Tim, Olivia and Jesper, who had came up with the brilliant plan,
had just been saluted by the others for saving the lives of
Tom, Clara, Clementine and Kermit, when Silly Sam, as always dressed
as Goofy, came forward to Jesper and said:
"Well, Jesper you really seem to achieved fame lately. Being the
brain behind the rescue operation and having your picture all over
town."
"My, picture! Really!", Jesper said both surprised and proud.
"Yeah, the picture said that you were wanted.
Not what they wanted you for,
but that they should pay you a big reward. I talked to the man who
put up the pictures. He had the strangest name... Saddam Lenin... no
something similar.... Yes, Adolf Stalin, that was his name."
"The squint-eyed man",
Jesper whispered for himself forgetting that he just
realized that Adolf wasn't squint-eyed."
He continued:
"Maybe I should get one of those pictures and sent it to ma.
Then she'll be proud of me, I bet.
Sam can you follow me and show me where you found
the pictures?"
"Yes, your highness!, Silly Sam responded, not forgetting that Jesper
still was the president of the society
'Bald morons with eight fingers'.
When Sam and Jesper came to the place, just outside the circus area,
where one of the pictures were,
they noticed that a man with a 'Hell's Angels'
jacket were studying the picture. They could hear him say:
"500.000 dollars, for that I could kill my own mother, if
I hadn't done that already of course."
Then he saw Jesper. He stared at him, then at the picture and then
he seemed to check Jesper's hands. He then jumped up on his Harley
and disappeared.
Jesper went forward to the picture and read the text under
the picture:
"WANTED, DEAD or ALIVE. Wilfor-Toto. REWARD $500.000. The criminal is
characterized by a missing right tomb, and pinkie."
Jesper read the text twice and then said:
"Oh, no. When I finally become so famous, that ma can be proud of me,
someone has written my brother's name
instead of mine under my picture!
I think I send the picture to ma anyway. She can at least
see that it is me on the picture."
He was silent for a moment, then he added:
"On second thought I better not send it to ma. She could never resist
going after the reward."
Jesper hesitated for a while, then he took down the
picture from the wall:
"I'll take it anyway.
At least it will give me something to show to my
future grand children."
Jesper made a roll of the picture and took it in his left hand. Then
he and Silly Sam walked back to the circus place.
Half an hour later
Big-Nose-Sally came running to Jesper and gasped:
"I just saw a gang of them..... What's their name again... You'll know,
they who always seem to have problems with their head, dandruff and
stuff."
"Well, we 'Bald morons with eight fingers' certainly have our share of
both internal and external problems with our heads,
but never dandruff!"
Sally who still hadn't manage to get out
what was on the tip of her tongue said urgently:
"You know the bikers that never wear a helmet,
even though the law says that
they must. Instead they have a certificate from a
bribed or extorted doctor saying that they can't wear a helmet due to
medical reasons, such as dandruff. Hell,
I can't remember their name.
Would you be an angel and help me Jesper, or I might not be able
to sleep tonight. Hell? Angel?
Oh, that's right they were 'Hell's Angels'
members, and they sang a song as they came towards the circus:
'Half a mill! Kill, kill, kill!'"
Jesper got a bad feeling about the things that Sal just told him.
He looked at the picture,
that he carried, and realized that 500.000 was
half a mill, and that the text also said ' DEAD or ALIVE'.
He then remembered that a man wearing a 'Hell's Angels' jacket, had
looked at the picture. Despite his lack of thinking capacity, Jesper
managed to add one and one together, even though his
legs had started to shake so much that his knees were clapping
against each other so hard that the sound might
interfere with his thinking.
Jesper felt that he needed an army of personal body
guards real soon, or
something nasty could happen to him. He realized, after some serious
thinking, that Darren was the closest thing to an army of body guards
he was likely to find at the circus. Luckily Darren was so huge that
Jesper had no problem finding him. When Jesper came close to Darren
Jesper could hear that Darren was talking to himself:
"I just can't understand it! I had a huge lunch today, but I'm
still so very hungry. Ever since I was hypnotized it almost feels
like my stomach is empty!"
Jesper had courage to interrupt Darren:
"Excuse me Darren, but you aren't afraid of bikers, are you?
Even if the bikers are nasty 'Hell's Angels' members."
"Bikers! My favorites!
Their leather jackets gives them just that perfect
chewing resistance. They are also often quite big and fat and tasty.
My ma, always said that bikers was the most nutritious ones,
but that one
always should remove the bike before eating them!"
Darren had a very hungry look in his eyes, and licked his lips.
"The bikers are chasing me. They are planning to kill me!", Jesper
said and tried to hide behind Darren's left front leg.
"So, if the biker could see you, they would come after you?"
"Yes, of course! Like a cat after a mouse."
Darren analyzed what Jesper just had said, and manage to come up
with a fantastic plan. The bikers was usually very hard to catch since
the sat on their fast motor-bikes.
But now Darren had something that the
bikers wanted: Jesper. Darren realized that he could use Jesper as a
bait to catch the bikers. One important thing to think of when you
use a bait is that the bait is visible for the quarry.
The current placing of Jesper, behind one of Darren's front legs, was
definitely very poor. Darren thought that if he tied a rope around
Jesper's waist, and gently threw him towards crowded places, a biker
might follow Jesper when Darren dragged in his bait. He must be
very gentle with Jesper, because if Jesper was conscious he would
flounder and scream and attract the attention from many bikers.
Darren first thought that he should talk to Jesper and try to
persuade him to agree with his plans. But soon Darren realized that
it was much easier to use muscles than words. So, without
discussing his plans with Jesper he tied a rope around Jesper's waist
and started to sling him away towards different crowds of peoples.
Already on the third throw Darren got a nibble. A biker, a really
juicy one with the bike already gutted away, followed the
screaming terrified Jesper. When the biker was close to Darren,
he grab him and ate him. Only a short while later Darren caught
another biker, but then he caught no one for a long time.
Darren realized that his current hunting-ground now was 'over-fished'.
So, he took the wildly protesting Jesper to other parts
of the circus area, and continued his 'biker-haunt'.
Less then an hour later Darren had caught all the 17
'Hell's Angels'-members that were at the circus place.
He had ate them all, and now his stomach was absolutely filled again.
He let Jesper walk
away,
and lied down
for an afternoon nap. Darren felt good with himself. He thought that
he should write an article for 'Man Hunt Magazine', about the new
extremely successful bait he had discovered. But that had to be later.
Now, he needed to take a long nap after his high calorie meal.