"Are Du feeling okay right now Lilly? Blanket the right temperature? kissen fluffed good enough? Mattress adjusted properl-" sagte Skipper. "I MAY BE PREGNANT BUT I'M NOT HELPLESS!!!!" yelled Lilly. "Oh, excuse me then, but I'm just being a gentleman, besides, it's rude to push a pregnant lady around," sagte Skipper, lightly patting her slightly bulged stomach. "That's fine, but don't be so overly dainty about it, Von god that gets miserably annoying," sagte Lilly. "How long have Du known?" asked Skipper. "For about a week now, the egg should be out in a few days, maybe a couple weeks," sagte Lilly. "How long till the egg hatches?" asked Skipper. "How about, who's gonna WATCH the egg while I'm gone?" asked Lilly with a smile. "I will, besides, I owe Du egg duty since it's inside you, indirectly you're sitting the egg," sagte Skipper. They continued in their conversation, both Lilly and Skipper, not realizing that a small machine was watching. It was a weird little thing, Du could mistake it for a hexbug spinne the Minute Du first saw it, but this was different, it had a camera for an eye, and a voice recorder, taking survey of the entire conversation, out of Skipper's sight in fact. Little did they know, the whole message was sent back to Dr. Damion and his staff. "Hmmmm.... Miss Lilly? Pregnant? Knocked up like a beaten piece of dough?" asked Dr. Damion to himself. "Aye sir, that was recorded all down Von Alvorg-453, trippy little bugger," sagte Daniel. "Invented Von me too in fact," sagte Dr. Damion, expanding the screen on his computer to see it all. "Good job at it sir, indeed Du are an impressive managerial boss," sagte Johnston. "What can I say? The boss is on a roll today," sagte Dr. Damion, spinning his chair the opposite direction, then, getting out of his chair. "May I be the one to, do the duty?" asked Johnston. "Go ahead nephew," sagte Dr. Damion, with slight malice in his eyes towards Johnston. "What is it sir?" asked Johnston. Dr. Damion then frowned at Johnston a bit. "You foolish otters poisoned the Keller family tree," sagte Dr. Damion. "How sir?" asked Johnston questionably.
"Ugh, just do the idiotic deed NEPHEW," hissed Dr. Damion, tapping his foot impatiently. "Aye sir," sagte Johnston, pressing a button. Suddenly, Lilly looked at the camera, pointing at the robotic camera. "Hey Skippy, what the hell is that?" asked Lilly. "Oh it's a bug, just a spinne in fact," sagte Skipper. "Oh, heh, reminds me of Jeremy," sagte Lilly. "Who?" asked Skipper. "He's an old childhood friend," sagte Lilly, laughing a bit. Dr. Damion then thought a bit about childhood, back in his past, he then Lost his frown, softening up to a sad stare, as if he's going to cry, but he didn't, he just stared blankly and sadly into space. "Anything wrong, sir?" asked Rico. Dr. Damion then grew infuriated again, slicing Rico with a pocketknife, then panting with rage. Rico, got back up, frowning slightly as the faded scar that was there was now oozing brilliantly red again. "Learn to not interrupt a person's thoughts, before I make sure that'll be the ONLY way you'll ever communicate again," sagte Dr. Damion. "Heh, now I know sir, so sorry," sagte Rico, rubbing his cheek a bit and covering the bleeding scar with a tissue. "Are Du done with the deed Johnston?!" asked Dr. Damion impatiently. "Yes sir, harmonic frequency in place of the machinery, ready to load and activate," sagte Johnston. "EXCELLENT!!! TELEPORT IMMEDIATELY!!!" sagte Dr. Damion excitedly. Johnston then pressed another button, pulling a few levers, then threw a throttle forward. Suddenly, a camera appeared, then projected a screen, Hannah appeared into the screen, then, the light of the camera faded, but Hannah remained in place, then she faded into view. "Wait- Where- How did I get here?!" asked Hannah desperately. "Take her!!" yelled Dr. Damion. Hannah then remembered, in her training she had her gun halfter, holster and her Berto-67 pistol, she then grabbed it, pulled it out, then shot at them. Being a bad shot, she made several misses, but she kept firing. Damion then shielded his face and chest from the flying bullets, Daniel ducked down to his fetal position, and Johnston hopped to the floor on all fours.Then, they stopped, Hannah had run out of bullets. "Isn't that, adequate? Isn't it miss Hannah?" asked Dr. Damion. "Not really, but I got Mehr bullets on me-," sagte Hannah, reaching in her holster, realizing she only brought one magazine for her pistol, and looked desperately around, to see that Rico had dodged the bullets all together, and only Daniel was shot in the side, with Johnston shot in the arm and Dr. Damion shot only once in his leg, but being that they were biomechanical, the bullet bounced off.
Johnston then got up, grabbing his arm in pain, then helped Daniel up. "General, take them both to the medical clinic," sagte Dr. Damion. "Why? Aren't Du a Doctor?" asked Rico. "Of course I am!!" sagte Dr. Damion. "Why won't Du help em then?" asked Rico. "Because I am a DISEASE expert, that type of Doctor, not a doctor that treats wounds," sagte Dr. Damion. "Aye sir, I'll make sure of it, come along Daniel, Du too Johnston," sagte General Rico, dragging them out to the clinic. "Hehe, I guess there goes your only henchmen, and ya got Rico to Mitmachen too? Too bad, he made a great Fußball player at Greenwood," sagte Hannah. "How many people do Du know?" asked Dr. Damion. "Jett got us popular, with that weapon that HE made," sagte Hannah, trying to sink Dr. Damion. "H-He made? Do Du mean, me? I made that Sound Weapon, I wasn't overly obsessed with it, but it was MINE, I didn't nearly burst my bladder trying to finish it," sagte Dr. Damion. "Oh, a shame you'll NEVER be a great scientist," sagte Hannah, trying to lower his defenses. "Ah, and that's where you're wrong Miss Hannah, a great scientist can be, as I am, even Stephen Hawking would say so in his speeches," sagte Dr. Damion. "He would've called Du a no good, miserable, failure," sagte Hannah. "I failed? I'm the one who BROUGHT YOUR STUPID CHILEAN WAR TO AN END!!!" sagte Dr. Damion. "Nope, Jett did, and he can make better improvements of your failures," sagte Hannah. Dr. Damion then smacked her hard along the face, knocking Hannah to the ground. "HOW IS THAT FOR FAILURE Du MISERABLE WOMAN?!" asked Dr. Damion, picking up Hannah as she whimpered slightly, held at her horribly bruised cheek, then threw her into a room, locking the door and speaking into a peephole. "Do whatever Du want to her, and make it horribly torturous for her, poke at her feelings, make her uncomfortable if Du need to, and also, for fun, do what Du do after the twilight hours," sagte Dr. Damion laughing as he sent Hannah to her doom.
"Ugh, just do the idiotic deed NEPHEW," hissed Dr. Damion, tapping his foot impatiently. "Aye sir," sagte Johnston, pressing a button. Suddenly, Lilly looked at the camera, pointing at the robotic camera. "Hey Skippy, what the hell is that?" asked Lilly. "Oh it's a bug, just a spinne in fact," sagte Skipper. "Oh, heh, reminds me of Jeremy," sagte Lilly. "Who?" asked Skipper. "He's an old childhood friend," sagte Lilly, laughing a bit. Dr. Damion then thought a bit about childhood, back in his past, he then Lost his frown, softening up to a sad stare, as if he's going to cry, but he didn't, he just stared blankly and sadly into space. "Anything wrong, sir?" asked Rico. Dr. Damion then grew infuriated again, slicing Rico with a pocketknife, then panting with rage. Rico, got back up, frowning slightly as the faded scar that was there was now oozing brilliantly red again. "Learn to not interrupt a person's thoughts, before I make sure that'll be the ONLY way you'll ever communicate again," sagte Dr. Damion. "Heh, now I know sir, so sorry," sagte Rico, rubbing his cheek a bit and covering the bleeding scar with a tissue. "Are Du done with the deed Johnston?!" asked Dr. Damion impatiently. "Yes sir, harmonic frequency in place of the machinery, ready to load and activate," sagte Johnston. "EXCELLENT!!! TELEPORT IMMEDIATELY!!!" sagte Dr. Damion excitedly. Johnston then pressed another button, pulling a few levers, then threw a throttle forward. Suddenly, a camera appeared, then projected a screen, Hannah appeared into the screen, then, the light of the camera faded, but Hannah remained in place, then she faded into view. "Wait- Where- How did I get here?!" asked Hannah desperately. "Take her!!" yelled Dr. Damion. Hannah then remembered, in her training she had her gun halfter, holster and her Berto-67 pistol, she then grabbed it, pulled it out, then shot at them. Being a bad shot, she made several misses, but she kept firing. Damion then shielded his face and chest from the flying bullets, Daniel ducked down to his fetal position, and Johnston hopped to the floor on all fours.Then, they stopped, Hannah had run out of bullets. "Isn't that, adequate? Isn't it miss Hannah?" asked Dr. Damion. "Not really, but I got Mehr bullets on me-," sagte Hannah, reaching in her holster, realizing she only brought one magazine for her pistol, and looked desperately around, to see that Rico had dodged the bullets all together, and only Daniel was shot in the side, with Johnston shot in the arm and Dr. Damion shot only once in his leg, but being that they were biomechanical, the bullet bounced off.
Johnston then got up, grabbing his arm in pain, then helped Daniel up. "General, take them both to the medical clinic," sagte Dr. Damion. "Why? Aren't Du a Doctor?" asked Rico. "Of course I am!!" sagte Dr. Damion. "Why won't Du help em then?" asked Rico. "Because I am a DISEASE expert, that type of Doctor, not a doctor that treats wounds," sagte Dr. Damion. "Aye sir, I'll make sure of it, come along Daniel, Du too Johnston," sagte General Rico, dragging them out to the clinic. "Hehe, I guess there goes your only henchmen, and ya got Rico to Mitmachen too? Too bad, he made a great Fußball player at Greenwood," sagte Hannah. "How many people do Du know?" asked Dr. Damion. "Jett got us popular, with that weapon that HE made," sagte Hannah, trying to sink Dr. Damion. "H-He made? Do Du mean, me? I made that Sound Weapon, I wasn't overly obsessed with it, but it was MINE, I didn't nearly burst my bladder trying to finish it," sagte Dr. Damion. "Oh, a shame you'll NEVER be a great scientist," sagte Hannah, trying to lower his defenses. "Ah, and that's where you're wrong Miss Hannah, a great scientist can be, as I am, even Stephen Hawking would say so in his speeches," sagte Dr. Damion. "He would've called Du a no good, miserable, failure," sagte Hannah. "I failed? I'm the one who BROUGHT YOUR STUPID CHILEAN WAR TO AN END!!!" sagte Dr. Damion. "Nope, Jett did, and he can make better improvements of your failures," sagte Hannah. Dr. Damion then smacked her hard along the face, knocking Hannah to the ground. "HOW IS THAT FOR FAILURE Du MISERABLE WOMAN?!" asked Dr. Damion, picking up Hannah as she whimpered slightly, held at her horribly bruised cheek, then threw her into a room, locking the door and speaking into a peephole. "Do whatever Du want to her, and make it horribly torturous for her, poke at her feelings, make her uncomfortable if Du need to, and also, for fun, do what Du do after the twilight hours," sagte Dr. Damion laughing as he sent Hannah to her doom.