M-kay. So, there is officially a sci-fi. So there might be the occasional weird technology added into this whole deal.
Kelly and Gustavo are going to be… semi evil. I needed someone with motive, okay? And they'll still be themselves, just with dirty plans. MWAHAHA!
And don't worry. I will not deter the boys' hotness. Hopefully, I will add to it.
"Is it ready?" Gustavo asked, growing impatient. He had been waiting too long for this. It needed to happen now, or never at all. Any later, and someone was bound to notice a difference in them when it was completed. Kelly nodded.
"Yep," she said excitedly, hugging her clipboard close to her chest. "Now all we have to do is wait." She smiled, expecting some kind of praise from her boss. She knew he had been holding out for this to happen.
"For what?" Gustavo yelled, frustrated. "This needs to happen now. Actually, this needed to happen three months ago!"
"I know, it's a hassle," she sympathized. "But we can't just bring them over hear and inject them with chemicals without questions being asked. Who knows, hopefully they'll hurt themselves soon!" Kelly explained, staying positive.
"Sure we can!" Gustavo cried. "Call them over, and tell them they need… immunization shots for their next tour!"
"Our next tour isn't for five months. It's standard to get them a week before, not half a year. Logan will see right through us. After all, he wants to be a doctor." She remained optimistic, "Besides, it's the boys. It defiantly won't be long before they all need a doctor." Kelly grinned wickedly. "Or, if you want, I can help that process along?" she offered. An evil smiled played on Gustavo's face.
"Well…" he sighed, feigning reluctance. "It is for the fans." And evil laugh filled his office.
All four boys were lounging on their favorite chairs by the Palmwoods pool. They basked in the sun, soaking up rays and completely and utterly relaxed.
Well, except for James.
"Do you guys see this?" he shouted at his magazine. Back when they had first checked in, this would have drawn attention from the other residents. Now, they pretty much an accepted the boys' craziness. "I can't believe that stupid llama get's front page again!" he complained, smacking the cover. His friends sighed. They had heard this speech at least six times since leaving the house that afternoon. That didn't even include the morning.
"James," Kendall groaned, taking of his sunglasses and looking at him straight on. "Everyone knows the two things the public loves are Hollywood break ups, and," he paused to hold up another copy of TeenBop Magazine, "cute animals."
"Agh! Put it down, it's taunting me!" James shrieked. His friends smacked their foreheads in defeat.
"Let's go swimming," Carlos suggested, willing to do anything to get away from "the evil were-llama from heck." All three boys immediately agreed, also done with llamas, and jumped in the empty pool. It was the perfect opportunity.
Kelly slipped an ID mask over her face. Within three seconds, her face pixilated into a man's. Her body was replaced with a guy's figure wearing a traffic-cone orange vest over an expensive suit. She stuck on a hard hat and approached the pool.
"Aw, for the love of- Didn't I say for no one to get in this pool?" she, err, he asked in annoyance, voice deep and masculine. She pulled a roll of caution tape from the inside pocket of the suit and strung it around the perimeter. "Sorry kids, it looks like I'm gonna have to give you all shots."
"Wait a minute, why?" Logan asked, trying to lift himself out of the pool, but "Kelly" pushed him back in.
"Found some weird algae growth at the bottom while inspecting this morning," she explained quickly, not being specific. If there's one thing Kelly learned about lying in all her years in her business, it was to never give details. At the scared looks on their faces she continued. "Relax, someone just hasn't put the proper amount of chlorine in the pool for a while," she explained, throwing a dirty look a Mr. Bitters, was hiding behind a book at his desk, for good measure. "I just need to give you all a little shot in case you in hailed any spores in the water that could get into your blood system." She was met with four nods.
It wasn't long before each boy had gotten their shots. "Kelly" left instructions on Bitters' desk to drain the pool and headed out the door, slipping off her ID mask. Lost in a crowd, she morphed back into her normal appearance, a small smile playing on her lips.
Gustavo was gonna be happy.
Every time I'm sick, my mom attempts to make me do chores. WHY? Like, do it when I actually FEEL well. And every five seconds she goes, "are you sick?" It's like, no, I'm just puking my guts up for fun. Ugh. But she loves me, and I love her. After all, she is my Mami, she's gonna annoy me at times. I just wish it wasn't right now.
NEXT CHAPTER! Animal signs begin to show up.
