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Chapter 15
In the darkness, the toxic urchins glowed and sparked ominously. “I want to go home!” Squishy cried.
“On your marks!” the Greek Council vice president said. “Get set!”
Mike glared at Sulley, and Sulley glared right back as all the teams shifted in place, ready to race. The rest of the Oozmas were behind them, but Mike and Sulley didn’t even notice. This was a grudge match between the two of them.
“GO!” the vice president yelled.
“AHHHH!” Art shouted, charging into the tunnel first. Surprised, the Oozmas and the other teams followed. Art immediately hit a glow urchin and screamed as it sparked and shocked him over and over. “Whoa!” Art yelled. His leg began to swell from the stings.
Then Squishy howled as the urchins stung him, and he stumbled. The PNKs leaped over the falling Oozmas and moved up behind Mike and Sulley.
Mike and Sulley were running neck and neck, carefully navigating the stinging urchins. “That as fast as you can go?” Mike yelled at Sulley.
“Just getting started!” Sulley yelled back as they entered the portion of the dark tunnel with hanging blue urchins.
“Uh, guys!” Don called out from the rear. “We’re falling behind a little. FELLAS?”
A swinging urchin hit Sulley’s arm, and Mike gained the lead. But Sulley put his head down and ran forward, taking hit after hit. He caught up to Mike and ran past him. He could see the ROR team ahead.
Just when Sulley reached his former brothers, he stumbled and fell. The RORs left him in the dust. “Later, loser,” Chet said as Sulley got up with a growl.
Mike suddenly ran past Sulley, but Sulley wasn’t about to give up. He barreled through the urchins, taking shock after shock. But it was the RORs who came out of the tunnel first. The crowd cheered as the council president announced, “Roar Omega Roar wins the event!”
Mike and Sulley leaped across the finish line at the same time, still furious at each other. The crowd was laughing. A photographer called out, “Way to blow it, Oozmas!”
“Hey, second place isn’t bad,” Mike shouted back defensively.
Then he heard the council president say, “Second place, Jaws Theta Chi!”
“What?” Sulley cried in disbelief.
One of the fans yelled, “Your whole team has to cross the finish line!”
“Oh no,” Sulley moaned. The last time he’d seen the Oozmas, they were sprawled across the tunnel floor.
“Third place, EEKs,” said the council vice president. “Fourth place, PNKs ... fifth place, HSS ... and in last place, Oozma Kappa!”
“No, no!” Mike gasped, and then turned to see the last of the bruised and battered Oozmas finally cross the finish line.
“Oozma Kappa has been eliminated!” the Greek Council president announced.
Near panic, Mike stepped back and accidentally bumped into Dean Hardscrabble.
This time she gave him a satisfied grin. “Don’t look so surprised, Mr. Wazowski,” she said. “It would have taken a miracle for you to stay in.”
Mike was nodding numbly when the council president suddenly said, “Attention, everyone, we have an announcement! Jaws Theta Chi has been disqualified. The use of illegal protective gel is cause for elimination.”
“What? It’s moisturizer!” said Big Red, one of the Jaws Theta Chi brothers. The crowd watched as a referee wiped a wad of goop off his arm and then poked him with an urchin. Zap! Big Red’s arm swelled up like a balloon.
“It’s a miracle! Oozma Kappa is back in the games!” the vice president announced.
Dean Hardscrabble’s grin vanished. She glared at Mike. “Your luck will run out eventually,” she told him, and stormed out of the sewer.
Mike looked at Sulley. Then he looked at the rest of the Oozmas, who were swollen, bruised, and waving at him pathetically. “This is going to be harder than I thought,” he muttered.