Mike's head whips around just in time to see two orange blobs come flying at him. Reflexes on high alert, he rolls to the side to avoid one, and catches the other by the bib of his overalls.
"Okay little guys...I don't want to hurt you. You're smaller than me, that'd just be mean. Okay. You're going to back down right now...nice and easy....."
They lunge.
"Crap."
Mike grabs one by the head and uses him as a shield to protect him from the other. Looking over the side of the train, he sees that they're coming close to a bin of laundry.
Sweeping the leg of the Loompa he doesn't have control over, Mike knocks him over and then grabs the poor Loompas overalls. He tosses them both over the side of the train and into a laundry bin.
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Date: 2005-03-25 03:17 pm (UTC)"Okay little guys...I don't want to hurt you. You're smaller than me, that'd just be mean. Okay. You're going to back down right now...nice and easy....."
They lunge.
"Crap."
Mike grabs one by the head and uses him as a shield to protect him from the other. Looking over the side of the train, he sees that they're coming close to a bin of laundry.
Sweeping the leg of the Loompa he doesn't have control over, Mike knocks him over and then grabs the poor Loompas overalls. He tosses them both over the side of the train and into a laundry bin.