'OH NO SH*T, THEY GOT ME! UM, MR. CONNOR…! WHERE ARE YOU..!? OH, DAMN THAT OLD DUDE. DID HE TRICK ME!? URGH..!' (Dwaine thought furiously)
"No more running lass. And I'm taking you back to our custody. Oh, you got yourself a big mess after you put us in a big damn trouble last night, young lady. Now, come on." The officer sternly told her as he shackled her hands in a hand cuff.
"No officer, please… it's not what you think!" Dwaine tried to resist.
"Oh and what is this again..? Trying to fool me, kid? Well, shut up!" the officer shushed Dwaine and continued to haul her out from the alley.
Dwaine maintains to resist as the old cop struggles to pull her away from the slum. And as they continued, all of a sudden, Robert who was from the opposite end, impatiently rushed forward and carelessly attacked a hard punch at Dwaine having no clue of the situation at hand. Dwaine saw this through and in a brief second she instinctively dodged the attack and Robert's fist thrust into the inattentive officer.
--PAK!--
The strike knocked the old cop's face sideward while his hands are still gripping at Dwaine's hands. The sore rushed into his brain and he groaned in pain. The cop gradually straightens up and began to feel his cheeks growing steadily numb.
"F*ck..! You hit a cop, dick!" Oliver shouted at Robert as he starts to realize the situation that they're in.
"(Gasps) Oh shoot, I-I'm so sorry officer…" Robert fearfully asked forgiveness.
"What the~… Robert?" The cop surprisingly noticed the boy.
"Dad..?" Robert recognized the cop too.
"F*ck..! Did you cut classes again?!" his dad presumed angrily.
"I um… (Gulps) we uh…" Robert dumbly stuttered in fear.
"Oliver? Boys..? Just what the hell you bunch of rascals in here too?" Robert's father saw his friends too.
"Dad I can explain…" Robert tried to reason out to save his friends.
"Shut up boy! And save your explanation later." His father shut him.
Shortly, the other cops arrived and all of them are panting in exhaustion.
"(Panting heavily) Sir!" the junior cop determinedly saluted.
"Holy turtles, did your mama raise you too slow rangers!? 'Cause this ain't Boy Scout, dick heads! Now go get 'em." The Senior Cop scolded them and commanded to seize the rest of the rascals too.
"F*ck, don't touch me! I'm going to call my dad, Inspector..!" Oliver tried to threaten Robert's dad as he and his friends were being pulled away by the cops.
"Yeah, whatever kid. Call him when you get in the station. (Spits) 'Politicians'…" He fearlessly replied.
"Dad, please…" Robert begged.
"I said shut up, Robert! Take them away!" His dad finished as he gestured to drag the boys away.
"Yes, Sir!" the junior cop replied.
The cops gradually hauled them out from the slum as they determinedly struggle to resist getting into the police station. While Dwaine, who was doing likewise tried to pull her weight backwards to delay her incarceration. However, Inspector who was already furious is truly determined to bring her back to their custody.
"And you young lady, are coming with us too. Now, stop resisting..!" Inspector pressed Dwaine.
"Please, don't officer. Don't take me into the asylum. I swear I am not crazy!" Dwaine resisted.
"Oh, yes. You are lass. And you're going in." –Inspector
"No, please..!" Dwaine begged.
"Oh, yes." Inspector reiterated.
"Uh, Mr. Connor..? Mr. Connor..!" Dwaine desperately called to the P.I.D.
"Who are you calling to, kid? And who is Mr. Connor?" Inspector began to ask her.
But Dwaine ignored him and continued shouting in the air, "I swear, Mr. Connor! I will not run away again! Please, help me! Mr. Connor..? Mr. Connor!!!"
And in a loud prolonged scream, surprisingly, Dwaine's body tore into shreds and poof! She suddenly vanished into thin air leaving no trace behind. Everyone saw this and all of them dropped a jaw in disbelief.
"Well slap my ass. Did ya'll see what I've seen just now..?" Inspector asked as he slowly turns toward everybody in trance.
Everyone looked at him and altogether nodded in agreement. But one thing caught their attention that everybody became pale and panicky. Their eyes widened and every time Inspector makes a move, they then fearfully fret backwards to evade him like he was the monster among them.
"Oh, come on. Am I a ghost or something!?" Inspector cluelessly exclaimed.
"(Breathes fearfully) D-dad… y-y-you're hands!" Robert told his Dad.
Seeing Robert so frightened about this, Inspector then immediately looks at his hands. And shockingly, he found out that both of his hands were already chopped off from his wrist. There were no blood and not even a flesh protruded out. But it's just that his hands were already gone and the tip of his arms is evaporating like a ghost. Inspector was so shook about this and in a loud scream…
"AAAHHHH..!!! My hands, they're gone..!" Inspector cried in demise as he tried to seek for his comrades' help but instead it chased them away from him. "Srgt. Frocks, help me..!" Inspector continued.
"Hell no Inspector..! Get away..! AHH...!" Srgt. Frocks scampered ahead and everyone followed behind including his son, Robert.
"AAAHHHH…!" Everyone screamed leaving behind Inspector.
"Robert..! Sh*t, not even my son. (Sniffs and sobs)" Inspector cried.
Inspector chased after them as he awkwardly raised his chopped arms leveling his shoulders like a dumb mummy with a missing piece. Spotting him behind, the junior cops and the boys even quickly scamper away and raced hurriedly to the patrol car.
Meanwhile, going back to Dwaine's point of view, Dwaine who is in the middle of trouble was suddenly rescued by a teleportation device that snuck her out in the slum. It made possible by the blood that she spilled upon registering her DNA in the P.I.D. DNA index technological machine.
She was desperately screaming out to Mr. Connor, when suddenly her body was vacuumed back to somewhere unknown. Dwaine noticed this and slowly, she opened her eyes and alas! She now finds herself standing in an elevated round stadium with a brightly lit ceiling and pasty spherical walls. She looked further around and saw Mr. Connor staring behind the glass wall facing next to her.
"Holy sweet caramel..! Ms. Kingsleigh~ you're the luckiest living guinea pig that went through and survived our latest invented Teleportation Contrivance. Outstanding! Good job everyone! Your hard work has paid you off today. So anyway, how's the first experience, lasso?" Mr. Connor said in disbelief and praised the group of scientist who was maneuvering the machine and asked Dwaine.
"Um, hello..? I was screaming for five minutes and you just used me into a lab rat..!? Do I look like an animal testing to you!?" Dwaine angrily replied.
"Mm, you're the top of the food chain kid and good thing it went out successfully for the first time. And you nailed it, you should celebrate it." Mr. Connor tried to cheer her up.
"What..!? You wanted me to celebrate with the thing that almost eliminated me!?" Dwaine burst out in anger.
"Well, you'll be a hero if you died."
"Sh*t..! You're really trying to assassinate me..!"
"Not really. It's just a probability." Mr. Connor reasoned.
"Urgh..! You're~ impossible! (Exhales sharply) And you even made me captured to the cops."
"Oh about that, our apologies, we have undergone an immense difficulty in calculating and locating your exact position and stabilizing your heat waves is the greatest challenge there is that took us a lot of effort to successfully teleport you back in the P.I.D. Spatial Porter Chamber." Mr. Connor briefly explained.
"Um, English please…" Dwaine didn't catch up with the complicated details.
"You were moving too much Ms. Kingsleigh, that's why it disrupts the signal." Mr. Connor simplified.
"Oh, so that's why. Phew..! I thought you conned me…" Dwaine said in relief.
"Actually I did. But I didn't expect to go that far." Mr. Connor admitted.
"What..!? Oh, I never should have trusted you..!"
"Now, get out of there lass. We're running out of time." Mr. Connor told her to go out from the chamber.
"Yeah, I guess you're right but I will never forget this, Mr. Connor."
"Yeah, keep it if you like. Yet you only have three more hours before you lose contact with the Bunnyterrian lass. Now get moving!"
Mr. Connor rushed Dwaine and she immediately responded. However, when she tried to get out, she couldn't let loose her hands like it was tied to something. This disturbed her and right away she looks into it. Dwaine stared at her arms and found out that the cuff link was already gone. But shockingly, a chopped pair of hands was still gripping tightly at her wrist.
"AAAHHHH…!"
Dwaine screamed in fear as she violently shakes off the chopped hands everywhere. She swung from here to there and in a great turn, the hands eventually flung off into the glass wall. It smacked flat into the glass and everyone in the room also screamed in fear.
AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!
The office became a mess and everyone gone wild inside the glass wall. The chopped hands were so scary and it makes a creepy sound as it gradually slid from the barrier. But despite of the trouble, Mr. Connor is only silent, calm, and irritatingly stares at the stupid hands.
"Ugh… this is why we should never try a test run in public. It always chops things unintentionally. And now it's a hand!" Mr. Connor disappointingly commented.
"AAAHHH…!" the horde of scientists continued to scream.
"Oh, calm down freaks! You all should have gotten used to this already." Mr. Connor shushed them and everyone calmed down.
"But you cut off his hands..!" Dwaine blamed him.
"No, it's just an unprecedented accident Ms. Kingsleigh. And usually, this happens in our past successive test results. Some rats are missing in fur and others are missing in collar, but not this time and it's a hand. That's why I said you're too lucky lass, because honestly, you're the first one who successfully got teleported in our Spatial Porter Chamber. Poor man, he must have cried for his hands. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk." Mr. Connor explained.
"Double sh*t..! You mean that'll also happen to me if the test run failed!?" Dwaine exclaimed.
"Precisely,"
"That's- triple sh*t, Mr. Connor,"
Mr. Connor ignored her and went inside the chamber to take off the hands that was smacked into the glass wall. He pulled it off irritatingly and took Dwaine with him to exit the chamber. He pushed Dwaine into the glass room to go on ahead and stayed a bit in the chamber with the hands.
"Hey, Pony!" Mr. Connor called to the Hindu man that was seated on the main control desk.
"Yes, Captain." Pony replied.
"Bring these hands rightfully back to its owner." Mr. Connor commanded.
"Aye, aye, Captain..!"
"And wait, you should also bring this puffer fish back with him. He might need a brain wash. We must not leave any clues, Pony."
"Just tell me whenever you're ready Sir."
Pony nodded in agreement as Mr. Connor placed the hands on the floor and left a hand size spherical rainbow fish on Inspector's palm. Then he left the premises and closes the chamber. Mr. Connor gestured the go signal to Tony and eventually the hands tore into shreds and poof! It went back to inspector's wrist.
"(Gasps) its back..! Ha-ha-ha! Boys..! My hands..! Its back..!"
Inspector cheerfully announced to his comrades and the running stopped. Inspector hugged his son, Robert and kissed him on the cheeks like it was the greatest day of his life. Everyone wondered how it happened but all that Inspector could feel right now is happiness. They don't want to disrupt it and kept silence at the thought.
"Wait, what is this? A jiggly puffer fish...? Well this brings back memory; I always wanted to have a jiggly puffer fish, back when I was a kid. Ha-ha-ha! I think I'm the luckiest person today my son." Inspector said gladly as he noticed the device that Mr. Connor left in his hands.
He took the string of the jiiggly rainbow puffer fish and swung it around happily like a kid. This called everyone's attention and all of them gathered around him including Robert's friends. Cluelessly, Inspector continued to yoyo side-by-side, all-around, and up-and-down the puffer fish. And at the last toss up, everything went slowmo and the string cut off from the jiggly puffer fish.
--PAK!—
The puffer fish blasted off and it released a gallon of water soaking everyone wet in amnesia liquid.
--SPLASH!--
"Um, just what the hell happened..?" Inspector forgets.
"F*ck! You pissed your pants, Robert." Oliver yelled at Robert whose pants were awfully soaked in wet.
--Everyone laughed—
"Shut up! F*ck you, you pissed you're pants too, Oliver! And look! Everyone pissed their pants too!" Robert tells them.
Everyone looked at it and altogether they covered there balls and raced to the patrol car. Instantly they hit the gas and left Inspector chasing behind them.
"Hey..! You forgot me! F*ck...!" Inspector cussed.
Inspector stopped chasing and settled down by the road to catch his breath. Now, going back to the P.I.D. Mr. Connor gestured to Dwaine to go outside of the Spatial Porter Chamber. The two went out and the moment Mr. Connor opened the door, Dwaine's eyes widened and got mesmerized by the environment.
She looked up and saw a large hollow curved ceiling, which ends cannot be seen. There were flying drones and floating employees upwards manipulating the technical helper Techs that wields the damages on the walls. And on the ground, are filled with competent scientist and engineers flocking the parameters.
Each has their respective places and everyone is busy going to and fro. They were building highly advanced technological inventions and unique futuristic weapons that cannot be found in the actual world. Dwaine looks at the floor, and suddenly a huge shark went past beneath them. There were sting rays, jelly fishes, and a lot of ocean animals roaming underneath. This scared Dwaine and stepped back into the chamber.
"Welcome, to the Protector of the Intergalactic Defense Agency main control center! Now, what do you think Ms. Kingsleigh?" Mr. Connor welcomes and asked.
"(Exhales sharply) Terrifying…" Dwaine commented.
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