"So, Phyllis, where are we zapping today?" Penn asks, striding into the cinema. Boone and Sashi follow behind him, chatting aimlessly.
"You von't like this," Phyllis warns as they stand on the teleportation pad.
"What do you mean? I like anything that I can lay a fist on." Sashi pumps the air with her fist, and nearly takes off Boone's head.
"Hey, hey, hey! I want to live at least until during the mission!"
"Ok. Good luck, and don't say I didn't varn you!" Phyllis pulls the switch.
…..…..…..…..
Penn takes a look around. A runway. A crowd. He looks down at himself.
"What! I'm a janitor?!" He was wearing a janitor's uniform, and carrying a mop. It was dripping water on his shoe. He shook it off, and looked around for his friends. "Boone! Sashi!"
"Here I am!" Boone says. He pops out of the crowd. His hair was bright pink, and he was wearing shades. He wore a bright blue suit with sequins, and he was carrying a camera. "I'm a reporter."
"For what?" Penn asks, and looks up at the stage. "Ahhhhhh… Boone? Did you find Sashi yet?" He asks shakily.
"No. Wha do ya nee her foe?" He was stuffing his face with something. Then he looked where Penn was looking.
Sashi wore a bright red dress with sequins. Her wavy brown hair was long and luxurious. She wore high heels and makeup.
"Wow. Is that Sashi?" Boone asks, swallowing. Penn was still staring at the stage.
"I said, is that Sashi!" He yelled in Penn's ear. Penn stuck his mop in Boone's face, and returned to staring at Sashi.
"And now, welcome our last contestant in the annual Pretty Face Pageant, Olivia Xu." The audience applauded, and Sashi bowed, looking slightly confused. A pair of small pink glasses perches on her nose. Rushing backstage as soon as the music stopped, Boone and Penn encountered a very angry Sashi.
"What gives? What pageant? What. Is. Wrong. With. This. Mission?!" She nearly screamed in their faces. A knocking on the door made her jump, but she threw a mirror at it, and the knocking seized. The mirror crashed and splintered into dozens of pieces.
"Just check the specs, Sash. I'm sure you'll get to kick something." Peen rolled his eyes as he said this.
She groped around for the edge of the glasses, which finally came to rest on the edge of the small frame. "Ugh. I can barely see out of these. Ok. An evil tech mogul has created a robot girl that is charged on praise and applause. If he can charge it, he can use it to take over the world. Our mission is to make sure that it doesn't win this beauty pageant and save the world." The images came to an end, and they stared dumbfounded at Sashi.
"A beauty pageant?" Boone finally exclaimed, throwing up his arms and nearly dropping his camera. "Sashi?" He burst out laughing, but stops when no one else laughs. Penn and Sashi were standing still, and Sashi's mouth was hanging open.
After a minute, she finally closed her mouth. "A mission that we can't win," She said quietly.
Boone laughed loudly. "Don't be ridiculous. We can win this, right Penn?" He poked Penn in the arm, but he still didn't answer. "Penn? Penn? Penn? Penn? Penn?" He began saying Penn's name over and over again, still poking his arm.
"Shut up, will you!" Sashi cried out in frustration. She tried to kick Boone, but tripped on the hem of her dress and sprawled onto the floor.
"Will all contestants please prepare for the talent portion of the pageant, please." A female's voice boomed on the PA.
"Talent? What talent?" Boone was still talking nonstop.
"Karate. Right, Sashi?"Penn finally said. "Karate. And I know the perfect dummy."