What was taught at the diabolical, infamous, and simply nefarious Evil Academy?
Lots of things, of course. Everything an evil doer needs to know before taking that first wicked step. How to construct brain vaporizing lasers, how to use them, the proper villain etiquette, including the correct way to laugh an evil doer's laugh. Nina, Dr. Cortex's "beloved" niece, was unwillingly learning so much.
Her next big assessment was nearing and nearing (something about the dreadful consequences of bandicoots and how to stop them from impudently halting your evil plans), and she felt unprepared. Sure, she knew the devastating effects of a certain bandicoot's presence around an evil villain's plan, but…
Nina thought she should review.
Bandicoots- Nina knew this from experience- were purely persistent. Annoyingly so. Would an appropriate way of stopping that imbecile be ruining self-esteem? Maybe kidnapping a fellow…no, that wouldn't work now would it?
After a few hours of mental deliberation, Nina was weary. How useless.
The question was so simple, but so difficult. How do you completely stop a bandicoot from ruining the diabolical day? It was a question neither Nina nor Neo could find. It was infuriating how a stupid, stupid, imbecile could falter anyone's plans without much of an effort. No matter how hard they tried, they'd never be able to comprehend him or his evil plan running ways. They'd never be able to win.
…Pffah.
If there's one thing they teach you at the diabolical, infamous, and simply nefarious Evil Academy, it was that an evil villain should never give up, no matter if there's a dumb bandicoot in your path. It was one of the only lessons Nina had actually listened to.
"One of these days…" she lisped, a crooked, and only evil grin appeared as she thought. "We'll get you Crash."
She went off to bed, and slept soundly dreaming of only wicked things. The next morning, despite a lovely dreary and rainy atmosphere, Nina took her exam only to (unfortunately?) fail.
