"It's incredible, truly magnificent, Pinky," Brain mused as he ran his eyes over his latest blueprint, a pencil in his paws, "wouldn't you agree?"
He grumbled and closed his eyes when he heard the maniacal laugh that he had grown to know but had yet to grow used to and turned around, finding Pinky to be sitting on the floor of their cage, the television remote in his reach.
"Pow! Zoop! Right in the kisser, narf!" he yelled excitedly then fell into yet another fit of hysteria.
Brain grumbled yet again and approached, then brought the pencil crashing down on the top of Pinky's head.
"Pinky I need you to focus," Brain said bitterly, reaching through the bars of the cage and clicking off the television.
"Oh, sorry, Brain, zort," he replied, rubbing his head.
Brain offered no reply and turned away, walking once more toward his blueprint.
Pinky followed and upon arrival, peeked curiously over his friend's shoulder.
"This is the mother of all plans, Pinky," Brain assured, waving his paw over the blueprint, "and once we've frozen the president we will control America, and he who controls America controls the world."
"Oh brilliant, Brain!" Pinky cried, laughing, "it's perfect, oh... no... wait, how will we get past his security?"
"Simple, Pinky," Brain replied, "do you remember that special blend of modified pollen I created?"
Pinky placed his paw under his chin and began to think, but after a few moments, lowered his paw an shrugged his shoulders.
Brain rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"I swear, Pinky, you have the recall of a brain dead infant," he mused in irritation, "the pollen I created when we attempted to relieve this nation of its gold."
"Oh yeah, now I remember l, Brain, zort!" Pinky yelled in excitement, "it made everybody sneeze... uncontr...ollably so we could sneak past the guards."
"Precisely, Pinky," Brain replied, "we'll
use that pollen to get past his secret servicemen and once we've penetrated the Oval Office, we'll freeze the president with my Catalytic Immobilizer and take over the nation."
"Egad, Brain, it's flawless, zort! Oh... no wait... I thought that the... thingy only froze people for twenty-four hours. What happens when he melts?"
"While I address the nation as its new leader, you will be in charge of holding him captive," Brain replied, "we'll use him as a ransom and once the people have met our demands, America will be ours."
"Alright, narf!" Pinky cried happily, "let's get right on it!"
"You see what I mean, Dr?" a man asked, sitting in a chair before a television, "Subject Pinky has seemed to develop in his mind an imaginary being to resemble his true intelligence. He's a genius the likes of which we could never hope to understand, sir."
The middle-aged man who stood behind the man in the surveillance room scratched the stubble on his chin inquisitively, studying the little mouse on the screen with quizzical eyes.
"Simply remarkable," he replied, "a mouse who has developed schizophrenic behaviors... I want to investigate this further. Keep an eye on him and make a note on everything he does," he instructed, "I think we have a lot to learn about Subject Pinky."
This story may not have made much sense and I'm sorry, but I was trying to express in the best way I could, a theory, or more so, a thought that I had about Pinky and the Brain. Tell me what you think.