This episode marks the beginning of Season or Section 2 of Invader Quinn.
INVADER QUINN
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Episode 013 [2-001]: Meats Of Evil
Date: Friday, November 13th, 2097
Quinn looked around the lunchroom as the other students ate their food and talked to each other. She looked down at the sandwich on her tray. She had grabbed it merely out of the need to appear normal, as she didn't care much for the food the humans consumed in the lunchroom. The fried cheese sticks were okay, but she didn't trust much of the other meals to leave her insides intact.
Quinn looked up from her tray when she heard foot steps. "You know, anyone who watches you would notice that you don't actually eat any of the food," Stacey said. "I eat the fried cheese sticks," Quinn stated. "Oh. Well, you still don't eat much of anything else. So, what is it? Don't like the taste, or perhaps it's a weakness. Hmm?" Stacey asked her.
"Don't be ridiculous, Stacey," Quinn said. "I already stuffed myself with so much delicious human filth this morning, that I simply am not hungry right now," Quinn lied. "Right," Stacey said in a disbelieving tone. "Hmm," Stacey said as she picked up a slice of bologna from Quinn's tray. "Oh, well... baloney!" she cried as she threw the meat at Quinn's head.
Quinn cried out in pain as the meat began to sizzle after making contact. "The meat! The meat! The horrible meat!" Quinn cried as she fell onto the floor and writhed around in pain. Stacey chuckled at her and walked away.
"Okay," Daria said to her sister, "That was just uncalled for." She listened to Quinn's continued scream of anguish. "Well, since she's in horrible agony, does this mean that you're even with her for the organ theft?" Daria asked Stacey. "Mm, maybe," Stacey said with a smile as she sat down and ate her lunch.
"Just be careful, Stace. This could come back to bite you," Daria warned her sister as she ate her lunch. Daria was still bald from having her head shaved by the de-lousers earlier in the week, as was Jane. Through the loss of hair, both girls had gotten back on good terms, especially after seeing Principal Li lose her wig the day after.
Later, After School...
Quinn entered the grocery store and made her way over to the lunch meat section, next to the deli. "Would you like some ham or bologna!?" a deli clerk asked with a blank stare and drool coming out of his mouth. "Not from you," Quinn replied before walking over to the pre-packaged area. The deli clerk continued staring blankly into space with his mouth hanging open.
"Hmm..." Quinn murmured before she grabbed a pack of store brand bologna. She then made her way to the frozen section and grabbed two boxes of frozen cheese sticks and a gallon of ice cream before paying at the register. She picked up an empty soda can off the ground, for GIR, and entered her Voot Cruiser, which was holographically disguised as a small two-seat compact car, and headed back to her base.
Casa De Lane
"So, what do you think?" Jane asked Daria. Daria looked at Jane's latest painting. The painting was of a bear with a bazooka fighting an Orca with mechanical wings. "Um... well, it's certainly creative," Daria said. "I call it... um, well..."
"You haven't thought of a name yet, have you?" Daria asked her. "No," Jane admitted. "Well, let's get a list started, otherwise you'll be standing in that same spot until Monday morning," Daria said as she reached into her back pack and pulled out a pencil and a notebook.
"So, earlier at lunch, I couldn't help but notice that Stacey was more... aggressive than usual towards Quinn," Jane said. "Yeah, ever since the incident with the organs, she's been getting more... I don't know, proactive, maybe," Daria said. "I see. So, she still hasn't gotten over that, has she?" Jane asked her.
"I'm not sure if she ever will," Daria replied with a sigh. "Last week, she broke into Quinn's base and got herself captured, so I had to rescue her," Daria said. "Say, was that the night that you went to Pizza Empire?" Jane asked her. "Um, yeah, it was. She was acting very different from her normal behavior all night, except for when she started hyperventilating while we escaped from Quinn's space station in an escape pod," Daria explained.
"Escape pod?" Jane asked her. "Yep. From her space station, which is probably still orbiting the Earth. You know, thinking about it, I'm kind of shocked that Quinn hasn't actually managed to do any major damage yet, considering how advanced her technology is when compared to ours," Daria said. "Maybe she's just incompetent," Jane suggested. "Yeah, I've been thinking that too," Daria replied.
"So, how do you think she's going to get back at your sister for the bologna incident at lunch today?" Jane asked her. "I don't know. I just hope she doesn't do anything that kills Stacey," Daria said. "Hey, you were in Quinn's base, right?" Jane asked her. "Yeah, why?" Daria responded. "Could you describe it to me? It might give me some ideas for a painting or two," Jane explained. "Um, sure," Daria said.
"Yes," Quinn said as she looked at her screen. "Perfect. Absolutely perfect. A shame it won't be permanent, but it should still last long enough to make her suffer. And who knows, if something happens to her before it can wear off, maybe I'll finally be rid of her," Quinn said to herself with a grin.
"Hey, watch'a doin'?" GIR asked her. "Oh, just plotting revenge. Wait, GIR, did you finish those maintenance tasks that I assigned you earlier?" Quinn asked the robot. "Uh... no," GIR replied. "And why not?" Quinn asked GIR. GIR simply shrugged in response. "Grr, GIR! Get those tasks completed!" Quinn yelled at him. "Okie-Dokie!" GIR said before running out of the lab.
"I'm beginning to wonder if the Tallest made a mistake when they handed GIR to me. He performs his stupid act far too well and far too often. Perhaps I should call them and ask about this," Quinn said to herself. "Oh well. Computer! Prepare the device!" Quinn ordered. "Yes, Quinn," The Computer said in compliance.
Date: Monday, November 16th, 2097
Stacey entered her homeroom quietly. She saw that Quinn was already in her seat, yawning as she stared at the white board. "Morning, Baloney Head," Stacey said as she saw Quinn scratch the spot where the bologna had melted to Quinn's forehead. Quinn hissed at her with a glare. "Yes, go ahead and frolic now, Earth girl. Frolic in your... meats of evil, but know that I will have my revenge one day," Quinn said menacingly.
"Quinn, Stacey, both of you shut up. Stacey, get into your seat," Miss Bitters said. "Yes, Miss Bitters," Stacey said as she walked over to her seat. Stacey didn't notice Quinn's eyes following her as she prepared to sit down at her seat. Quinn's eyes widened in anticipation as Stacey lowered herself onto the seat.
"Yeeowwch!" Stacey cried before jumping up from her seat and rubbing her bum. "He-he. He-ha, ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaa!" Quinn laughed. Stacey felt around and pulled a tack out of her ass before examining it. "This is your revenge; a tack? That's pathetic, even for you," Stacey said.
Quinn merely chuckled in response, amused at Stacey's reaction. You'll understand soon enough, Stacey. But, by then, it'll be too late, and you'll have to weather the symptoms until they reach their peak and then go away, if you can survive that long, Quinn thought to herself with a smile.
"Quinn, stop smiling," Miss Bitters said. "Yes, Ma'am," Quinn said in response. "Now, everyone who's still in my class for first period, please open up your horrible text books and finish any horrible homework that you decided not to do last night. Everyone else, just remember that your lives will all end one day, and that the universe is doomed," Miss Bitters said as she glared at her students.
After School...
Stacey carefully washed the spot where she had been jabbed by Quinn's tack earlier. "Stupid tack. Stupid Quinn. I just hope Mysterious Mysteries eventually shows at least one of the videos I've sent to them since I've moved here, and especially the ones after Quinn arrived. Then she'll be exposed, and the government will take her away somewhere," Stacey said with a smile.
Ten minutes later, as she was drying off, Stacey couldn't help but sniff the air of the bathroom. "Huh. What is that?" she wondered. The scent was faint, but there was definitely something familiar about it. "Eh, whatever," she said with a shrug as she continued drying off, unaware of what was going on inside her body.
Date: Tuesday, November 17th, 2097
Stacey walked to school behind Daria and Jane, talking animatedly to Andrea, who had decided to join them that morning to relieve her boredom. "So, there it was, just standing in the garage. I couldn't believe my luck. A real Bigfoot!" Stacey said. "Uh-huh," Andrea replied nonchalantly.
As they continued walking to school, Stacey saw a small dog walk up to her, sniffing at her. "Oh, hey there little fella," Stacey said. The dog stared at her, hungrily. Soon, another dog appeared, followed by two more. "Hey, where are all these dogs coming from?" Stacey asked as she saw them heading towards the group.
One of them walked up to her and began licking her hand. "Heh, looks like you made a friend," Daria said as she looked over her shoulder. "Yeah, but-aah!" Stacey cried as the dog bit her. "Dammit! Get away, shoo!" she cried at the dog. The dog barked at her. Andrea quickly put herself between Stacey and the dog.
Stacey wiped her hand on her sleeves before noticing that smell again. Tentatively, she licked her hand. "Hey... I'm delicious!" Stacey said. "Andrea, I'm delicious!" Stacey said. "W-What?" Andrea asked, confused and disturbed. "Taste me, I'm delicious!" Stacey said.
"Look, my door opens both ways, but I'm not doing that in public," Andrea said. "No, I mean, my skin tastes delicious, like... I don't know, but it's really familiar!" Stacey said. "Okay, Stace, did that dog bite give you an infection making you delirious?" Daria asked her sister.
"I don't think so," Stacey replied as they neared a cross-walk. More dogs appeared, this time surrounding the group. "Um, they look hungry," Jane said. "They aren't looking at us," Daria noticed, "Just... Stacey." Stacey gulped. The dogs lunged, and she screamed.
Quinn let out a contented sigh as she sat in her chair. "Quinn, no being happy in my classroom," Miss Bitters said. "Yes, Miss Bitters," Quinn said with a frown. "That's better," Miss Bitters commented. The door to the classroom opened a minute after the bell rang to signal homeroom. "You're late, Stacey," Miss Bitters said.
Miss Bitters took in Stacey's appearance as the young girl walked toward her desk. Her clothes were tattered, and there looked to be some cuts or lacerations on her arms and legs, in addition to puncture wounds. "Sorry, Miss Bitters," Stacey said as she sat down. "I was... being chased... by dogs. So many... dogs," Stacey said tiredly and out of breath.
Just as she sat down, her classmates began to wrinkle their noses. "Hey... what's that nasty smell?" Sandi asked. "I think it's Stacey!" Sandra exclaimed. "Gross!" Anna cried. "When I was twelve, I once left my underwear on for a month, and it kind of smelled like she does," Joey said. "Dude, that's even worse!" Jeffy exclaimed, slapping Joey in the face for his comment.
"Quiet!" Miss Bitters snapped. "If I have to put up with your collective stenches, then so must you all!" she said with finality. "B-But... the stink!" Sandi cried. "Deal with it!" Miss Bitters growled at her.
"Heh, I told you I would have my revenge, Stacey," Quinn said with a smile. "This is your revenge? Mind controlling dogs to attack me? I have to admit, that has the potential to be horrifying, but with a quick shower your vengeance will just wash off," Stacey retorted.
"Oh, just wait," Quinn said. Stacey merely raised an eyebrow. "Now, class, due to Principal Li once again wasting our funding on unnecessary things such as lie detectors, we will have to continue using outdated textbooks instead of the new ones we were suppose to receive this month, and that goes for all of your classes, not just mine," Miss Bitters said.
"Attention, will Miss Bitters please report to the principal's office immediately? Thank you," Angela Li said over the loud speaker. "Grr," Miss Bitters growled. Just as she stood up, she sniffed the air. Her eyes widened and then narrowed and she stalked forward with an unnatural gait in her walk, sniffing the air as she made her way toward Stacey.
"Stacey! You stink! Go roll around in the toilet until you smell better!" Miss Bitters ordered her. "What!? But, I'll smell like the toilet!" Stacey retorted. "Exactly," Miss Bitters replied flatly. Stacey sighed in defeat as she got up. Miss Bitters then slithered out of the classroom, with Stacey following her. "Oh, um, Quinn. My vengeance is now complete," she said with a smile and a knowing glance.
"Miss Bitters," Angela Li began, "I couldn't help but overhear something you said recently-" "You have spying equipment all over the school," Miss Bitters interjected. "Ahem, well-" "Are you still paranoid that the Northies will try to get you? It's been three generations since your family escaped from that place, and you don't even share the same last name as your paternal grandfather, so stop with the spying stuff already. It's really annoying," Miss Bitters said.
"My problem is with the lies that you were telling those students earlier," Angela Li said defensively. "What lies?" Miss Bitters asked her. "About how I misappropriate the funds for our school," Angela replied. "So... what lies did I tell them?" Miss Bitters asked her again. "I just told you," Angela responded. "No, you didn't mention anything that I've lied about. I'm still waiting," Miss Bitters said with a grin.
Stacey finished washing her arm in the sink a third time. She sniffed her arm and then licked it. "I'm still delicious. No one should be this delicious!" she exclaimed. She then felt a sharp pain and listened as something metallic hit the floor. She looked down and picked up the tack from the ground. Her eyes widened in recognition. "Quinn!" she growled.
She reached into one of her pockets and pulled out a cube. Pressing a button, the cube began to expand and unfold until it became a laptop. Pulling out another small cube, Stacey, allowed it to become a small box with a light on it. She connected the small scanner to the laptop via a USB cable.
Pressing her thumb to a line, she waited for a beep and then used a voice command on the laptop. "Computer run a scan on the substance from the tack," she commanded. "Running scan. Foreign substance detected," the laptop said. "Now, run a scan on my skin sample. Is the foreign substance located in me as well?" Stacey asked.
"Scanning... affirmative." "So, Quinn introduced a foreign DNA sequence into my body through that tack. Computer, run a scan on the foreign DNA sequence. I want to know what it is," Stacey said. "Processing." Stacey looked around the girls' bathroom while she waited for the scan to finish.
"Scan complete." Stacey saw the image appear on the screen, showing a slice of generic meat bologna. "Baloney! Quinn has introduced baloney DNA into my body!? Computer, have I absorbed the boloney?" Stacey asked. "Negative. Subject Stacey has been genetically altered to metamorphose into subject bologna.
"N-No. No! Nnnnooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
Angela Li turned her head as Miss Bitters left the room. "Where is that coming from?" she asked out loud.
Shortly after Miss Bitters returned to the classroom, so too did Stacey. "Quinn!" she shouted as she grabbed the green girl and dragged her out of her seat. "I know what you've done! Make it stop! Give me the antidote!" Stacey demanded. Quinn narrowed her eyes and smacked Stacey away from her. "There is no antidote! You're going to have to live with your horrible meaty fate!" Quinn hissed at her.
"I told you that you would forever rue the day that you messed with me. Now, begin your ruing! I'll just... you know, sit here and watch. Ahahahahaa!" Quinn laughed. Stacey looked around the classroom at all of the students who were holding their noses and threatening to puke while staring at her.
Stacey began hyperventilating before she screamed and ran out of the classroom. Quinn continued laughing at the girl's misfortune. "Quinn! Stacey's gone, so quit laughing," Miss Bitters snapped at her. "Aha... ah-uh... right," Quinn said as she calmed down.
Later, After School...
"Stacey?" Daria asked as she knocked on her sister's door. "Stacey?" she asked again. This time, she actually opened the door and entered her sister's room. Stacey was curled up on her bed, sobbing. "Stacey... what happened at school, and what is that smell?" Daria asked her sister. "It's me. Quinn... she injected me with some kind of virus," Stacey whimpered.
"A virus?" Daria asked. "A baloney virus. My body is slowly transforming into baloney, and there's nothing I can do about it. I... I'm going to die!" Stacey cried before sobbing into her pillow. "How did Quinn get this virus into you?" Daria asked her. Stacey reached into her jacket and pulled out the tack, which was inside a zip-lock bag.
"Stacey, do you still have that prank hand-zapper that Aunt Vanessa gave us the other year?" Daria asked her sister. "Yeah, but why do-what are you planning?" Stacey asked her sister.
"Does Quinn have an antidote?" Daria asked her. "No. She said there isn't one," Stacey croaked. "Well, she's going to make one, otherwise..." Daria trailed off with a smile, but very creepy, smile on her face.
GIR was watching the Scary Monkey show when the doorbell rang. "Leprechauns!" he exclaimed before donning his dog suit. He quickly walked over to the door and opened it, revealing Daria Morgendorffer, who was wearing gloves on her hands. "GIR, is Quinn home?" she asked. "Um... yeah, she's down in the lab right now," GIR replied.
"Now, hold still, Tommy Sherman," Quinn said as she replaced the the happiness probe in his head with a newer one. Tommy Sherman winced before smiling again. "Being happy... is so great!" he spouted. "Yes. Yes, it is," Quinn said in agreement.
"Quinn, there's someone at the door," The Computer said. "Let the robot parents handle it. That's what they're for, aren't they?" she replied. "Uh... it's that girl from the other week." "Stacey?" Quinn asked. "No. The other one." "Other one? Daria," Quinn said. "I'll be right up," Quinn said as she placed Tommy Sherman back in his holding tank.
When she reached the living room level, she saw GIR curled up on the couch next to Daria, who was staring at the robot with contempt. "Ah, Stacey's sister. So, to what do I owe this particular visit?" Quinn asked warily. Daria smirked. "Hn. Funny you should ask that. I found out what you did to my sister today," Daria said.
Quinn raised an eyebrow. "Well, I have to admit," Daria said as she got up from the couch, causing GIR to frown. "I think it's pretty good. She really can be quite annoying," Daria said with fake sincerity. "Really?" Quinn asked, confused. "Oh, definitely. How about a congratulatory handshake, eh?" Daria offered, putting a gloved hand out. "Well, I suppose it's about time one of you Earthlings realized my superiority," Quinn said as she reached her hand out, grasping Daria's.
"So, why do you-aack!" Quinn cried before pulling her hand back. Daria held her gloved hand up and showed Quinn the tack attached to it. "Now, about that antidote," she said with an evil grin. "You... horrible, wretched, monster!" Quinn snarled at her. "Yes, now, the antidote?" Daria asked her. "Oh, I'll make an antidote," Quinn said as she held her hand.
"But, I won't dare give it to Stacey. Besides, the virus isn't permanent," Quinn revealed to her. "What?" Daria asked. "It's only temporary. But, that's if Stacey can survive long enough for it to wear off," Quinn explained. "So, that's with human DNA. What about... whatever you are?" Daria asked her with a raised eyebrow.
Quinn looked at her in shock. In all of her planning, she had forgotten to test the virus on samples of her own DNA to see what would happen if she were to accidentally inject herself with it. "Okay, I'll make an antidote, but I can't guarantee that it will be finished before tomorrow or even the day after tomorrow," Quinn said. "Fine, but I expect something before the end of the week," Daria said before she placed the tack into a zip-lock bag and stuffed it into her jacket.
"I'll see you around," Daria said as she walked out the door and closed it behind her. "Wait," GIR cried, "I want your glasses! They're shiny!" He then opened the door and chased after Daria. "Get away from me!" Daria shouted as GIR tried to grab her glasses.
Quinn turned away from the spectacle and entered an elevator, descending into her lab to begin testing on herself and devising an antidote.
Date: Wednesday, November 18th, 2097
Quinn looked at the test results on her monitors in horror. "The reaction; it's happening much quicker inside me!" she screamed. "Computer, begin preparing an antidote!" There was no reply. "Computer?" Quinn asked in confusion. "Command voice not recognized. Intruder detected. Intruder is... Bologna," The Computer stated.
At that moment, several guns and claws descended from the lab's ceiling and began to focus on Quinn. "Uh-oh," Quinn whispered to herself. "GIR! Help me!" she cried as she ran away from the base's internal defenses. GIR quickly entered the room, his eyes and marking glowing red. "Yes, my master!" GIR exclaimed. He then started dancing and whistling. "Doo-dee-doo-dee-doooooo!"
The Morgendorffer Household...
Stacey sat down at the kitchen table, moping as she tried to eat some cereal. Her body had begun to bloat overnight, and it was already mid-day. Helen and Jake had both already left for work before either girl had woken up. Daria had gone to school already, and had promised to cover for her if the teachers asked for her whereabouts.
There was a knock at the door. Stacey got up and walked over to the front door, opening it to see Quinn, who was looking very much like her. "Stacey. My base, it doesn't recognize me!" Quinn stated. "So, you got a taste of your own medicine, didn't you?" Stacey asked her.
"Of course not! If I had been able to produce the antidote, then this wouldn't be happening to me!" Quinn snapped. "That isn't what I-oh, never mind," Stacey said. "Stacey, I need to use your lab equipment to make an antidote!" Quinn cried. "Why should I help you?" Stacey asked her. "Um... without an antidote, you'll keep turning into bologna?" Quinn asked her in response. "Oh yeah," Stacey said thoughtfully.
The sound of dogs howling quickly got the attention of the two females. Both of them quickly entered the house and locked the door behind them. "Okay, if you were able to manufacture a virus to transform me into bologna, then there must be a way to reverse engineer it," Stacey said. "Um, about that... my base has everything that we need, but it won't recognize my commands anymore. We have to either find a way to destroy and reverse the virus or let it run its course until it wears off," Quinn said.
"Wears off? What are you talking about?" Stacey asked her. "The effects of the virus are only supposed to be temporary, but I figured that you might get eaten by a hungry animal or your peers before it would wear off," Quinn explained. "You're certain that it's only temporary?" Stacey asked her. "For you? Yes! I tested it on cells I took from Tommy Sherman before I placed it in the tack," Quinn replied. "But... if my whole body turns into baloney, I'll die because my organs will fail!" Stacey exclaimed in rebuttal.
"Huh? Oh, right, you don't have a PAK to re-upload your personality into your body, or a simple multipurpose organ. Hmm, I forgot about that," Quinn said. "Gaahh!" Stacey exclaimed in anger and frustration. "Okay, okay, we need to get down into the lab and start working right away," Stacey said after forcing herself to calm down.
[Begin montage of Quinn and Stacey working on an antidote. Quinn and Stacey are now more bologna ring in shape than before, and very pudgy]
Stacey brings a series of test tubes over to a work bench and mixes them. An explosion knocks both females back.
Stacey and Quinn look at data on a computer.
Quinn injects a bologna ring with a serum, and both girls watch in horror as it is dissolved.
It is almost nightfall outside as the girls continue their experiments.
Stacey sets a container of serum into an analyzer, and a computer readout tells her and Quinn that it is fatal. Quinn screams in anger. At this point, she is further along than Stacey in her transformation.
Finally, both girls look on as another serum is completed.
[Montage Ends]
Quinn looked at a the serum in her hands. "I think this is it!" she proclaimed proudly. Stacey snatched the serum away from her and gulped it down. "Hey, save some for me!" Quinn cried as Stacey wiped her mouth. Stacey smirked at Quinn, before she winced and grimaced in pain, and her transformation accelerated, bringing her to the same point as Quinn.
"Oh, I should have known! You wanted me to drink that!" Stacey said accusingly. "Please, this equipment is inferior to Irken equipment. Irken smeets play with more advanced toys than what is in this lab," Quinn said.
"Hey, we wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for your evil!" Stacey fired back. "Oh yeah!? Well, if you hadn't thrown bologna at my head, then I wouldn't have wanted revenge!" Quinn retorted. Stacey growled at Quinn and waddled forward, chasing the green girl through the lab and house.
Eventually, both girls ended up fighting in the living room. The noise caused by their clash was not unnoticed, as Daria exited her bedroom and made her way downstairs. "Stacey, Quinn! Enough!" Daria reprimanded them. as she grabbed the girls and pulled them apart from each other. "Quinn, how long until the effects wear off?" Daria asked her.
"I don't know! It could be days before our bodies start returning to normal," Quinn replied frantically. "I'll just have to keep you two locked up somewhere safe until then, won't I?" Daria asked them. "Locked up!?" Quinn gasped in horror.
"Don't worry. I won't experiment on you," Daria said flatly. "Fine," Quinn said in defeat. "Okay, so, let's go upstairs, and I'll get some air fresheners set up in the guest room," Daria said as she led them up the stairs.
Date: Thursday, November 19th, 2097
Daria exited the bathroom and opened the door to the guest room, smelling the scent of the air fresheners. "Maybe I put too many in here," she said to herself, before she saw what had become of Stacey and Quinn. Both of them were now giant bologna half-rings. Daria raised an eyebrow at the sight. "Huh."
Ending Theme: Date of Rebirth, by Origa.
Alternate Ending:
Daria woke up and made her way to the bathroom. After brushing her teeth, she sniffed the air. Her parents, one or both of them, were downstairs cooking breakfast. The smell was very good. Because of this, Daria reasoned, Helen had to be the one cooking, since Jake was an absolutely terrible cook. The best part of this, however, was that it didn't smell like lasagna at all.
Daria went over to check the guest bedroom first, to see Quinn and Stacey. When she opened the door, they were nowhere to be seen. At first, Daria was puzzled, but then, the smell coming from downstairs began to take on a terrible implication. A sickening feeling soon entered her gut. Gulping, Daria made her way downstairs, noticing the pile of clothes on the couch and the PAK that was sitting on the coffee table.
"No," she whispered to herself. Stepping into the kitchen, Daria's eyes widened in horror as she saw Helen eating a giant slice of pink bologna, while Jake was cooking up some green bologna in a frying pan. "Good morning, Daria," Helen said to her eldest, and now, only daughter. "Morning, Kiddo!" Jake said enthusiastically.
"Hey, Daria, you aren't going to believe what I found in the guest room this morning," Jake said with a smile before he plopped a piece of cooked bologna in his mouth and chewed. "Daria, would you go wake your sister up? She's going to miss out on breakfast," Helen said. Daria opened her mouth at the sight of her sister's bologna body cut in half and screamed in horror at the realization of what her parents had done, causing them to look at her questioningly. "You don't like bologna?"
Here it is; the first episode of Invader Quinn Season Two!