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Anyway, villains. Ooh. They are never good news, are they? Anyway, enjoy!
Zach glared at the clock on the wall. Three hours. Three hours waiting for …whoever the person was to show up. Maybe he hadn't listened well to the message that he had received on his Zach-bot. He couldn't remember being given a time to arrive, just a place and a day. He glanced around the large room. Dark red curtains draped over the large, half circle windows, blocking out the rays of sunlight; something Zach was grateful for, as he never really liked being in the sun much. Smooth black tile covered the floor under his feet, reflecting the light coming from a long white line in the ceiling. A small corner table sat next to the large double doors he had entered through and a rather large, red armchair sat in front of him, matching the one he was currently sitting on. Donita Donata, brown haired and slender as always, sat in it, only taking up about a third of the space in it, and she toyed with an I-Pad like thing, ignoring Zach completely. He had found that trying to make conversation with her was useless, much to his disappointment and boredom. Maybe he should have brought his video games with him. Dabio, tall, blonde, muscular and dumb as ever, stood next to her, holding the pose-beam ball and remote, staring at the three Zach-bots that Zach had brought along with a few more of his inventions.
"Bring your best inventions," a smooth, honey-sweet woman's voice had said through his Zach-bot's communicator, "I have a negotiation that might interest you."
So he had, and gotten ready to show off and such to whomever the person was, wondering whether the woman's voice had belonged to a secretary or the person herself. Right now, he didn't care, and he wasn't planning on being very polite when he saw the person.
He sighed, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees.
Donita looked up for a fleeting moment, before turning back to her I-Pad thing. Currently she was browsing over the current fashions, dissecting everything mentally, and criticizing certain focal points and visual appeals. She was getting a little bored too, and her golden yellow eyes hurt slightly from staring at the screen. She reluctantly put it down, noting to herself that her tan was getting a little pale, and her eyes swept the room. Who ever this person was, they did have good taste in interior decorating, although the darkness of the red, black and gray did give it a depressing feeling. She glanced at Zach, whose pastel green eyes were glaring at the floor, before moving up to the walls. They, at least, weren't a dark color. Instead, mirrors covered the walls, and the white light coming from the ceiling reflected off of them, brightening the room considerably, but not to a point that was uncomfortable. Three doors, all black, stood opposite of the large entrance doors, and so far they hadn't been opened. She frowned, frustrated.
No one had come to open the doors; instead as she and Dabio stood on the Welcome mat in front of the entrance, a silver colored scanner had elegantly unfolded from the ceiling on the large porch of the large wooden mansion, and in a sweet, gentle voice informed them that they were to stand still as it scanned them, otherwise they would be treated as intruders. If they failed to meet the requirements for the guests expected that day, they would also be treated as intruders.
They managed to "meet the requirements" and the doors opened. Still no one was around. The same voice came from inside the entrance, informing them to wait on the chairs. She settled in, and a few minutes later Zach came in, laughing lightly at the mat. When he spotted her he explained, "Pressure mat. Like the stores used to use…during the 90s! So outdated!"
She could name several things that were outdated belonging to him, she thought to herself with a scowl. She still hadn't quite forgiven him for saying that she had a huge ego. Or for lying to her about having found the Artic pearl instead of having stolen it. It wasn't so much the fact that he stole it that bothered her, it was that she had trusted him, and maybe even been a little impressed that the guy under the table without the wisdom to stop eating clams before he got sick was able to find something as impressive as that huge pearl. To have her impression of him as a slightly dim, but accomplished person, be replaced with that of a lying sneak with no real accomplishment other than the equally dim robots that tagged along with him and did most of the work was rather infuriating.
Her thoughts were interrupted by one of the doors opening. She sighed with relief. Finally! Donita would have left long ago if it weren't for her curiosity to see who had called them. Zach perked up as well, and his Zach-bots turned their heads to see who came through the door.
To everyone's disappointment, instead of a person, a robot came out. Zach frowned, noticing that the bot had a similar build to his Zach-bots. The silver and copper robot was smaller than the Zach-bots, but had a similar inverted cone structure that made up its body. A thin, rubber layer covered the "neck" of the robot, which held a round "head". Metal had been fastened to the top of the "head" to resemble hair…at least that's what Zach assumed. He couldn't find any other purpose for it. Camera lenses made eyes and shutters closed partially, leaving small openings that seemed to represent pupils. The robot looked like something to be called a she. She flew forward, and stopped in front of them.
"Sorry for the delay," a feminine voice came out of a speaker shaped into a smile, "Miss Rose was busy with other matters this morning. I am Marie, and if you would please follow me, I'll show you to the meeting room."
So that settled it. It was female (well, as female as a robot could be) and the person was also female.
Zach practically leapt to his feet, a dark scowl on his face, "It's about time!"
Marie turned to him, "We're sorry, we didn't mean to keep you waiting. Actually, we didn't expect you until about an hour from now."
Zach blinked. The robot's speech seemed…human, in the way that it flowed, and it made him curious as to what was inside of her.
Marie patiently waited for Dabio to pick up Donita's bag and juggle the pose beam ball and remote, before turning and hovering down the hallway, which also had mirrors as walls, giving it an eerie look as hundreds of people (and robots) seemed to glide down the hallway. Thankfully, the hallway was only about ten feet long, and a doorway led to a large room. This room, too, was themed with dark red, and had large glass windows that gave them a view – Oh, what a view! The mansion was settled upon a large hill, and all around was a pristine forest, almost untouched. Only about ten yards separated the house from the misty forest with its large pines heavy with green cones, the deciduous trees few and far between, and if one watched long enough, raccoons could be seen scurrying around and deer often ventured close to the quiet mansion.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" the same voice from the transmission both Zach and Donita had received came from their right.
They all snapped their heads in her direction; Zach startled just enough to jump, but not into Donita's arms, which she was grateful for. A woman sat at a long table, her blue-gray eyes staring out the same window the trio had previously been admiring the forest through. Her pale face turned to them, and her full red lips pulled upwards in a smile. She stood up, revealing that the straight red hair that had graced her shoulders a few moments ago nearly brushed the floor, which was saying something, because she was a tall woman, stopping only a few inches under Dabio's height. She looked young, yet her eyes seemed to have wisdom beyond her years (despite a hollow look to them), contradicting the youth on her face and the spring in her step as she walked towards them.
"I'm sorry for the wait. I'm Rose," she extended a slender hand towards Donita, although her greeting was directed towards all of them.
"Donita Donata," she smirked slightly as she shook the younger woman's hand.
"Right, the CEO of Donita Donata's Live Jewels of Nature, am I correct?"
Zach frowned. Something about this girl…She turned to him, smiling softly, and extended her hand. After a moment's pause, he extended his own, allowing her to slip her hand in his, and grip it firmly.
"Zach Varmitech, leading-"
"Robotics scientist of the century," she smiled at him, a flicker of warmth showing in her slightly hollow eyes, "Creator of the Zach-bots, and countless other devices."
He blinked.
"But you prefer being called the world renowned mega-genius robotics inventor, right?"
He nodded wordlessly. She smiled and motioned towards the long table, "Please, have a seat before my other guests arrive."
"Other guests?"
"Yes, you may know one or two of them. Gourmand, maybe? He's also an animal based villain," she sat back down, flicking a strand of stray hair off her face.
They both nodded.
"Now, you two know that what you do, isn't exactly legal, right?" a smile that almost resembled a smirk spread across her smooth face, "You both know that if the government caught either one of you, you could be arrested. Put on trial. Maybe worse. They could accuse you of helping the enemies of our country, right? How many times have you left broken Zach-bots in Africa, Zach? Did it ever occur to you that someone could pick it up and use your technology for war? Many of those countries over there are Islamic, and you know what our country thinks of them."
Zach shifted uncomfortably, feeling slightly threatened by this girl.
"And Donita, you ever think that someone could use your technology against the country? You know how easy it would be to kill the president with that pose beam?" she turned her head to the side slightly, "Just freeze his body guards and you have a clear shot. Hmm."
Donita began to glare at the girl. The young woman smiled, "But then imagine, if you could prevent all that. If you didn't have to live like a fugitive or pay millions of dollars to stay free. No one would be allowed to copy your technology, under a penalty of your choice. Imagine."
She stood up, walking to the opposite side of the table, facing them as she placed her hands on the smooth surface.
"Imagine getting revenge on the Kratts. Locking them up. Being able to get any animal you want without interruption or roadblocks. A world where you are in charge."
Zach blinked, mulling over her words. Donita's smile slowly grew. The young woman sat back at her place.
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Anyway…This ties into another story we're writing. Anyone(that we haven't told) see anything?
And thinking back, Zach should have brought the clones along…would have been good. Oh, well, next time. ;) And Rose seems to be threatening them into joining? Grr, we can't write convincing speaches! DX