The Menaces have headed towards the treehouse. Quite a sight they saw when they saw the following poster:

REMEMBER:

Turn against the menaces. Slowly, we will get them one by one.

Parents, we will kill them, if you didn't get it.

JOIN THE REVOLUTION .

"They're planning to defecate our bodies and dumping them in the place we call graveyards, by subsequently murdering all people with the Menace brand that people know and love to this day." Smiffy said. "Well yeah, that's a simplified version." Wilfrid replied. "We're here, quick! Jump over the fence and get in!" said Dennis.

Suddenly, a step on the ladder slipped perfectly at the first step, causing Sidney to fall down and cut him self on the lawnmower, which made it start, causing it to crash into the wall, lodging his head between the mower and wall , making his head explode. "No! Brother!" cried out Toots. "It's ok, he's in a better place now." Dicky said, comforting her.

"We need a plan. A weapon far greater then our stink bombs and catapult tomatoes." Roger said. Danny agreeing, he replied to that with this sentence, which would change and flip the paradigm completely on it's side, "My cousin owns a gun warehouse." Everybody looked at shock on him. "It's in the Northwest side of town, we should go now. He has a shipment coming in today. We can use to get there, uh.. um.. how do we get there?" Fatty said "The traaaaiiiiiinnnnnn..." before dropping on the floor.

On closer inspection, there was a gunshot in his head. He had been shot by an adult. Everybody ducked and shoved Fatty out. Minnie looked with shock at him, saying "We need to hurry, and we need to hurry and go to the train station, right this instant, immediately."

The gang headed to the train station, jumped over the gates, and got on the nearest train going in the direction of Nuttytown (northwest). They were still yet to see what was coming towards them, as fast as Billy Whizz...

DEATH COUNT : 3

TO BE CONTINUED - 4