Carnevil: 2

A photo of a Ferris wheel taken from below at a vertigo-inducing angle.

Original Young Adult Fiction

Written by The Funk Mistress

Part Two

So now RIA felt that maybe the Ferris wheel would be a better place to go after all, much to the delight of DJ Fuji the Man Scout.

As they all clambered onto the ride that had brought joy to so many young children of past generations, another problem came to their attention: Meta-Guy.

Now, you would think a highly advanced cybernetic organism like Meta-Guy would be perfect, i.e. without flaws or, dare I say fears. But unfortunately, even a robot has his off days, and sadly enough, this was one of them.

As it turns out, Meta-Guy was experiencing a glitch in his programming today.

Today, Meta-Guy was afraid of heights. And as anybody will tell you...

Ferris wheel + Acrophobia = DISASTER.

Have you ever seen a robot freak out ten stories up? If you haven’t, you’re one of the lucky ones. It’s not a pretty sight. And it’s worse first hand.

The world was in havoc as Meta-Guy cried, kicked, and screamed trying to get off the ride. To make matters worse (oh, but how could they get any worse?) from all the high-powered Meta-Guy kicks, the Ferris wheel broke down with Meta-Guy at the top.

“I’m too funky to die!” shouted The Funk Mistress in terror.

“Can’t you use your powers, your Funkiness?” screamed The Funk Mistress’s Funk apprentice Pril.

“I’m too scared! DJs, summon Pop Artist with a Questionable Reputation! He’s our only hope!” The Funk Mistress cried.

“We can’t! He never came back to our Rings!” DJ Hadoken responded.

“Guy! Get up there and fix your robot, or I swear to Funk that I will make you regret it!” The Funk Mistress yelled.

“I’m going, I’m going!” With the same skill and agility he exhibited while playing DDR, Guy the Manager climbed to the top of the Ferris wheel to repair his precious Meta-Guy.

The day was saved. At least until Meta-Guy reared back and knocked Guy the Manager off the top of the Ferris wheel.

Just as he was about to hit the ground, The Funk Mistress used her powers to catch him and drop him gently.

“I thought you said the Ferris wheel was for wussies!” DJ Fuji sobbed, curled into a ball on the floor of the cart he was riding in. “I hate the Ferris wheel! Mommy!”

“Somebody shoot that stupid piece of machinery, before I climb up there and do it myself!”

“The Funk Mistress is losing patience! Hurry before she gets really mad,” called out DJ Hadoken.

Suddenly, Meta-Guy stopped. He bent forward and hung limply in his chair.

DJ Wang looked around suspiciously, “What just happened?”

The Funk Mistress used her powers to fling Guy the Manager up to Meta-Guy, “What did your robot do to itself?!”

“Heh. Look at that. He ran out of power. Don’t that just beat all. Luckily, I have some extra power cells with me. Just pop these in here –”

“No! Fix the glitch first! Then put the power cells in. I don’t want him to freak out again. Who knows when he’ll stop next,” shouted DJ Benvenuto.

“Good idea,” Guy the Manager quickly fiddled around at the controls and within moments, Meta-Guy was fixed.

“Okay, Meta-Guy, be calm. If you’re calm, we’ll get you a hot dog. Look, there’s a vendor right there.”

Meta-Guy vaulted from the top of the Ferris wheel and right onto the vendor. He began to shovel the hot dogs into his robo-mouth.

“Mmmm. Hot dogs good!” he said, happily.

“Oh my gosh, Meta-Guy! You killed the vendor!” Guy the Manager shrieked.

“Death bad,” Meta-Guy put on the vendor’s uniform and began to wheel around the cart.

“Excuse me, kind sir, but may I have a hot dog with relish?” asked an unsuspecting customer holding out some cash.

Meta-Guy grabbed the bills, stuffed them in his metal body, and shoved the man into the cart after crumpling him into a ball.

“This is good business. Meta-Guy should have thought of it long ago!”


Tune in next week for part three of RIA’s amazing adventure, Carnevil.

If the story is not up by next week, try turning on the computer.


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