Warning: the following story contains weirdness & goofiness. Do not read if you have a heart condition or no sense of humor.
Dawn had just occurred, and the young East Asian (or Indian, if your prefer) genius known as Addison Patel was waking up to greet the new day.
She yawned as she awoke, and stretched, or rather, she tried to; in fact, she found herself unable to do so.
"What the?" the girl wondered and opened her eyes. When she did, she was greeted by a very surprising sight.
"This isn't my room," Addison commented, as she noticed her surroundings. From the looks of things, she appeared to be in a large open area, perhaps the inside of some building. Wherever it was, the place was drab and dreary.
Addison attempted to get up to find out where she was, when she realized that her arms and legs weren't working. She looked and found rope tied around her ankles, and that her arms were behind her back, no doubt tied in the same manner. She struggled a little against her bonds, but they held fast.
"Okay, what's going on here?" she asked "I want some answers."
"Ah, finally up I see."
Addison turned to the sound of the voice and saw it belonged to a short man with a pointy nose & mustache, wearing a labcoat, goggles & grey pants.
"Who are you? And where am I?" Addison asked him.
"I am Dr. Zolan Zero, noted scientist and zoologist extraordinaire," the man replied "und you, my little dear, are here because you are going to help me."
"I see what's going on here, I'm still asleep," Addison commented "this can't be real because mad scientists aren't real. They only exist in movies and really bad cartoon shows. So, I'll just wake up and everything will be back to normal."
The girl closed her eyes and opened them again, only to find that nothing had changed "okay, weird as this is, it appears to be really happening."
"Zat's right my little genius, you will soon be using your inventive talents to help me perfect my zombie ray."
"I'm still not sure exactly what's going on, or how you know about my talent for making things, but there's no way I'm going to help you!" Addison replied defiantly.
"I anticipated zat, which is why I made my own little invention," Dr. Zero said, pulling a helmet out from nowhere.
"A helmet? Hate to break it to you, but that's already been invented," Addison told him.
"Actually, zis is my Subjugator 2000," Dr. Zero explained "it's designed to make whoever wears it obey my every command," he added, as he walked toward the girl, lifting the helmet up "perhaps it is time zat I test it, oui?"
"Okay, now I wish this was all a dream," Addison said.
Several hours later, in the girl's hometown of Aryton Park, a trio of adventures had stopped for a picnic.
"Before we partake of this perfect picnic I've packed, we should probably mention the purpose behind it," Wenda explained.
"And that would be?" Wu asked.
"To celebrate that we have cleared the complete alphabet," Wenda explained to her Asian friend "now, our alliterative conversations won't be constrained to one letter, but we can converse with countless letters as we choose."
"I'm mostly interested in munching the meal," Wesley, also known as Wes, their woodchuck friend replied.
"Right then, let's lunch," Wenda said, and the three friends sat down and began to take out the food they packed in their picnic basket
"Oh man, mouth watering meat, scrumptious salads, tantalizing tapas, and delicious desserts to finish with," Wes said, looking at everything they had.
"Yup, we've brought the best batch of food we could bundle in the basket," Wenda told the others, "so, without further bother, let's chow down."
And so, the trio of terrific friends did just that, enjoying the fruits of their labor, and the vegetables too; a little food humor there.
"Oh man, I'm so stuffed," Wes said, as he lay on the ground, his belly having gained in size "I don't think I could scarf down another speck."
"Not even a slice of this chocolate cake?" Wenda asked, producing the aforementioned dessert.
"Well, maybe one piece," Wes said, as he ate it.
Once the three were full, they decided to go on a stroll and take in the wonders of this new location.
"This park sure is peaceful," Wenda commented "problems seem like mere piffle when you plod through this place."
"Well, I for one am hoping to avoid any undue adventure," Wu said.
Of course, Wu should've known that anytime you say something like that, it almost always means that it will happen. And indeed, the three friends would soon encounter someone who would take them on an awesome adventure.
A few moments later a kid, not much older than they, wandered into their little picnic spot.
"Oh hello," he said "what brings you here?"
"Just a little picnic, for three crazy cohorts having a celebration," Wenda said, as she dug into the basket looking for some more food "we don't have a lot left, but you're welcome to lunch with…"
Suddenly, Wenda laid eyes on him, and she began to feel a sensation she'd never felt before. It made her feel fuzzy, flushed and generally frazzled. Yes, our young heroine was experiencing the pangs of puppy love.
"As I was saying, there's lots of lunch left," Wenda said, quickly zipping over to the boy and grabbing his arm, eyeing him amorously.
"Um thanks, I guess," the confused boy replied.
"Oh hello," Wu said, as he and Wes walked over.
"Hi, you must be new here," the boy said.
"Yes, I'm Wu, this is Wes, and the girl wrenched unto your leg is Wenda," Wu explained, watching as Wenda tightly gripped the young boy's extremity.
"And who might you be, you macho cutie?" Wenda asked.
"My name's Alex," the boy told them "sorry to have interrupted things; see, my friend has gone missing, and I was searching around, hoping I might find her."
"A missing friend?" Wenda said, shocked "say no more; we three are at your disposal and we'll use all our mental mastery to mine for information and locate your missing mate."
"We will?" a confused Wu queried.
"Absolutely, adorable Alex here needs our aid," Wenda explained, before buzzing behind her partners and shoving them forward.
"Well, looks like we're going to whether we want to or not," Wu said to Wes.
"Whoopee," Wes replied, clearly not enthusiastic about this turn of events.
Next time, the two groups meet and aliens are discussed.