The CWCville Tales Episode 4 - The Interrogation Zone

Clyde, Pickle and Idea arrive at the White House and enter Trump’s office. They interrupt the president who is in the middle of a phone call.

“Yeah sure, course I fucked her.” Trump said. “Yeah, I knew she was a porn star, so what?”

Trump notices them entering his office. “Oh hang on, I gotta go.”

Trump slams the phone down and says “Who the hell are you?”

Clyde stares in confusion and says “We’re the guys who you told to catch Chris-Chan.”

Trump appears irritated “Chris-Chan? Who the hell’s that?” “I don’t know if you guys know this but I’m president of the United –“

Pickle interrupts “Oh God, we have a fat autistic kid in the trunk of your car because you told us to get him!”

Trump then realises what is happening “Well why didn’t you just say that?” “Wait, that was like three weeks ago. Where the hell have you been?”

Idea argues “Have you ever tried driving up to Washington? Roads are a bitch.”

“And Chris was in the trunk, so he was weighing us down.” Clyde added.

“Well, that’s totally understandable.” Trump responded. “Anyway, did you get the apple?

Idea pulls the Golden Apple out of the bag and hands it to Trump.

“What do you need the apple for?” Pickle asked.

“You’ll find out in good time.” Trump replied. “Right now, you need to interrogate this Chris retard.”

“Fine, where do we go?” Clyde asks.

Trump smiles and says “Have you heard of a place called Guantanamo Bay?

A few hours later, Chris wakes up in Guantanamo, tied to a chair in the dark. The lights suddenly turn on as Clyde, Pickle and Idea enter his cell.

Chris screams in disgust “Untie me you brutes! I’ll have you know this can be classed as a sexual misdemeanour!

“You wish.” Clyde responds. “So Chris, it’s been a while. What have you been up to?”

Chris replies sarcastically “Oh not that much, just became a secret agent and trying to save the universe from the president.”

Pickle laughs “You think you can save the universe?”

Chris replies “Yeah, I’m saving the universe from the master troll.”

Idea looks confused “Chris, you really don’t know what’s going on, do you?”

“What do you mean?” Chris responds “I was told by the General that I was the one to stop this due to all the suffering you trolls caused me.”

Clyde rolled his eyes “Sure Chris, all the problems in your life are caused by us and are not your fault in anyway whatsoever”

Chris smiles “Well I’m glad we agree on that.”

Pickle shakes his head “It’s sarcasm, Chris.”

“No, I have autism” Chris replies.

Idea interrupts “Sorry, but this conversation could get really boring quickly.” “So who’s this General guy, Chris?”

Chris smiles and says “He’s the one who had faith in me and trusts me to solve this problem y’all have caused.”

Clyde raises his eyebrow “Oh of course he does. So if he knows you’re missing, he’ll come and save you?

“Absolutely, I’m an important part of the team.” Chris says while nodding his head.

Idea chirps in “You know, I’ve got to say this is the easiest interrogation ever. He’s literally told us all the information we need.”

Pickle asks “We’re still torturing him though right?” “My brine is getting spicy for pain.”

Clyde stares “Gross, but yeah we are gonna torture him.” “And once we’re done, we’ll give him a little visit to the boss.”

Chris shouts out loud “Do what you want, you slanderous beasts!” “Others will come and help.”

Meanwhile, back at the Pokémon orgy house, the General makes contact with Sonichu.

“Sonichu, has Chris gotten in contact with you?” The General asks.

Sonichu replies “No, I’ve not heard from him. But I have been really busy sucking from every orifice available”

“Ah, that’s cute” the General replies cheerily. “But I’m getting worried, he’s not made contact in about a month and we’re not getting any more information about Trump’s plan.”

Sonichu seems startled “Oh my God, Father’s in danger? I need to go and save him!

“I agree,” the General replied. “I want you and Magi-chan to track Chris down and help him, try and get some information about the Trump plan why you’re there.”

“No problem, sir.” Sonichu responded “But wouldn’t it just be easier to send me and the others in the first place, cause we seem more capable of doing this when compared to my Father.”

The General stutters “Uh... well, you see... uh... fuck you!”

Meanwhile, Chris is dragged into the Oval Office in front of Trump and thrown to the floor.

Trump smiles at Chris “Ah, you must be Chris, terrific to see you! I’ve been waiting to tell you my surprise.”

Chris screams at Trump “Fuck you! Hillary is my president!”

“Ah my poor, retarded fool.” Trump chuckled. “You’ve haven’t worked out what my plan is yet. I take it the torture didn’t help that much.”

Clyde responded “To be honest sir, he enjoyed it a bit too much. But he did say something about a note on the apple. Something about a David and Janice.”

Trump strokes his chin “Oh yeah, Janice and David. Great people, I always enjoy stealing their apples; their apples are the best-est.”

Chris interrupted “Wait a minute, what was that apple used for?”

Trump grins “Oh I always eat a tasty apple when I’m making evil schemes. It’s like a kink or something. It’s really hot.”

“Alright.” Chris said “But now I’m here, can you at least tell me your evil plan to dominate the universe?”

Trump scoffs “Oh please, show some respect, I’m not trying to dominate the universe, just Earth... for now.”

Idea interrupts the conversation “Uh sir, we don’t actually know what the plan is either, so could you tell us now?”

“Oh sure, pull up a chair” Trump replies. “Now, some of my most creative scientists have been creating new chemicals from some beautiful elements to create a poisonous gas. A gas that I will release all over the Earth!”

“Wait, so your plan is poisoning everybody?” Chris asked.

Trump sighed “No! I’m not going to kill anyone. Well, not physically anyway. This gas consists of elements that damage the human brain, causing it to mutate. Similar to a certain disease.”

Chris became concerned “What disease?”

“Autism” Trump responded.

Pickle questioned Trump’s plan by saying “Wait, so your plan is to infect everyone with an autism virus?”

“The ultimate troll.” Trump said while grinning.

Chris appeared smug “Well that’s fine. I already have the disease so your poison won’t affect me at all.”

Trump replied, with a sense of irritation “Oh don’t worry Chris. We have a different method of punishment for you.”

Trump pulls a gun out of his desk and points it at Chris. Just before Trump fires the trigger, a bright light appears at the corner of the room where Sonichu and Magi-chan appear and drag Chris towards them.

“Sorry, you stupid pedoforks!” Sonichu stated “But you’re not killing my father today!” The hedgehogs and Chris vanish from sight.

Trump stares across the room in disgust “No matter, the plan will continue. If you idiots want to keep sane, I suggest you listen to what I say.”

Chris gets teleported back to the agency and runs towards the General.

“Mr General Man!” Chris stutters “Trump’s about to set a gas all over the world to make everybody autistic!

The General stares at Chris and says “Dude... that sounds retarded. How’s he even gonna do that?”

Trump and the Miscreants sit inside a blimp floating above the White House.

Trump rubs his hands and glee as he hovers his hand over the gas release button “Alright folks, let’s prepare for this. I give you... Project Mistua!