Land Of Lost CDs: Chapter 2

"Fucktard." was the word that Kurt muttered. Dave gasped. Chris just sighed. Because he'd expected something like this would happen sooner or later. The present problem towered before them, a snarling, leering creature. Called Dustbunny. A whole tribe of them to be exact. A claw reached out, hooking Dave by the front of his shirt. The Dustbunny then slung him against a stack of hardbacks. He collapsed in a dazed heap.1

Gritting his teeth, Kurt took up his guitar like a baseball bat, swinging it straight into one of the tall, furry gray beasts. It fell in half with one last bestial cry of anguish. Unfortunately, it didn't have the desired effect. Instead, the  halves became two more Dustbunnies. Yes. The situation couldn't have gotten much better.2

Then out of their dismal dilemma, in their darkest hour, there was a voice.3

It wasn't particularly pretty, but all the same, a voice. The Dustbunnies became alert, giving their attention to the ear piercing shriek coming from the surrounding void.4

"He was a skater boy, she said, 'see ya later boy'. He wasn't  good enough for her..." The sound came closer. And closer. Soon the small group of travelers were more afraid of the approaching noise than of the monster Dustbunnies themselves. In fact, even the Dustbunnies began to quiver at the racket.5

Rubbing his head, Dave grumbled, "Whatever the hell it is, shut it up."6

"Silence, mortal, or it shall hear you," boomed the tallest Dustbunny.7

The three musicians blinked. This was the first time one of the beats had spoken, or shown any sign that they knew how to talk.8

" 'Scuse--" asked Chris.9

"Come with us," the creature spoke again, cutting the bassist off. "We shall take you to the Necropolis."10

The didn't question the animals. It was either face them, or the advancing...singer. And they'd much rather fight with the Dustbunnies. Dave was already devising a plan on how to get rid of them. It involved a bottle of Finesse hair spray and a large kitchen match. 'Twould be glorious.11

The Dustbunnies escorted them for many miles deeper into Under ze Bedd. It began darker, and dustier. Which didn't seem possible, but apparently it was. Chris trudged alongside his friends, cautious thoughts and suspicions swimming in his head.12