"Hmm... this is not good..." the general said, his eyes turning glassy.
There's heavy tension in the room.
"Hey boss, you're really selling this as a movie or tv show," Chaos chimed in with a hand on his chin.
"Oh shut up," replied the general with a glare of annoyance.
Silence followed.
"WELL?! WHAT ARE YOU GUYS WAITING FOR?!" the general barked.
"Do we get any good gear or anything General?" Foundation asked.
"Well you found this place so you can find your way to the lab," the general said with annoyance in his voice. He does have a point.
"Well... let's move," I said as I turned around.
As I exited the room I pulled up my 404. Shortly followed by my partners. I was going to ask Chaos if he could give us the location of the lab. But before I could, Chaos interrupted.
"Sssoooooooooooo... what was your name again????"
"Name... Pyth-," started Python but was interrupted. Again.
"That name is so booorrriiiinnnggggg!" said Chaos while rolling his eyes. "How aboooouuuuttttt..." and in a short motion his head perked up. I could almost see the light bulb above his head go: DING! "How about Nnnnneeeeerrrrrrddddd!" At this point he seemed like he was the smartest name maker in the world. "This is fun! I should give each of you nick names!"
"We should focuses here," I cut in on their conversation. "Python?"
"On... it..." Python replied as he looked at his 404.
"Why don't I have mmmmyyyyy mmmmaaaaaaapppppppp?!" Chaos asked in his whiny kid tone.
"You... no... deserve..." Python answered his question.
"And may I say oof," I thought.
"Better... friend... must... be..." Python finished.
I heard Foundation chuckle in the background.
"Let's move," I interrupted before Chaos did something stupid.
...
We made our way to the lab... running. With Chaos trailing behind because he had no idea where to go. We burst our way into the lab due to the lack of time. The moment we got in there, we were blown right back out. Yeah. Blown out with an explosion.
"WELL F*CK!" the voice shouted with irritation.
"Are you oka-!" I started.
"Aw, hell yeah!!!!!!" Chaos was shouting. Wide eyed he stared with passion at the destruction in front of him. "He's good in my books!"
"Sounds like something he would say," Foundation said as he mumbled to himself.
"Oh hey," the man said with a very dry voice. "Welcome"
The smoke slowly dissipated and we got a better look at him. He's wasn't your average guy. He had smoky grey hair, part of which was singed from the explosion, and a gray shirt with holes burnt in it, still sizzling. As the holes in his lab coat grew larger, I saw a mechanical arm on his right side. He wore knee high shorts. I would say he is in his early 30's.
"Can I help you four?" he asked.
"Four..." I asked, turning around to count: Me... Foundation... Chaos... Python... oh. We forgot Butcher. Could she have gotten lost? "Python."
"On... it..." Python said while he pulled up his 404. "Cafeteria..."
"Do we have footage?" I asked with concern.
He sent footage to all of us. I checked my 404. And there she was, right in the cafeteria. Munching on a plate full of food.
"Should we go without her?" Foundation asked.
"Hey Python can you let her know?" I asked. He nodded in response. "Thank you. Now... Who are you?" I directed the question towards the guy.
"Ummm... I am one of Doc's mutations that is about to destroy the world," he answered with a straight face.
"Swwweeeeetttt!" Chaos chimed, in before I could say anything.
"Knucklehead," Foundation muttered.
"Wow. He is dense," the man said with a hint of surprise in his voice. "Uhh... The name is Dr. Claude. I'm in charge of this fiinnnee facility. She's my baby, body and soul!"
In my opinion, he has a screw loose. But... we all do.
"So this is how it's supposed to happen," he started, interrupting my thoughts. "I have to give you gear then explain it.... buuuuuttttt... Let's do this instead!" he grinned.
'Uh oh," I thought.
"I give you the gear, and you figure it out!"
"There it is," I thought, rolling my eyes.
"Choose whatever you want. And hurry up before the deadline has passed," his voice trailed off, as he sank into deep thought. "Anyways... get to it, will ya?!"
I headed over in the direction he was pointing. It was a full table. I choose some weird gloves and a hat. As I looked around, I noticed that all the items were nothing special. Hats, books, rocks, even bikes.
"I fail to see how this will help us," I complained, as I continued to look around.
"So you've noticed," Dr. Claude smirked. "Yes, they may be boring, but they are useful none the least. But no time to waste."
"Well said," Foundation complimented.
"Follow me please ♫," Dr Claude hummed and hopped like he was playing hopscotch.
All we could do was follow. He turned a corner and we followed him into a room with what seemed to be... a... teleporter? Where was the Doc?
Chaos neared the teleporter, only to be pushed in by the Doc, who had been hiding around a corner. Chaos panicked, and fell in. The only thing I could think at that moment was whooooppppssssss!!!!!!! Foundation laughed, as if he was agreeing with my thoughts.
"Get moving!" Doc demanded with very little patience.
"Let's move," I agreed, and walked into the light.