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Those Three Little Words

Chapter 2.

By: NightLight

The building is very easy to recognize by this gateway. Charley thought in her mind, and continued with a sneer: If not with the sight, then the smell of it.. Yak!.
Peeking past the Guard in front of her, there could be spotted also very easily recognizable door.

"Ouch!" Charley yelled to strong built man, who was almost dragging her behind him. Tiers in her eyes were gone, as the rage strated to built in her. How could he do that to Vinnie? You are gonna pay for this! Besides the rage, into her mind started to travel also other issues: Is everything going to be ok this time? Mice saving her as usual?

Somehow she had darker, more melancholic image of the situation this time. That made her worry.

"Shut up," Guard answered calmly, almost convivial sound in his tone of voice. Charley jerked.

Then all of a sudden, he pulled Charley in front of him as they came close enough to touch the door. He pulled so strong, it sent Charley almost flying thru the door. He let go of her with evil smirk on his face whispring "Honey, I'm home". She landed on her dickey with closed eyes. She opened them with a face telling `That hurt´. Seeing two pairs of -again very easily recognizable- feet in front of her.

"Limburger..." She breath out almost silently, as she looked up to the feet.

Plutarkian stared at her in his violet suit, smiling mischievously when their eyes met. Next to the big fish was standing Dr. Karbunkle, in his usual self; rubbing his hands together, having similar smile on him, as like his more smellfull companion.

"Ah! At last our foreign arrives!" Limburger spoke, as he knealed toward the girl: "Welcome and please... make yourself comfortably!"

"Ugh! And I thought it was the sewer that smellt!" She shot back, turning her head away from the straight face to face contact with the fish. She was roughly pulled up by the Guard, as Limburgers smile fell. It was only temporary as plutarkian snapped his fingers towards the goons behind of him. Karbunkles smile grew also by the sound of those fingers.

Encircled by the goons, Charley looked around her as few of them grapped her, and rest just pointed the pistols and guns towards her. Just in case, or just to keep her in a grip. This brown eyed guard was one of them. Well, just uglier with his red-mixed-to-green colored iroquois standing on top of his head. Ugly or not, he sure was somekind of head of these villains. Maybe something more than just avarage goon, but less than something like Greasepit. He was telling others what to do, as the punch of goons started to move her towards the center of the laboratory.

As she noticed the very unpleseant looking chair in the middle of the room she started to panic. No! This girl ain't gonna be a laboratory mouse! She thought, continuing out loud: "...Sorry Bro's". Stugling, she managed to stop the movement of the punch, so that her torso and legs turned towards Guard. She pulled her leg up and shot it towards the guy.

"Umf--" Was the only sound that echoed thru the room, as every villain in the room did "that must have hurt" -face.

"You deserved that..." Charley wishpered to herself, but was unfortunately heard by the Guard. Even still in pain he lifted his head up, keeping his hands on top of his manhood unbeliviable what she just dared to say out loud.
"Why you little..." He quickly stood straight, gathering himself. Angry look on his face he started to come to her quickly. He lifted his arm to revenge the girl.

Charley could only turn her head and close her eyes.

"You idiotic imbesil!" Came quick save from very unexpected direction by twisted Doctor. Charley opened slowly her left eye and sighed from relieve. Guards right hand had stopped just inches away from her head. Relieve was just temporary as Karbunkle continued: "We need her to be conscious while the operation!"

Charley looked horrified towards the non-welcoming chair, that Karbunkle now pointed the goons to put her on. Her thoughts were cut by the guard: "Either you got out that thing alive, or dead... you are afterwards mine..." He wishpered with a sick smile on his lips.

As Limburger started to laugh in victory, Charley could only gulp as she looked a sign around the room:

"Where are you guys?"

Er.. Let's just say I'm not very good with villains.

Still, I would Like Rewiews. What do you think?

Big Thanks, for help with the first chappy, inuficcrzy :) Help is always welcome!