaded his troops back onto the spacecraft. He was heading towards the last Pyramid base left. This was the main land where the pyramids trained their soldiers and sent them out for battle. It was split into two places, Africa....... And the Bahamas. This actually reminds me of something. It reminds of this sign I once saw. This is what it said on it, No Trespassing. Violators will be shot. Survivors will be shot again. That sign kind of reminds me of Gangstas with AK-47s. How about you?

‘Yes...that’s right, I want you to set a perimeter around the building......The Oceanfront hotel....... Okay, great. Inspect all people leaving or entering....... Great." Hetty tucked his walkie-talkie into his pocket.
"Okay guys, let’s go, Jake and Cody are downstairs having dinner. While they are down there stuffing their faces, we take action. You two, I want you behind the door to grab the two the moment they walk into the room. Those boys will not escape this time. As I already told you, they can’t leave the island. Well, just an hour earlier 15 more of my men flew in from Maryland. They’re stetting up a perimeter around the building so that the boys can’t escape into the streets. Soon, they’ll be finished eating and will come back into their room. They won’t know what hit ‘em." Hetty smiled then crouched behind one of the king-sized beds. For some reason there was a Barney CD hidden in the mattress.
"BURP!! Oh man Jake, those deep fried clams were great. Then again, everything tastes good deep-fried. That’s what Connor told me anyway."
‘Yup, anyway, let’s get back to the room, I’ve got this cool hairdoo I want to try. It’s when you get to sculpt a raccoon into your hair." Cody and Jake both jumped into the elevator and rose to the second floor. They walked down the hallway until they got to room 277. The halls looked deserted. The only person around was some short fat guy reading a newspaper next to a pay phone. Jake slid the card through the slot and walked through the door. There was a startled scream and both boys were dragged into the room. All was silent, then, very casually, the fat man, or should I say extra terrestrial being, lowered his paper and dialed 911 on the pay phone.
"Ha, Ha!! We’ve got em! I-----"
‘Ring Ring!" Hetty took his phone from his pocket.
"Hello?""Hetty, The police are here! We’re holding them off, hurry up and get out of ----aughlasdf!" There were the sounds of gunshots through the phone, then screams and more gunshots. Hetty put his phone away then looked at his men. The group dismantled the window and they all climbed out.
"This way! They’re in room 277 according to the caller. Come on, we’ll break the door" A bunch of men carrying guns ran through the hallway o the Oceanfront hotel.
"We’re in!" The uniformed police officer looked around the room only to see a couple pieces of blank paper lying on the floor. He shifted a little turned slowly around.
"What’s the matt-"
‘Quiet, I thought I heard something." The man walked towards the room door then fell to the ground dead. Gasps escaped from the mouths of the other policemen, as a green alien like creature appeared from behind the door.
"Aliens!! It’s like they said; we’re being invaded. The explosion was just the beginning!! Open Fire!" The Plutopian looked at the men then threw himself awkward as the shower of bullets sprayed onto him. A couple more plutopians appeared with the same results. Now, before I go on, There is something you must know about plutopians. The only way to kill one, is to disease it, or burn it. Gunfire will do nothing to harm them.
"Oh, man, that was sure unexpected." The head Plutopian started getting up form the ground. The policemen ceased fire for a moment to stare in awe at the foreign creature. Only for a moment though. Shower of bullets once again sprayed on the Plutopian however this time, he expected it and was not startled. He stayed standing then snapped his fingers. All 19 men crumbled to the ground dead in less than a tenth of a second. For some reason whenever I hear, A tenth of a second, reminds me of ninth period. Probably because I have Gym that period. Oh, you know this one story I heard somewhere. This is what happened. See there’s this boy who has a toy boat. Well, he gets bored of it because that’s the only toy he has. So he throws it out and steals a bunch of his parent’s money. He goes to the boat shop and buys a huge real size boat and takes it everywhere he goes. Then, he decides to take over the earth. The boy arms the boat and threatens the people that, whoever doesn’t obey him, will be crushed by his ship. He blows up everyone’s weapons and war vehicles. Then, takes over the earth. The small boy becomes Dictator of the world for the rest of his life. The end. Isn’t that the most Bizarre story you ever heard? It’s even weirder than this document you’re reading right now.
"Move it guys, the cops’ll be after us in a couple seconds!" The nine people all jumped into a black jeep that read It’s Hetty Time on the side. Sirens wailed throughout the Bahamas as they sped down the highway towards the dock.
"Hello, this is Hetty. Can you hear me submarines?........Great, I need one of you on the east docks immediately. Someone ratted us out guys. Police are after me; I need you over here now. I’ve got the kids.........What!?....... What do mean you can’t do that. I need to escape.........An aircraft carrier. Here?....... Battle ships!? With little shape guys on board? Those prisms?....... The ones we saw on the Jake’s secret base? What are they doing here?....... You think they work for the planet Pluto? Why?......Ohh, because you saw a Plutopian warship there....... Fine, Fine, stay where you are and hold them off." Hetty hung up his phone and redialed.
"Hello, Spacecraft? Come in Spacecraft.........Hello, this is Hetty, I need one of you down here at the Bahamas Now. The police are after me, I’ve got the boys and I need you to come rescue me.........I don’t care about Algae I need you here now......Good" As Hetty said this, there was the sound of a helicopter overhead. Then two brown vans appeared out of nowhere right in the middle of the street. There was a three-way collision.
"Idiots! You wanna kill me!!" Hetty jumped out of his car just as a U.S. Airforce helicopter landed right in front of the crash. 7 middle aged men climbed out.
"Hetty, Dude, long time no see man!""What!? What are you talking about, I don’t know you!"
"Hetty, fellow, pal, don’t you remember. We’re those Amish dudes at that farm. Except, we’re not Amish anymore. We quit the Amish life. We’re Gangstas now! See this helicopter, we stole it from the United States. Sweet huh?"
"I, err"
"No need for words man, we understand. Anyway, we just wanted to thank for that 300 dollars you gave my pal here. It really helped him out in the real word. It’s what made us decide to become Gangstas. We were gonna become Gaystas, but we decided against it cause then, you know we’d have to go around and be kissin’ each other and that would be just wrong. Anyway, we became Gangstas all because of you. You’re our role model dude. Our role model"
"Err"
"Anyway, if there’s anything you ever need or need any guns, just call. Here’s our card," The man handed Hetty a small card that read Amishland inc., "We’ve got Bazookas too. They’re at a really great price."
‘Err, well, okay. Um, yeah, okay"
"Great, sure there isn’t anything I can do for you?" Hetty opened his mouth to say he didn’t need help from any stupid Amish person when the sound of sirens was heard again. In the distance, Hetty could see flashing lights from the approaching police squad.
"Actually, there is something that you could do for me. Could you take me and my crew here into your helicopter and fly us as high into the sky as possible?"
"Anything for you Hetty"
"Great" Hetty said as he climbed board the helicopter. Once again he took out a phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, this is Hetty again, Space ship, I want you to pick us up in the air. We’ll be flying in a U.S. airforce Helicopter. Get Cody’s tracking signal on and follow that. Wherever that is, we are." The helicopter flew higher and higher. It was about when you couldn’t go any higher when the giant Plutopian spacecraft came into view.
‘Thanks Amish dudes, I really appreciate it. I’ll be going now."
"Bye Hetty, Hope to see you soon." Hollered the Amish guy as the helicopter started to descend. Hetty stood aboard his spaceship. He had the kids; it was time to take action.
The alien spacecraft carrying Miguel, Connor, Cody, Jake, Hetty, and Hetty’s crew gradually flew higher and higher. Ina couple of moments, it would break through the atmosphere and float freely in the earth’s orbit. Unfortunately, one small thing prevented this from happening. This small thing was simply a blink of a message on the ship's monitor.....Fuel Tank Empty.
"We’re loosing altitude!"
"Shut up, and start the emergency engines."
"Don’t do that, it won’t do any good. There’s not any fuel left. We need more Algae." Here’s another thing you need to know about Plutopian technology; all the computers aboard a Plutopian ship are run by the ship's fuel as well as the engines.
"The computers are dying!!" Hetty sat back in his chair as his spacecraft descended lower and lower towards earth. Plans were never completely fool proof. But he had the kids, that was all that mattered. He could get more fuel he could get rescued. Eventually, he could continue his secret plan of Pluto Domination. A plan that would only work with Cody Walsh and Jake Berry in his Grasp. Having Miguel and Connor would be nice as well. They weren’t mandatory however. Thinking those thoughts, Hetty lied down on his bed and closed his eyes.
Isn’t it typical that Hetty almost never gets his plans to go the way he wants them to? Maybe not, but anyhow there’s something you should know before you stop reading. Hetty now has only one perfectly working Plutopian spacecraft. At this very moment, it is flying towards the planet Pluto. Aboard it are millions of tacos. There is going to be some serious trading being done. As for the Bahamian police, well, by the time they reached the spot where Hetty escaped on an Amish operated helicopter; all that was found was an empty jeep. Plutopians, okay, here’s some real info. After the incident with the policemen, they signaled a Plutopian trade ship heading by mars to trade with another Solar system to come pick them up. However, as the ship came through the atmosphere towards the islands, it was picked up by radar. Plutopian trade ships don’t have cloaking devices installed, only warships do. Anyway, the ship was shot down by U.S. missiles and the passengers were taken to a laboratory. (They were unconscious when found) Isn’t that absolutely mind-boggling? I wonder if Jake’s brain can boggle? Anyway, there was a big fight between the 20 plutopians and thousands died. Eventually however, someone had the sense to knock the aliens out and lock them in isolated rooms. The events have been ordered to be kept off the press and secret from the public. Witnesses have sworn secrecy. Speaking of trading, I’ve got this perfect thing that happened to me that has to do with that. Kind of. Anyway, see my parents had this car they wanted to sell so they put signs everywhere advertising it. Okay, then this guy calls us. He says he wants to meet us at this one run down Mexican place at like 1:00 P.M. So we go there and the two guys start talking and negotiating a price with my dad. They say, oh, we only have 400 dollars. That’s all we have. Meanwhile, I’m sitting on a bench on the corner when a blue car pulls up next to where I’m sitting. This one Mexican dude rolls down his window and tells me,
"Hi, Son, what some gold? Only $14.95. Great deal, real gold son, you want to by some?" Then the guy sees my dad talking with the other guy and quickly rolls his window back up and drives away. Weird huh? So, this is what happens. My dad sells the car for $400 and gives it to the guy. Then, the guy takes out a license plate from his car and says he’s got the plate already and is going to put it on the car. The man also doesn’t want to sign the papers saying that he own s the car now. He says that the car is for both him and his buddy. Suddenly, this other car full of other Mexican guys goes by. The two men wave at the passengers and start talking. The car moves on and my dad asks the man if he knows the people in the car. The man says,
"No, I don’t know them, no, I don’t" My dad gives the car for the man, collects the cash and leaves. The end!

P.S. This document was written by Nicholas Makara. The information has been found out through leaks in the Bahamian government.

P.S.S I still have a set of the old car keys under the sofa.

P.S.S.S Two equals one.