Story Time Final Chapter Wible Revealed

The ticking grew louder and louder and then suddenly, it stopped. With increasing panic and desperation Dan looked at the clock and noticed that its screen was flashing DECODE! DECODE! He realized he had only seconds to act. The image of the man with the facial burns flashed into his mind. He grabbed the clock and looked at the back. Then it struck him. The buttons were the same as on the Ben and Jerry's labeling machine.

Once again his knowledge of the Ben and Jerry's assembly line proved useful. Quickly he punched in the code for emergency shutdown. The DECODE message stopped and was replaced by a GPS coordinate. The indicator pointed to a location only a few feet away at the dock next to the opera house.

As he ran towards the opera house, he noticed how eerily similar it was to a series of Ben and Jerry cartons turned sideways. He was amazed how Ben and Jerry had influenced art and design around the world. Suddenly, the clock's alarm went off. He was here! Then he saw something under the edge of the dock!

It looked like an ice cream carton of pure gold. He popped off the lid, but instead of smooth creamy decadence he saw a 3 x 5 index card with the letters WIBLE and what looked like an ice cream recipe. Then it struck him. The rumors were true. This was a radical new product so irresistible that it could revolutionize the icecream industry for decades.

"Nice work, Dan. I'll take that". The words jarred him back to reality. Ray was standing beside him with a crooked grin on his face. Ominously, his right hand had sprouted a midget size Smith and Wesson. Now he realized why Ray wanted him to come to work early.

"Who bought you, Ray?" he asked bitterly. He was answered only with maniacal laughter. It had to be Haagen Dasz. They were the only ones with the resources and German precision to pull off something like this.

Well, they weren't going to get away with it!

"Here, take it, you traitor!"

As Ray reached for the recipe, a quick roundhouse kick knocked the gun away, and a knee to the jaw quickly dispatched the midget. All those hours watching mixed martial arts and eating ice cream had really paid off.

Dan wasn't sure what to do next. Then he noticed a skype button on the clock.

He pushed the button and the man with the facial burns came on the screen with the others in the poker game at the warehouse.

"Great work, Dan. We've been watching you on our satellite system. We suspected Ray was a traitor but we didn't have enough evidence to bring him in. We'll send a helicopter to pick you up and bring you back here to Auckland. As you probably have guessed we are the security team for Ben and Jerry. We've been trying to recover the secret recipe, code name WIBLE, after it got our of our hands. The WIBLE clock stands for WATERPROOF INTERNATIONAL BJSECRET LOCATION EXPEDITER. Its technology was a little more than we could handle. Thanks to you it is safe. We'd like you to join our team, Dan. We'll double your salary and throw in all the ice cream you can eat with a membership to the company gym so you can stay trim."

"Count me in", Dan said. A wave of satisfaction rolled over him. Another great day in the B&J universe.