Author's Note: Okay, here is how it's going to go down in this chapter. Lee Dumonde and Chopsuey really like each other and they feel attracted towards one another as well, but how far would they go for their relationship to survive? And just how prepared are they to be committed to one another and to also take on the potential role of parenthood? No matter how devoted they may be to each other, they have bigger fish to fry with a lot of villains in Mr. Sanders' administration going against them, among them Mr. Sanders himself, who seems to be very attracted to Lee and would do anything to fight Chopsuey for her love and affections, Mrs. Iselin, who hates Lee's guts and would like nothing more than to be rid of her, and Countess Eliza Buckingham, who is infatuated with Mr. Sanders and is insanely jealous and spiteful towards Lee Dumonde.
The only two people who seem to be behind them the whole way is Kramer, who is known to be Chopsuey's best friend, and Ms. Viola Beautacroft, the front desk clerk, secretary and manager of the White House who supervises the operations going on in the famous building and holds great contempt for much of the cabinet. For some reason, however, she seemed to become pretty fond of Lee even though she despises her and Chopsuey greatly at first. You will also hear several mentions of the prevailing events that take place in "The World Is Not Enough" and within these events the love scenes of Lee Dumonde and Chopsuey are jutaxposed in this particular context; this includes the cholera outbreak that ravages much of the Washington, D.C. area and the massive earthquake that rocked the world and then all of the events that lead to Chopsuey's departure from the White House and subsequent abandonment by his peers. I don't want to give away any further details, but this is pretty much the outline of this section. I hope you like this chapter because things get really heated from this point and you will also get a new perspective of the villains that has never been portrayed in "The World Is Not Enough". You know what they say though: the bonds between villains are very fickle and change with the wind so even if some of them are close to each other, it would not be long before circumstances change in their favor and they could turn on each other. That's the way it works most of the time, and unfortunately that's what happened to Chopsuey. But just read on to see what I mean.
This chapter will also introduce Lee's point of view towards the events that are occurring to her and also gives an interesting insight into her personality, motives, feelings and thoughts as to the changes of the environment that surrounds her. It also chronicles her interactions with her fellow villains and how she deals with her relationship with Chopsuey and the tragedy she must face when she loses him to the jaws of treachery at the hands of her comrades.
Also in subsequent chapters you might get to see the world through the eyes of other characters, such as Viola Beautacroft and many others and get some insight on how they experienced the traumatic events around them. I am also considering writing the subsequent chapters in other characters' points of view so you will get to see how they felt during these traumatic times and what they saw and witnessed. I might also introduce some other characters that have been depicted in "The World Is Not Enough" in new scenarios that have never been explored in the novel, so look out for that.
*****WARNING******" There may be some sex scenes involved so if you are uncomfortable with these types of content I suggest you back away now. Some content depicted in this chapter might be rated M so consider yourself forewarned.
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Chapter 2 - A Night Of Romance, Suspense & Intrigue
The dusky, thick fumes of smoke filled the air as the room around us was darkened to the sounds of humming of the fan hanging above us and the faint whispers of the night. I lay sprawled on my left side in bed with a cigarette lingering in my hand and I was gazing silently at Chopsuey as he was sleeping soundlessly beside me. We had decided that night to snuggle together and consummate our passionate love affair for one another in a move to prevent me from becoming Mr. Sanders' queen, which I did not want. To me he was nothing more than a casual fling, but with Chopsuey, I felt as if my heart finally belonged to someone special who understood me and loved me for who I really was. As I rolled up on my back and stared upward at the ceiling that loomed over me, my thoughts drifted aimlessly as I clutched my cigarette subconsciously and I could feel my body tense up at the chilling, cold sensation that ran through my entire being.
I then brought the cigarette to my lips and imbibed a short drag into my lungs as I coughed out a thick cloud of smoke from my throat and I placed my right fingers lightly on my forehead as I drew my left hand from my side and placed it gently on Chopsuey's head as I lovingly stroked his Mohawk.
It has been so long since I have ever felt this way about anyone in my entire life. Granted it was true that I loved Stefano with all of my heart and my loyalty to him was undying and unwavering and I have never disobeyed any of his orders a day in my life, but I loved Doug too. I cannot understand why he hates me so much and wants nothing to do with me. What have I done to deserve his treatment of me anyway? I wish that he had never divorced me and returned to the arms of that bitch whore Julie. If I ever find them in the slums of Washington, D.C., I'll do everything in my power to make sure that I'll crush them permanently! I am certain that if he would just give me another chance our marriage could work someway, somehow. But what is a woman like me to do in a grand, historic city such as this, especially when you're in bed with a genetically mutated experiment like Chopsuey?
Now I feel that I may have finally met my match in the form of a green, skinny alien experiment who might share more things in common with me than I may have realized before or ever since. I consider Chopsuey to be the perfect partner in every way imaginable and even if I'm not out there torturing the hell out of Doug and Julie by trying to ruin their lives I'll find my own way to get back at them somehow, by making a name for myself in this town using what I know best.
"Chopsuey?" I whispered in a low and soft voice as I turned my head over to meet his face and he opened my eyes as he looked over to meet mine in return. "What?" he growled as he sat up and the covers slipped off him as he gazed at me in a bowl-legged position and scowled at me. As he rose up to meet me, I straightened myself up in return and as I sat up in the bed in the very same room where we first made out, I wrapped the covers tightly around my naked body in an attempt to prevent exposing myself to my lover; as Chopsuey peeked at me with interest, I blushed slightly as I subconsciously posed slightly before him and crossed my legs in front of him seductively. "You naughty little vixen," Chopsuey grinned upon observing me as I continued to pose before him and I laid on my left side as I crossed my legs together and leered at him impishly. "I know," I leered cooingly as I rested my head on my fist and I peered curiously at my new partner.
"Chopsuey, can I ask you something?" I inquired him as I crossed my arms and rested my head on them while I gazed intently at my new partner. "Sure, go ahead. Whatever you like," Chopsuey grinned with a nervous chuckle as he lay down back into bed and looked at me. "What was your life like before you came here?" I asked him quizzically with narrowed, twinkling eyes as I rolled flat on my back and pulled up the covers while turning my focus on him. Chopsuey lay silent for a moment as he contemplated his thoughts and scratched his chin while reflecting on his memories. I grabbed Chopsuey's hands and drew him close to me as I wrapped my arms protectively around him and cradled him lovingly as his ears hung low and folded against his head and I rocked him back and forth like a baby while waiting for him to reply.
"You know, come to think of it, there isn't really that much to say. All that I remember is that I was created by Jumba and he commissioned me to do little tasks around the lab while he sent out 626 on errands to collect DNA. I felt used, unwanted and inferior towards my master and I felt like Jumba did not care for me at all. I was nothing more than his little servant while 626 got to play errand boy."
"Sometimes I ask myself why I was even born in the first place. Why bother creating me when I will never even get to realize my own full potential?" Chopsuey sighed as he described to his fullest memory his empty and useless existence on the planet Turo and how he had to live under Stitch's shadow; as he revealed his bitter, raging feelings towards the one person who was supposed to be his father, I felt that for the first time in his life he was showing a more vulnerable side of himself and was opening up more to me. And all I could do for him at this point was lend a sympathic ear and listen to the miserable pain and sorrow that constantly raged in his heart. He actually clung to me and depended on me as if I was his mother and that made my heart glow with happiness.
I then cupped my hands around his face as I leaned closer to his muzzle and slowly locked into a tender kiss. Chopsuey arched his head backwards as he reciprocated the kiss and we lay together on the bed and proceeded to engage in another make-out session. I kissed deeper and harder into his mouth as I lay sprawled on top of his body and I slipped my hands into the back of his head as I cradled it gently and I began to neck him. I felt Chopsuey wrap his arms around my neck as he caressed down my spine tenderly and gently with his nails and as I intensified my kisses around his throat and neck, he emitted a loud growl and I could feel him tremble slightly under my weight. I suddenly stopped kissing him and I peered down at him inquisitively.
"What's wrong? Am I hurting you?" I frowned with a trace of concern written on my face. But I could see that my partner was smiling enthusiastically and his pupils were greatly dilated as he gazed up at me and brushed my face lightly. "No, no, no, not at all. That was actually very good. That is just my way of responding, that is all," he reassured me gaily with slight hesitation and he growled playfully at me with a nuzzle. I returned the gesture myself and made a growl of my own and it was not long before Chopsuey let out a sudden, hysterical laugh. I suddenly found myself joining in laughter and before we knew it we were both sharing a laugh together for a few moments.
"I'm glad I get to spend the night with you," I smiled sweetly as I nuzzled him lovingly and he licked my face in return. I noticed that Chopsuey was grinning mischievously and he silenced me by putting his finger to my lips and peered deeply into my eyes. "Let's not talk; just shut up and kiss me," he growled in a low and husky voice and I knew then that he need not say more. We drew into another kiss and I continued to neck him as we resumed our passionate and steamy love-making.
As I continued to trail my kisses down his furry chest, he proceeded to move down to my shoulder blade and I could feel his wet and rough tongue massage my bare naked skin. Then when he moved down to the center of my heart that was when my heart began to race erratically. The sudden touch of Chopsuey's tongue on my soft, smooth skin caused my heart rate to accelerate so rapidly it felt like somebody was pumping a constant stream of adrenaline into my heart with an injection needle. It was the most exhilarating sensation I have felt in a long time. For an experiment that has not even slept with a single individual from the moment of his creation, he knew just exactly how to turn me on; that experiment was a natural at having sexual intercourse with a human being and I wonder why he has not slept with anyone before.
I sat up with a gasp and my hand flew to my chest as I settled down to take a few deep breaths. Chopsuey also sat up with me and held my hands as he stopped for a moment to take my pulse on my wrists. "Lee, you've got to slow down a little; you're going to end up having a heart attack if you don't ease up," he admonished me firmly. I nodded while panting and I stood still for a few moments as I felt my heart beat wildly against my chest and my blood running wild through my veins.
"Maybe Kramer was right about one thing; you do make me wild," I panted breathlessly as I felt my heartbeat gradually slow down and once I knew that it had dropped down to a normal, safe level I lay down on the bed again and I beckoned Chopsuey to come lie down with me. He obliged and soon crawled towards me before he settled down on my chest and curled up between my breasts. "Lee have you ever had a heart attack in your life?" Chopsuey questioned me curiously and I peered down at him with my nostrils flaring and I waited a moment to speak. "No I never had one but I did have a stroke," was my answer and I saw something sparkle in his eyes before he returned with a reply. "Then I don't want you to have a heart attack. I would hate for anything bad to happen to you, especially during our first night together," he whispered in a hushed voice and I could not help but smile.
I have apparently gained his trust in the course of several hours and he had done the same with me. We were each other's company and now we are all we have now that the conflict between heroes and villains was looming and was only going to get worse. I have a feeling that somewhere in the dark streets of Washington, Doug and Julie were plotting against me and I was not about to let them stop me from realizing my dreams, not with Chopsuey by my side. But I shall deal with them and the rest of the Salem crew in due time but for now I will concentrate on building my new life with Chopsuey and prepare ourselves for the possibility of starting a new family. I think it would be nice for Renee to have a sibling or two to play with, even if she refuses to speak to me now; I only wish she could come down to D.C. and talk with me for I would like for her to meet her new potential stepfather and possibly meet her new half-siblings if that transpires.
I will also eventually explain to Chopsuey the events that surrounded the Salem Strangler drama and the ultimate tragedy that befell Renee and Tony when the time comes but for now I want to enjoy our time together in silence and peace. "How did you manage to do those things, Chopsuey? Are you sure you've never slept with another woman before?" I mused with a leer as I petted his head softly. Chopsuey gulped nervously before nodding, for he was too overcome to speak. He lay still for a moment as his ears flickered soundlessly on my chest before his eyes darted up to meet my gaze. "You have a strong heart," he whispered softly and I beamed proudly.
"I know that, darling; now why don't you rest up and we'll resume our little session later," I chuckled softly as I turned over on my left side and cradled my head on my hands before I closed my eyes to go to sleep. Chopsuey grumbled irritably as he curled up into a little ball beside me to get some rest. My eyes then flew open and I rolled on my back again and sighed as I picked off the crushed cigarette from the bed and placed it on the ash tray; I picked up the carton from the night table and took out another cigarette before putting it back on the table. I snatched the lighter and lit up my cigarette and proceeded to take a drag as I continued to stare up at the ceiling. "I cannot sleep," I moaned and Chopsuey picked his head up sleepily as he peered at me inquisitively.
"Do you want to talk?" he inquired me with a slightly hoarse voice and I shrugged nonchalantly. "What is there to talk about? I cannot think of one thing we can talk about," I sighed in exasperation as I rolled my eyes. "You're just nervous and tense because you've never slept with an alien before," Chopsuey retorted candidly while rubbing my arm gently. "Well do you think I give a damn of whether or not you're an alien?" I sneered as I whipped my head around to glare at him. "At least I get to have a relationship in this godforsaken planet! Back in Turo I would be getting nowhere with anyone because 626 would be getting all of the attention with all the women."
"And it sucks balls that he is now married to 624 and I am still an unloved, lonely bachelor!" Chopsuey shot back as he bared his teeth at me in defiance, the second time he has done so. "Unloved? What in God's name are you talking about? That's a bunch of fucking bullshit damn it! I care about you! I care that you're here with me and that you're in my arms. I care about your safety and wellbeing, Chopsuey, not just about the fact that you're great in bed."
"I want to be friends and lovers with you more than anything else right now and nothing would please me more than for us to be together. You want to talk about being an outcast, well look at me! Everybody in Salem hates me because of all of the horrible things I may have done to them! Doug hates me, Julie hates me and I hate her right back, the police hate me, damn the FBI is probably after me by now because of my affiliations with Stefano and all of the crimes I may have committed, and even my own daughter wishes to never see my face again. If you want to cry and bitch about your own problems that is fine by me but don't ever assume that I don't know what it is like to be an outcast because I do and I fucking sympathize with your damn plight!" I rebuked him sharply as I went on a fierce tirade about how I was practically the most hated woman in Salem and as I kept on ranting and raving I ended up screaming and swearing in his face and for the first time I saw his expression falter and pale into an ashen hue.
A look of pure terror was etched on his visage and he started to shake right in front of me and gulped hard as he gawked at me with fear. My indignant and incensed countenance began to loosen its tension and as the fire that flared in my eyes gradually began to dissipate and the rage that burned in my heart began to calm down, I began to soften my features and it was not long before I beseeched him with a kiss. "Please forgive me, for I am indeed a headstrong woman. My temper knows no bounds sometimes. I am terribly sorry for frightening you; I'm just tired of everyone treating me like a criminal," I apologized to him swiftly. "I'm just sick and tired of being all by myself with no one to care for me," Chopsuey frowned and I nodded understandingly as he said this.
Then he turned to me and caressed my hair tenderly. "You want to have a go at it again?" he importuned me. "I don't see why not. And this time I'll put in some music to set a more romantic tone in this atmosphere," I simpered sweetly as I made another proposition and this earned an eager throaty chuckle from him. I grabbed my dark blue robe and slipped it around my body as I tied it tightly around my waist in order to provide some cover for myself; then I quietly slipped out of the bed as I approached the drawers to put a record on, with Chopsuey eyeing me hungrily as hysterical chuckles emitted from his throat. I happened to find a record on the middle shelf and took it out as I opened up the envelope that held it and I carefully extracted it from its covering as I placed it on the record player. I then put the envelope on the drawer as I grabbed the dangling needle before carefully dragging it near to the center of the record where it would produce the sound.
As soon as the needle made contact with the spot I wanted, music began to play and the song "Inside My Love" could be heard in the background. I pivoted towards the bed where Chopsuey still lay eagerly in anticipation and a big smile emerged on my lips as I smirked smugly at him. "Let's do it," I growled seductively and I approached the bed slowly as Chopsuey's tail wagged wildly and he was squirming so much he could barely contain his excitement. As soon as I got to him, I pounced on him and started to overwhelm him with kisses. As we lay together and I climbed on top of him, I pulled the covers on top of us to maintain privacy as I wrapped my legs around his waist and straddled him carefully so he would be able to get his thrusts inside me.
Chopsuey then grabbed my arms suddenly and before I could comprehend what was happening, a huge burst of light engulfed his entire scrawny, small body and I have to cover my face to block out the bright glare that shone out in my eyes; as soon as the blast of light faded away into nothing, I uncovered my face and nearly fell back by what I saw next. Chopsuey had tripled, if not quadrupled, in size and was just as big as I was, which was perfect for the both of us. "How come you have not thought of this before?" I interrogated him quizzically. "It didn't occur to me at that time we first started making out. But then I realized that I was too small for you to even reach me so I decided to adjust my size so remote relations could even be possible," Chopsuey quickly explained shyly as he slightly turned away from me and my eyes lit up the moment I realized what he had done.
"You are so damn clever, aren't you?" I mused as my eyes briefly glowed with intrigue and I lowered down to meet his grinning face. Chopsuey then tilted his head up and met me with a soft kiss; as he pulled me closer to him he persisted with his kisses and it was not long before I lay on top of him again and our kissing intensified. It was at that moment that we finally began to have intercourse. My breathing was starting to quicken and as Chopsuey struggled to dig inside me I could feel my blood pressure spike and I was beginning to feel excited. Finally my partner grabbed my robe and untied it quickly so we could get more comfortable.
I kissed deeper and harder into his mouth as he wrapped his arms around my neck and that was when he was finally able to get his thrusts in. My breathing quickened its pace even more and I started to gasp for air as my heart raced excitedly and my body heat increased and goose bumps begin to prickle all over my skin. As Chopsuey began to trail his kisses all over my upper chest, I began to moan in pleasure and in response I began necking him with wet, soft kisses, inducing him to emit a low, rumbling growl. "You like that, don't you?" I hissed in his ear softly. "Yeah," he smirked devilishly as he trailed his kisses up my neck and I continued to nip lightly at his tender throat.
In the meantime, Ichy and Ripper Roo were walking down the hallways in the dark of night for a glass of water in the dining hall when they heard frantic screams coming out of the suite we were staying in. "What the hell was that?!" Ichy cried in a startled voice. Ripper Roo rolled his eyes and grumbled incoherently to his companion. "Oh, sure. I think it's someone calling for help. Give me a break, Ripper, but it ain't happenin'!" Ichy scoffed sarcastically as he glowered at him with great contempt. "Whatever happened to Chopsuey? He's been gone for a long time," Ripper Roo rasped in a scratchy voice to Ichy.
Ichy then scratched his chin thoughtfully as he looked around for a moment before coming to a conclusion. "Yeah, you're right. He has been gone an awful long time. I have not even seen him in his room! The last time any of us have seen him he was with this Lee Dumonde chick. I wondered if he disappeared into a room with her or something…" he mumbled to himself absentmindedly but then something begin to dawn on him and before he knew it Ichy's eyes were stricken with horror and fear.
"Oh my God no! No! Don't tell me Chopsuey…. Oh, God…. No! Ripper, please tell me it's not what I think it is!" he exclaimed in a mortified voice as he swerved his head around and exchanged stupefied glances with Ripper. "Yeah, yeah, yeah," Ripper Roo nodded eagerly before he started to imitate the high pitched sounds of love-making that we were screaming out moments earlier. "Damn, Ripper, you have a sick, twisted mind! I don't know how you can possibly replicate a sound like that! God! Do you watch porn at night or something?" Ichy ejaculated in sickened disgust as he turned his head away from the criminally insane young kangaroo monster. Ripper's only response was to laugh maniacally at his own stupidity and Ichy slapped his face with his wing in frustration. "I swear, if Chopsuey ends up knocking up that woman I will clobber his face like there is no tomorrow! That is by far the sickest thing I have ever heard! How could he be so perverted as to decide to sleep with a human being? Is he so pathetic in Jumba's eyes that he has to resort to that?!" Ichy cried threateningly as he shook his wings into clenched fists furiously.
"Are you really going to do that, Ichy? Don't you know that he'll beat the crap out of you before you can even do that? Don't you know that without Dil you are nothing?" Ripper Roo cackled scornfully in a raspy voice and Ichy spun around to confront his comrade. "I am NOT nothing without Dil! Don't you ever say that, do you hear me, fist-face?!" he sneered before he lunged right at him with talons outstretched. With a loud, resounding cry he lashed out at the young kangaroo monster and was about to attack him when Ripper Roo hurtled a green TNT at him and the object exploded right in his face, sending the young Sharpbeak hurtling into the air in a blast of green, billowing smoke; he then slammed onto the ground on his beak and was pinned to the floor like a dart on a bulls eye. As Ichy wiggled wildly on an upside-down position, dazed, Ripper Roo started to shriek enthusiastically and proceeded to chuckle and guffaw in mirth at his own action. "Very funny," Ichy scoffed as he pulled his beak out on the carpet and scuttled over to Ripper Roo before dropping a kick onto his left knee in retaliation.
Ripper Roo let out a loud yell of pain as he bounced around in big leaps all over the hallway while holding his left leg in agony and letting out a constant stream of curses directed at Ichy. "Yeah, fuck you man! Fuck YOU! Don't you ever badmouth my pal Dil, okay? You don't even know her!" Ichy screamed vehemently at him as he glared at his companion with a contemptuous sneer. Ripper eventually stopped bouncing around and stared blankly at Ichy for a few moments, prompting him to sigh in exasperation. "You're impossible; come on, let's get going before we hear those lovebirds scream out in pain again," Ichy grumbled before he swooped into the air and Ripper Roo glanced around before bouncing off to join his friends. As they traveled through the long, winding corridors of the White House, Ichy added to himself, "Boy, do I wish that Dil were here. She would have loved to see this place, even if she can't see!"
Meanwhile, on the front desk in the White House, an elderly Frenchwoman was sitting all alone in the dark on the lookout for any visitors or intruders wandering in the building. Her name was Viola Beautacroft, and she was a wizened, diminutive, scrawny built woman with a petite figure and dark, raven hair with light graying streaks stretching from her bangs to the back of her head. Her dark, bold uni-brow covered most of her low forehead and her hypnotic, cold, steel-blue eyes had the ability to draw in people to her face and gave her a rather chilling and icy allure, especially when they light up with its distinct ultraviolet hue and stand out on her porcelain and milky, light skin.
Viola also possessed an angular and slender face with a prominent chin and a square jaw and looked very much like Suzanne Flon. She was just 62-years-old and was not only a recent emigrant from France but had been recently hired by Mr. Sanders to serve as a front desk clerk, secretary and manager of the White House among other things after having been contacted by the young villain over the Internet and had sent out her application online and had been accepted into the job.
Despite of having been in the country for only a short period of time, Viola Beautacroft was very familiar with the English language and had a great mastery of it as well, having been taught in several boarding schools in Nice, Paris and London when she was a child, with her father serving as a foreign diplomat in her youth. However, Viola still preferred to speak the language of her motherland and would not hesitate to scream and swear in the dirtiest French she could muster if the need strikes her, especially when some of the villains provoke her wrath. Since Viola had joined Mr. Sander's administration, she had witnessed several people coming in and out of the edifice shy away from her in fear and terror and even once she saw a man streak away from her in panic after she gave Ichy a severe tongue lashing. This demonstrated to her that she was viewed as nothing more than a villainess and as such should be watched over carefully lest she act treacherous with them.
Yet Viola saw no reason why she should be labeled a villain among these band of thieves, crooks and sinners apart from some of her more fallible character traits and did not consider herself a part of them. As a matter of fact she despised them all with great contempt, most of all her boss, who was a dirty, immoral scoundrel with a perchance with sleeping with various women, even if they were married. Mr. Sanders was the most loathsome, repulsive, arrogant, conceited ass she had ever met and who had the audacity to proposition her on more than one occasion since her arrival in Washington but she had refused him time and time again. One night when she had turned him down again Mr. Sanders became enraged with her and threw her down on the floor before proceeding to attempt to force himself on her. Viola was terrified for her life and violently struggled with him in an attempt to fight him off.
Finally, after having to resort to dropping a powerful, swift kick to the groins, clouting him in the face and abdomen thrice and biting him on the arm, Viola quickly fled the room and never looked back as she dashed through the hallways before she flew into her room and locked the door shut; she then slid down on the floor and rested for a few moments to catch her breath. Viola remembered thinking at that time how her mind and body raced with an addicting and exhilarating sense of adrenaline and somewhere in her mind she had actually wanted Mr. Sanders to sleep with her and she recalled the powerful sensation of lust boiling within her.
It was not long before she too could no longer resist Mr. Sanders' advances and agreed to sleep with him under one condition: that their tryst be kept private and no one but the White House staff knew about it. Mr. Sanders was elated and they soon arranged a private rendezvous for the two of them in his bedroom chambers and it was that night that they had intercourse together. Although Viola enjoyed the encounter immensely and thought of Mr. Sanders as an exceptionally great lover, she still detested him as a boss and thought of their time together as nothing more than a fling; she had also sworn to himself that she would never sleep with another man like him ever again.
More than a fortnight she had often heard the sounds of screaming, gasping and panting coming from the upstairs bedroom in Mr. Sanders' private chambers while she struggled with chronic insomnia and kept watch over the borders of the White House and spent all of the hours away smoking her latest carton of cigarettes waiting for the dawn to come. Sometimes it was Mrs. Iselin who she heard screaming into the night, on other nights it was Lee herself who would offer herself to the president and would often succumb to his lustful passions, which disgusted Viola greatly. Other times even the Sorceress herself would invite herself into the presidential chambers and would make passionate love to him.
Viola was unable to fathom the thought of Mrs. Iselin wanting to sleep with Mr. Sanders at all, since she was already married and there were persisting rumors that she carried on an incestuous affair with her grown son Raymond Shaw, who was also her personal assassin. She also did not have high regards for Lee, who she felt was a high class slut with a knack for getting around to sleeping with men she could get her hands on and who was not afraid to get her hands dirty when it comes to her harebrained schemes.
But it was not just her tempestuous and provocative manner that put her off; it was also her deceitful and beguiling demeanor that especially disturbed her.
What's more was that Lee was a woman with a proclivity towards violence and was a vindictive and conniving woman with an iron determination to do whatever it took to reach her goals, even if it meant resorting to drastic measures. Lee just did not have a mere tendency towards violence; she herself was a violent person and whenever she flies into one of her blind rages it almost seemed to Viola as if she was a psychotic woman with some severe form of mental illness, which was frightening in itself. Additionally, Lee was a mean-spirited person with such hatred in her heart Viola sometimes wondered to herself how she could possibly stand her.
Chopsuey, on the other hand, was much, much worse. He displayed some extreme sociopathic/psychotic tendencies that might be diagnosed in a human and was apparently severely unhinged. Chopsuey was just as devious and dastardly as Lee if not more and had a very clever and resourceful mind to accomplish certain tasks. Even though he was born with all of Stitch's powers and felt inferior towards his master, Chopsuey's mind was so advanced; probably much higher than all of the experiments combined, he might as well be considered a mad genius. Chopsuey was also a very wicked and insanely jealous experiment with no regards to anyone's feelings but his own and was shunned by practically the entire staff, including Viola. Viola thought of him as the worst abomination that had been ever created and was the equivalent to being the spawn of the devil.
Even though Lee had a nasty and spiteful personality, and often rightfully so, she did have some sensual and alluring charm in her demeanor and when she wanted to she could manipulate the words in her mouth to her advantage and use them to attract anyone in her favor. What Viola hated about her the most was how she was so corrupt, so evil and so heartless and was willing to sacrifice everything to achieve her ultimate goals, even if it meant destroying everything she loved. However, underneath her deceitful and sinister exterior was a vulnerable and insecure woman who came up with all these crazy schemes just to hide her insecurity. As for Chopsuey, he was a jealous guy who is also just as insecure as Lee, if not more. At any rate, as far as Viola was concerned, the two of them deserved each other in more ways than they could ever know or understand and if it so happened that they became mates and started a family, then so be it.
"Miserable damn cunts," Viola snarled low in her throat as she leaned back on her chair and took a quiet drag in her lips. Just then she heard incessant footsteps coming from the hallway and she quickly sat up to observe Ripper Roo and Ichy emerging into the lobby room on their way to the dining hall for a quick drink of water. "I tell ya, Roo, I knew there was something going on between that Dumonde woman and Experiment 621 from the moment I first saw them. I figured she had a thing for him from the very beginning; I mean, you should have seen her eyeing Kramer and 621 while they were lounging in the punch bowl section gossiping about her past life!" Ichy ejaculated to Ripper as they walked through the lobby and Ripper Roo nodded his head eagerly in little raspy barks.
"Hey! What are you two doing out in the lobby at 2 in the morning?" Viola barked at them in a demanding voice. "Cool your blood pressure, lady. Me and Roo are just going to the dining hall to get a drink of water, that's all," Ichy snapped back at her sassily. "Well you be careful out here, you birdbrain. I don't want you and that kangaroo monster causing any trouble in the early morning hours," Viola admonished them sternly. "Birdbrain?! Why I outta…" Ichy snarled threateningly as he lunged at her and was held back by Ripper Roo, who hissed at him not to get into a fight with Viola. "Man…! You got some serious nerve there, lady! Why don't you get out of that booth and get some sleep? Roo and I will take care of things here."
"I don't trust you scumbags around here, that's for sure and even if I would like to take a few hours off for sleep, I just cannot rest. My mind would not let me rest no matter how hard I try," Viola sneered as she rested her head on her arms and shook her head. "Christ! Are you Mr. Sanders' personal slave or something? Why did you even come down to Washington in the first place?" Ichy scoffed in disgust as he gawked at the exhausted and frazzled elderly woman. "I needed a job; I have been let go from my previous job as a secretary at a law firm after about 30 years and unfortunately I did not have enough money for retirement. So I started looking online and I found Mr. Sanders' personal ad for a secretarial job. I thought it was interesting enough for me so I sent out an application to him by email and within four weeks I got an email saying that my application had been accepted and I have been invited to come to America for an interview."
"So I packed my things and boarded the first plane to America and when I came here to Washington, D.C. I signed up for a green card to stay for about 12 months or so and if 12 months have come by and I want to stay in this country permanently I could apply for a permanent visa. Needless to say I showed up for my interview with Mr. Sanders and I answered all of his questions and before I knew it he gave me the job. I thought by the looks of it he seemed to be desperate enough to find a secretary/manager/front desk clerk in time for the start of his presidency and according to him I had fit all of the qualifications. And so far I have not really made up my mind of whether or not I really want to stay in America as a naturalized citizen."
"I despise most of the people in this town, especially you dodo-brains but there are some people I do sympathize with. Jobes the police guard may not be terribly bright and he is extremely gullible but he does have a good heart and Mr. Kernel is not like the other aides thank God. And even though I would not admit it myself I do feel some pity towards Lee Dumonde. She may be the most despicable and pathetic creature in the planet but I suppose she has her reasons. But you two…" Viola then turned around to look at Ichy and Ripper Roo with a fierce glare.
"You sir, Ichy, are the most vile and dastardly, ill-tempered bastard I have ever met and you Mr. Ripper Roo are the most insane creature I have ever met. I mean who in God's name wants to blow up TNTs for crying out loud?!" she chided them sharply and reproachfully. Ripper Roo just let out a hysterical laugh and Ichy rolled his eyes. "And your point is?" he scoffed. "The point is I do not like any of you assholes, least of you Ichy and also that abomination Chopsuey. It is people like you that make living in America a living hell for me every day!" Viola snapped furiously at Ichy and Ripper Roo while her steel-blue/ultraviolet eyes flared up with an ominous, malevolent hue. "Let me ask you something. Have you ever been laid in your entire life? Or did I forget that you banged Mr. Sanders once?" Ichy taunted Viola derisively and that was when the old woman snapped and quickly pulled out a revolver at the two companions and aimed it right at them.
Ichy could see a deadly and menacing sparkle in her eyes as she clicked her gun and the sound echoed in the silent, dead air. It was all too surreal for the young Sharpbeak; now he and his pal were about to be shot to death by a manically insane Frenchwoman. "Never speak of that ever again; do you hear me, Ichy? NEVER!" she hissed in a dark and husky voice as she screamed out in a deep and baritone tone. Ichy and Ripper Roo exchanged horrified glances and Ichy found himself shaking in fear as the barrel of the silver automatic revolver was pointing right at his face and that of his partner. He had never felt this terrified in his entire life.
Now with Dil out of the picture, there was no one to protect him so he might as well talk his way out of the situation by trying to calm down the Frenchwoman's wrath. "Put the gun down, Izzy. You're scaring me," he instructed her while waving his wings up and down, using his favorite pet nickname for her. Viola just stood there stone-faced without any sound and continued to aim the weapon at him. "Seriously, Izzy, you are really scaring me. Now I don't know what in the world your problem is but you need some serious psychiatric help. You're even worse than Lee on a really bad day," Ichy stammered as he trembled fearfully at her and he could feel Viola's cold and malicious glare pierce right through his soul.
"What happened between Mr. Sanders and I was nothing more than a one night stand. We had an agreement not to let that tryst leave the premises of the White House. Now if I have to gun down someone to keep that encounter private I will, even if it means murdering the two of you," Viola explained in a calm and stoic voice as she pointed the weapon at Ichy and Ripper Roo and as she cocked the revolver to prepare to blow their brains out Ripper nearly yelped out in alarm. "This is it, Roo. We're both gonna die!" Ichy panicked in a stricken voice.
"Say your prayers, fools," Viola hissed in a snarky and icy voice as she was about to pull the trigger but then she heard a loud scream coming from one of the suites upstairs. "What was that?" Viola wondered aloud to herself as she lowered her weapon and sheathed it in her holster before she took off running into the hallway, with Ichy and Ripper Roo racing behind her. She galloped up the stairs with blood pumping in her veins and tore wildly through more of the hallways with her two comrades lagging behind as she sped through the upstairs wing of the building in hot pursuit. The rooms were blowing past her in a fleeting blur as the elderly French emigrant torpedoed through the corridors at an agile and quick, break-neck speed and it was almost as if the walls were melting into nothing and time around her was accelerating to the point of chaos.
Viola was racing through the building at such an unprecedented hyper speed it was almost like she was running at the speed of light and despite of her age it seemed as if she was effortlessly soaring through the air.
Then when she finally got to the room where Chopsuey and Lee were last seen in, she leaned sideways against the door with the gun clasped in her hands as she listened carefully for any more sounds. Sure enough she heard some breathing and loud gasps coming from the room and she pressed her ear against the door to listen for any more sound; for now she would give them more privacy but eventually she would have to intervene and get to the bottom of this affair.
Meanwhile, Chopsuey and I were still in the throes of passionate intercourse. Chopsuey's tongue was still lolling around my throat and as he continued to maintain his powerful and intense thrusts, my gasps became more and more frequent as my heart rate accelerated and I cradled the young alien experiment in my arms carefully so he could rest eventually. I peered deeply into his eyes and I could see the fatigue reflected in his pupils and I could hear his breathing getting more and more shallow, which was starting to frighten me. I have been experiencing orgasms for over an hour now and they were unlike anything I have ever felt in my entire life. This was by far the best sexual encounter I've ever had in my life and despite of Chopsuey's inexperience he was by far the greatest lover I ever had. But now he has to take it easy or he will end up suffering cardiac arrhythmia in my arms or worse – death.
"Chopsuey, take it easy now, okay? I think it's time for you to ease off the thrusts a little bit, all right?" I murmured softly to him and finally he weakly nodded and gradually he slowed down on his thrusts until he lay limp in my arms and I nuzzled him softly on the face. "Now it's time to rest for a while; I think we did enough for today," I whispered to him and that was when I grabbed him gently by the scruff of the neck with my teeth and laid him on the pillow before I lay down with him as well. "That was by far the best night of my entire life, and I have you to thank. You might have been a virgin, but I had no idea you showed some skill," I chuckled with a smile as Chopsuey gazed at me with blurry eyes and his smile warmed my heart. "Who's superior now?" he smirked mischievously before he closed his eyes and dropped off to sleep.
Just then the door toppled to the ground and Viola, Ichy and Ripper Roo appeared on the doorway. I quickly tied my blue robe around my body and covered myself as I sat up on the bed and acknowledged them with a shocked and surprised face. "What the hell are you doing here?" I cried in a panic-stricken voice. "I have heard you and Chopsuey scream and groan for the last 5-10 minutes. I have never heard anyone have prolonged sexual intercourse for close to 2, 3, 4 hours in my entire life."
"You must have some pretty exceptional stamina for a woman your age to last that incredibly long. And that goes for that abomination too. He is young still but I think it is unheard of an alien to have sex for a long period of time. I think it was about time he was pooped out though. You are the most disgraceful and despicable woman I have ever met who thinks nothing of making love to an alien experiment and allows herself to become potentially exposed to pregnancy and almost an entire lifetime of having to care for children. I cannot believe you two would have so much lust in your hearts that you cannot wait to sleep with each other when the lights are out."
"How could you be so selfish as to satisfy your wanton desires and think of no one else but yourselves? Chopsuey, aren't you one of the top operators for Mr. Sanders? And Lee, aren't you one of his many floozies? What would Mr. Sanders say when he finds out that you have slept with one of his many mistresses, 621? And Lee, what would your daughter say when she finds out what you've done? I cannot even begin to imagine what kind of life your children must lead with their parents living such immoral lives."
I then sneered at Viola and picked up a lamp by the handle from the night table; as soon as I raised it up in the air, I flung it right at Viola and it sailed rapidly through the air before it slammed into the wall and shattered into pieces. "Don't you dare lecture me about my daughter! I will not tolerate that, do you hear me, Madame Beautacroft? I want you out of my room right now! Do you understand me?!"
"I want you to leave my presence immediately and leave me and Chopsuey in peace. I do not care how I raise my future children just as long as I love them with all my heart and I protect them from the likes of you! OUT! OUT! OUT! OUT! OUT! OUT! OUT! NOW!" I screamed at her indignantly and infuriatingly as I ripped the top drawer from the night table and hurtled it at her too; Viola ducked and Ichy zapped out of the way and disappeared while Ripper Roo bounded away from the scene and soon the old woman took off running as well.
I leapt out of bed and raced to the doorway as I stood in the hallway and I kept on screaming and yelling at her as I brandished an automatic pistol that I retrieved from the night table and began to shoot at her with it. "I SAID OUT NOW, BITCH!" I shrieked as the bullets rang in the night air and as soon as Viola vanished into the night I trudged back into my suite exhausted before I slipped back into my bed and lay with Chopsuey again. "It doesn't matter what they think about us, Chopsuey, just as long as I'm happy with you. I love you and I do not want anything to happen to you, you understand?" I murmured softly to Chopsuey as I brushed his Mohawk tenderly with my hand as he lay sleeping and I bent down to his face and kissed him lovingly in the lips. That was when I felt his hand brush softly against my chest and I looked down with my doe-like eyes and I saw that Chopsuey was awake and for the first time in my life he was smiling peacefully.
"My boochiboo," he whispered in a low, husky voice and I beamed proudly at him as I stooped over to his face level and kissed him softly in the lips; he smiled into my kiss and we soon spent another 5 minutes making out before I settled down next to him and I was undoing my robe and pulled up the covers to get comfortable. As soon as I undressed myself I placed the robe on top of the bed and I pulled Chopsuey in my arms and let him snuggle in my bosom. "Good night, Chopsuey. See you in the morning," I hissed to him in a whispered voice as I closed my eyes and I let my taut muscles relax themselves as I let sleep overtake me.
Finally, after so many hours of passionate love-making and sleeplessness, I gradually drifted into sleep and it was not long before I was snoring peacefully in Chopsuey's arms and Chopsuey was lying slumped in my bosom as well. Eventually the entire White House had settled into quiet and peaceful silence as the entire staff retired to a long night of rest and a shadow of darkness hovered over the edifice as if an ominous storm was predicting a foreboding event to come.
The next morning, Ichy and Ripper Roo were lying sprawled together in a pile in the center of Ichy's room after having to run for their lives from Lee's crazed rampage the previous night. The sunlight was streaming through the closed binds of the window and as it shone on the two villains in the early morning dawn Ichy fluttered his eyes open; as he sat up sleepily he turned to see Ripper Roo and started to nudge him awake. "Hey, hey; wake up buddy! We gotta go downstairs to eat something!" Ichy urged his friend as he shook him repeatedly. Finally, Ripper Roo flipped over on his back and his tongue lolled out of his mouth as he was drooling absentmindedly in his sleep. Ichy growled in frustration and as a last resort started to peck and jab him belligerently on the head.
Ripper Roo jolted up with a start and was screaming at the top of his lungs as he dashed around the room in a stricken panic. He flailed his arms wildly and his eyes spiraled crazily in a malevolent red glow as he circled around the room in an attempt to get Ichy off his head. Just then a tall, imposing and slender woman with puffy, feathery, auburn brown hair and wearing a two piece gray plaid suit with a black, rippled, cotton skirt, a pair of black stilettos, and a raccoon boa wrapped around her neck emerged into the room and the two boys immediately stopped running upon seeing her. Ichy flew off Ripper's head as he perched lightly on his left shoulder and the young kangaroo monster pivoted around to acknowledge her. "Sable! What are you doing here?" Ichy exclaimed as he fluttered his wings excitedly.
"I came here to see if you boys are awake and it appears that you are up and early. I have been hearing some pretty interesting things from last night, including your little confrontation with Ms. Beautacroft," the woman replied with a thick, silky, smooth British accent. "What are you talking about? We didn't do anything last night, did we Roo?" Ichy stammered as he turned to Ripper Roo for support, with the kangaroo monster nodded in conferment while emitting raspy barks. "It appears that I've been hearing otherwise; rumors are flying around that you have greatly aggravated Viola and that she turned her gun on you and Ripper Roo. Then when the three of you headed upstairs to check up on some noise you ended up finding Lee Dumonde in bed with Experiment 621," Sable scoffed as she revealed to the boys what she had discovered the night before. "Where did you get all of this information? Have you been spying on us?!" Ichy sneered at her angrily while Ripper Roo glared at her with a low, threatening growl emitting from his throat.
"I've been doing some security detail for the last couple of hours and I've spent most of the night watching over the White House in the security room along with Experiment 622. So don't think even for a moment that I don't know what you're doing because I have witnessed everything that had occurred last night and I'm going to get to the bottom of it if it's the last thing I'll do. 622 and I even spent several hours listening to Chopsuey and Lee screaming and gasping in a fit of passion over the head speakers as we viewed the numerous television screens surveying every inch of the building," Sable replied crisply as she then spoke in a threatening and ominous tone and narrowed her eyes darkly at the two villains.
"So you knew that Chopsuey and Lee were screwing each other the whole time? Aren't you going to report them to Mr. Sanders at breakfast today?" Ichy scoffed as he rolled his eyes. "No, because I have more important things to worry about besides snitching on an amorous and lusty couple who might as well be made for each other; I have to go to the interrogation room with 622 to check on Julia Sugarbaker and her posse since they had broken out of their prison cell and attempted to steal one of the experiment pods from Miss Amelia."
"It was a good thing that Michelle and her henchmen managed to apprehend them before they could make away with the pod," Sable growled in a snide and contemptuous tone as she informed Ichy and Ripper Roo of her plans for much of the morning. "Oh, ho, ho, ho, that was rich how Michelle and her minions managed to capture those ladies before they could escape with the inactivated Experiment 0800. What I don't understand is how that Julia woman had the nerve to even concoct this scheme when she knew damn well it was going to fail anyway," Ichy chortled mirthfully as he grinned evilly at the thought of the designing women being captured and detained in the interrogation room.
"Well, you know about some people; some people can be very bold and daring and have enough courage to do what they think is right," Sable smirked with an amused right eyebrow as she stalked out of the room and beckoned Ichy and Ripper Roo to follow her. The boys then shrugged nonchalantly and they departed from the room as they accompanied the middle aged woman down the corridor and descended down the stairs to head to the interrogation room to check on the women.
Meanwhile, rays of sunlight flooded into the room as Lee and I lay sleeping in the master bed. I was curled up in my sweetheart's arms as I snuggled warmly in her bosom and she held me close to her body protectively. It was the most invigorating and comforting feeling I have experienced and as I continued to lie sleeping in a semi-dream state I thought of how I had just enjoyed one of the best nights in my entire life ever since Jumba first created me. I heard Viola open our bedroom door slowly and quietly before entering the suite with a silver tray in hand; I then opened my eyes and I sat up suddenly as I met her somber gaze but she just ignored me as she approached the bed before setting the tray carefully on the edge.
She was still wearing her purple/sapphire frock with red fringes on the sleeves and neckline that she had worn the previous night and was staring at me with a thin line as she turned to leave the room. "Um… thanks for bringing us breakfast," I replied with a hesitant tone as Viola could only glare at me sulkily. "Screw off," was all she could muster before she stormed out of the room and disappeared from sight. "Hey! All you could have said was thank you!" I hollered as Lee slowly began to emerge from her slumber and soon straightened herself up as she quickly snatched her robe drowsily and dressed herself accordingly.
I spun my head around to look at her and she rubbed her eyes as I scowled at her irritably. "Did you see what that bitch Viola just did? She set down a silver tray of food for us, told me to screw off and just walked out of the room without even saying thank you! Ungrateful bitch damn it!" I screamed in an infuriated voice as I exploded irascibly. But the moment I focused my gaze on Lee, I could see that her expression had changed from that of drowsiness and grogginess to that of petulance and exasperation, making me greatly afraid; at first I thought I have really pissed her off with my off-hand comment but it soon became apparent I was not the target of her rage. "That woman is going to learn one way or another how to treat people with respect. I will not have her haughty, proud, condescending attitude around here, do you understand me, Chopsuey?" she snapped furiously at me and I swiftly nodded.
Then her face softened once more and a smile returned to her lips. "Good. Now let's eat," she declared and then with an excited grin I dashed off to retrieve the tray and I soon grabbed it with my teeth and dragged it slowly and carefully with my teeth as I brought it before us. Then as Lee picked up a fork that lay before her and started to eat one of the fried eggs that had been served to us, I sliced off a piece of French toast soaked in maple syrup and I hungrily shoved it down my throat as I slurped my lips of the syrup that dribbled in my muzzle. Lee could only gaze at me with a subtle disapproving and disgusted frown as she continued to eat her food neatly. An evil thought soon formed in my mind and I slurped my mouth clean and gulped the wad of French toast down my throat before I spoke.
"Lee, I was thinking maybe we could activate some experiments of our own. There might be some experiments belonging to Mrs. Russia that may be useful to us," I proposed suggestively as Lee took a sip of orange juice while listening to my suggestion and just glanced at me quizzically. "Now why would you want to do a fool thing like that? What are you proposing?" she importuned me inquisitively with a suspicious tone. "I was proposing that we obtain some of those experiment pods from the experiment machine and activate them in the bathroom."
"Then once we train them to obey our orders and perform our commands we could utilize them to advance our ranks in this administration and become more powerful enough to overthrow Mr. Sanders!" I continued to outline my plan to Lee with an evil and sinister grin. Lee then chuckled devilishly as a smile emerged on her own lips. "I like the way you think, Chopsuey, but I don't see how we're going to bring about this plot. We could get thrown out of the White House if Mr. Sanders discovers our treachery," she ejaculated informatively. "Not to worry, my love. I got everything under control. I'll figure out how to break into Miss Amelia's office where the experiment machine is kept and breach the security there so it'd be possible to access it," I reassured her confidentially but the smile faded from her face and she peered at me with a grave expression on her face.
"If you fuck up and we end up being arrested and captured by Mr. Sanders' men, don't expect me to say I told you so," she admonished me sternly with her whispery, soft-spoken voice laced with a hint of a deadly and menacing tone. "Relax, sweetcheeks. I'll take care of all of the necessary details while you just rest easy. We have to make a living around here anyways, because we could have a family to raise," I attempted to reassure her again calmly and as my voice trailed off at the last sentence, I reached out my hand and touched her tiny stomach as gently as I could, prompting her to look down at my hand and smile sadly. "I hope that this time around I'll be able to get pregnant because I don't know how many more years my reproductive system will survive." "I know, Lee; I hope I can make Jumba proud by producing some offspring so that way I would not be viewed as a failure," I nodded sympathetically.
"In the next three days or so I might have to take a pregnancy test and see if I have successively conceived; if not, I suppose I can adopt some of Mrs. Russia's experiments or create our own," Lee notified me with a somber and quiet voice. She continued eating as she said this and for the new few moments we ate without uttering another word. Then when Lee was finished with her food she added, "I will try and see if I can somehow contact Renee with the news that I may be pregnant. I know that she would not be especially thrilled to hear from me but she deserves to know, because she is my daughter."
"That's good to know," I nodded in agreement as I finished up my food as well and soon enough the tray was cleaned out. Lee then pushed the tray aside and quickly slipped out of bed before heading out the door. "Hey, where do you think you're going?" I inquired in a demanding voice. "I'm going to find Viola and give her a good talking to," was all Lee replied before she went out the door and it slammed shut abruptly. I then sighed and trudged over to the bathroom and locked myself in to take a shower.
Viola was busy washing dishes in the mess hall with an apron and a pair of yellow rubber gloves on when I stormed into the room. I stalked towards the old woman with a menacing stride and once I got close to her I raised my hand and slapped her across the face. Viola stumbled backward in surprise and dropped the china plate she was washing on the floor as it shattered into a million pieces before she gazed up at me with a shocked expression. "What is the meaning of this haughty attitude you were giving to 621 in the bedroom? You do not dare disrespect any of your superiors here, is that clear?" I scolded her mercilessly as Viola gawked at me in silence. Then her expression contorted into a sneer as she scowled at me with hatred glowing in her eyes.
"Who made you the boss of this kingdom, Lee?" she hissed at me. "I may be one of Mr. Sanders' many mistresses but I am also one of his leading operators and one of his many advisers; as such I hold one of the most esteemed positions in the entire city, even if I am his whore. You should be fortunate that Mr. Sanders gave you a decent position as well, for he might as well make you merely his servant," I explained to her in a pithy manner while I continued to chide her. "I am disgusted and appalled by your arrogant and condescending behavior, Lee. No wonder your daughter wishes to never speak with you," Viola only scoffed disdainfully. "That's another thing I wish to discuss with you. You do not dare mention my daughter in front of me or anyone else in public without my prior permission, is that understood, or am I not making myself clear?"
"You also do not come barging into the room and interrupt our privacy without knocking on the door first and you do not dare backtalk to any of your superiors or make any disparaging and insulting comments towards them. Your behavior last night was atrocious and despicable and I am very bitterly disappointed with you," I continued to discuss matters with Viola further as I kept on reproaching and rebuking her for her misbehavior the previous night. Then I glanced down at the shattered pieces that littered the floor and I pointed my finger at the mess while adding, "Pick that up! Clean up that mess right now I say! Pick that up right now!" But Viola just stood there with glowering eyes and a firm line on her lips as she continued to balk at me.
"What? You will not listen to me? I said clean up this mess right now! Or are you deaf?" I barked at her with a low, threatening, admonishing voice and gritted, closed teeth as my body trembled with increasing anger. I was quickly losing my patience with her, but Viola again refused to heed my commands. "Go to hell," was all she said. Finally I lunged at her and tackled her to the floor and began to throttle her and choke her. "You fucking, disobedient wretch!" I snarled angrily as I cuffed her repeatedly in the face and finally I stared deeply into her eyes and that was when her eyes locked into mine.
"Your hormones are changing; I have never seen your eyes as vibrant and lively as they are now. You should be expecting children very soon, for I have never seen an attractive and beautiful glow from you," she whispered in a deep, smoky and seductive voice and I quickly blushed despite of myself, for I have never expected to receive a compliment like that. "That's very kind of you, and I must admit I am somewhat attracted to your ultraviolet eyes. They are an especially alluring color, even with those sapphire hues. But tell me, do you expect to take my children away from me?" I chuckled, flattered by the comment.
"If I have to protect them from everyone else, including you, I will. I may be a cynical and hard-nosed woman, but I am not a cold-hearted and dastardly, vile bitch," Viola replied with a solemn expression. "That much is true, my darling. I will decide in time whether or not you are worthy to look after my children. It all depends on how well you are able to follow my instructions and how dependable you are; however, I do admire your dedication and determination to protecting the borders of the White House," I agreed heartily while I expressed my sentiments towards her and I notified her of the possibility of hiring her as my future children's nanny.
"That is very gracious of you to consider me as your children's main caretaker. I would be honored to look after your offspring," Viola smiled gratefully as her eyes twinkled with a lively spark. "There is one thing I do not understand though; how did you know I could possibly be pregnant?" I questioned her curiously. "There are ways to read a woman's heart and soul; I am an empathetic, so I am capable of delving deep into people's hearts and souls and sensing their emotions. I know your heart belongs with Chopsuey; I could tell with your eyes. And I know Chopsuey feels the same about you," Viola answered calmly and my eyes widened at the mention of Chopsuey.
"How do you know about Chopsuey and me?" I demanded angrily. "I know how much you love him, Lee. When a woman's heart is enraptured by someone she would give her whole world for that one person, even if that someone is an alien experiment," Viola added earnestly. "If I did not know better I say that you are somehow attracted to me one way or another," I suddenly scoffed and then Viola's eyes flared up in shock as I got off her and stood to my feet before peering down at her. Viola stood up as well and stared at me with a disbelieving and blank face as she struggled to comprehend what I said.
"How could you…?" "It did not occur to me at first that you might have feelings for me but now I see why. Who else would go out of his or her way to check up on me, hmm? I am very certain that you had been in love with me for quite some time and you didn't even realize it," I smiled sweetly as I announced my deductions before her. Viola glimpsed briefly at the shards of china that lay before her and then turned her focus back to me; then her face contorted into a contemptuous and indignant scowl with her fists clenched up tightly as she stalked towards me menacingly.
"You miserable fucking cunt of a whore! Why I outta punch and clobber you into a nasty pulp! I will bash up your pretty little face so severely you will be feeling throbs of pain in your chest all the way to next week!" "Ohhh, is that a threat now? You're threatening me, is that it? Are you letting your anger doing the talking, because you don't know if you're putting my children's lives in jeopardy," I egged her on tauntingly as she attempted to corner me into a wall and at the corner of my eye I saw her draw a switchblade out of her pocket and flick the blade into view with her thumb.
"Screw your children; we'll settle this once and for all, even if it means I have to cut your throat," she hissed viciously as I soon found myself backed to a wall and she was approaching me closer with the switchblade. I glanced towards the counter behind me and retrieved a huge butcher knife from the wooden holder before I aimed it right at her as I crouched down on my knees in a fighting stance. "Stay back, for I'm armed," I warned her with the blade of the knife glinting in the light. "Well I'm armed too, so that makes us even," Viola retorted in reply and I straightened up before gazing at her quizzically.
"You're not afraid of me, are you?" "I'm not afraid of anybody, least of you, 621, Ichy, 622, Sable or anyone else in this administration," Viola barked at me defiantly. I was impressed with her spunk and audacity and I lowered the knife down to my side before bidding her to do the same, which she reluctantly obliged. "So I see we're on equal terms. What are your demands?" I interrogated her briskly. "I demand to be treated with respect as you would like to be treated and I would also like for you to treat me like an equal," Viola stipulated her demands towards me and I laughed scornfully at this.
"What makes you think I'll do that? You have not even proven to me that you're worthy enough to be considered my equal at all. If you would stop antagonizing me incessantly then I would consider your offer. Even then I am not certain I can trust you," I scoffed disdainfully as I smirked at her derisively. "I'm worried about you myself; I don't even know if I can trust you either, since you are a deviously cunning woman and a treacherous one at that," Viola replied back with the same sentiment. I nodded silently as I put the knife away and the old woman sighed as she closed up her switchblade and slipped it back into her pocket. "By the way, how did you figure out that I was in love with you?" Viola asked me inquisitively. "By the way you were looking into my eyes and also by the way you were flirting with me," was my answer and Viola's face paled as a realization began to dawn on her.
"Have you ever been with another woman before?" she ventured nervously as her voice trembled at the mere mention of the topic. "Of course; I've been living with another woman for years in Canada after leaving Salem. Chelsea Van Buren was her name. She was a generous, kind and compassionate woman who was a great lover and a dear companion. Chelsea had a very rough and troubled past and understood what I was going through."
"Granted she was not perfect but I loved her all the same, even if we did get on each other's nerves once in a while. I came down here to Washington to get away from a federal robbery charge; I robbed a convenience store and somehow the clerk recognized me from one of those Wanted posters and called up the Canadian police; they were summoned to the store and I was forced to flee right home, say goodbye to Chelsea, and just take off from the country. I re-entered the United States and I drove through several states hoping to throw off the police until I was forced to hide in the forest and live off the land for a couple of months before I first ran into Mr. Sanders and some of the members left over from Mr. Banders' administration…"
"Wait, wait, wait; you DROVE all the way back to the United States from Canada?" Viola interrupted me for a minute as she raised a puzzled eyebrow over one little discrepancy. "Oh, I forgot to clarify one thing. I had to borrow my girlfriend's car so I took off with a 1994 gray Chevy Honda and once I arrived at a distinct swamp I drove it right into the murky, briny, brackish waters and I had to escape out of the sinking vehicle and swim to shore before I could continue on my journey and I raced with all my strength into the forest. Of course once I got into the forest I had to fight to survive on my own by gathering wild berries, nuts, other various types of fruits, eggs, and I even transformed into a cat creature several times to chase, hunt down and kill off numerous prey. By the time I was discovered by Mr. Sanders and his gang, I was sleeping by a hollow tree and I had not bathed for days, even though I had attempted to bathe myself in the swampy waters that only made me feel really dirty."
"Mr. Sanders had approached me on the spot where I had been sleeping and asked for my name; I introduced myself to him and then he told me that his name was Mr. Sandes Sanders and he was on his way to Washington, D.C. to drive the president out of the White House and reclaim his father's throne. I was incredulous about his claim at first because I found it hard to believe that Mr. Sanders was really the son of Mr. Banders and besides he looked so incredibly young, young enough to be my son as a matter of fact. He looked no older than in his 20s. When I rose to my feet and glanced around to see who was accompanying him, I saw Sable, Experiment 622, Rotarian, Yuglesia, Eries, Vince LaRocca, the Sorceress, Aunt Figg and her lawyer Lickboot, the Huntsman and the Huntsgirl crowding behind him; the others would arrive much, much later, including Ichy, Ripper Roo, Lorraine, Gantu, Dr. Hamsterwheel, and of course Chopsuey."
"Apparently Mr. Sanders saw something in me that he was greatly impressed with and I could sense that he was beginning to become enamored with me. He started to make inquiries about my past and I began to explain some of my past exploits back in Salem and in Canada and of how I ended up here. However I left out the part about my past association with Stefano DiMera back in France and how I used to run errands for him as well as engage in some illegal activities and the part where I carried on with Stefano and bore him a daughter named Renee. I was not sure if I should join Mr. Sanders and his gang at first but it was long before he persuaded and coaxed me to accompany him to Washington since my conniving and devious mind would be of great use there. I then reluctantly agreed to go with him, since I had to hide out from the police somewhere and so we traveled together to the White House to infiltrate the building and remove President Brush from the presidency."
"It turned out that as soon as Mr. Sanders brought me over to the White House, he had grand plans for me. He immediately hired me as one of his many enforcers/operators and also one of his many advisers as well as being an assassin. That is where I first met Kramer. For some reason he became Mr. Sanders' top adviser shortly after he took office even though he was a bumbling idiot."
"I will never forget the day I first met Kramer while he was standing in the hallway looking over some notes. As I walked past him he glanced up at me and stammered, 'O-O-Oh, I s-suppose y-you must be Lee Dumonde! I'm sorry to disturb your stroll, ma'am.' 'Not to worry, my darling. You must be Mr. Sanders' top adviser Kramer, who is very well a bumbling idiot,' I returned with a witty and somewhat mordant remark. 'Idiot? Who are you calling an idiot, you condescending bitch? I am amazed at how you have such nerve to call me that right in my face!' 'Well, darling Kramer, I am merely saying the truth. I have often heard Mr. Sanders scream and berate at you for your conspicuous blunders and those foolish things you say in front of him.'"
"'As a matter of fact, I recall you saying a comment regarding his father just the other day and he was yelling at you not to call him that; you two were discussing the state of Oxyi's pregnancy and Mr. Sanders' plans concerning her children,' I countered with another retort as I reminded him of a conversation he had with Mr. Sanders just a couple of days ago. 'Jesus, you're worse than Alexis Carrington, Sable's cousin! Why is it your business to go poking around the White House and eavesdrop on people's conversations only to divulge them to complete strangers?' Kramer retorted at me reproachfully and I only leered sweetly in response."
"'You mistake me, dear Kramer; I am nothing like Alexis. She thinks nothing of striking at people with her vicious, sharp tongue; as for me, I use my cunning and strength to achieve my goals. Yes I do use my tongue to gain an advantage towards people but I mainly use my brains to get what I want. So now if you excuse me I must be on my way,' I chuckled as I explained the difference between Alexis and I and I soon turned away from Kramer before I started heading out to the hallway."
"'Wait!' cried Kramer as I stopped in my tracks and pivoted around to peer at me curiously. 'Well, what is it, Kramer?' 'I just want to say that I do kind of like you and I think you are a very attractive and beautiful woman,' Kramer started as he continued to stammer. 'That's very nice of you to say, Kramer, considering that you called me a bitch,' I accepted the compliment graciously. 'Well you still are a bitch but for the most part you are a very engaging and lovely conversationalist and you speak very eloquently,' Kramer added. I then leaned over to his face and gave him a kiss on the cheek before I sauntered away from him with a sly grin on my face; Kramer just stood there with a dazed and besotted look on his face and he patiently watched as I disappeared into the hallway and continued on to my destination."
"It was not until later that I was informed that Kramer was having a slight crush on me and some of the other men were swooning over me as well, particularly Experiment 622. He was entranced by my beauty and sensuality and would often go out of his way to ask me out to dinner but I would refuse him. Finally he asked me for the hundredth time and I had no choice but to say yes. Dratecula took me out to one of the fanciest restaurants in the Potomac neighborhood and ordered me a fetticuno alfredo with tuna while he had some sirloin steak with Worchester sauce delivered straight from New York."
"It was by far one of the best dinners I've had in years and the service that we received was excellent. The waiter was courteous and professional and the food was well cooked and delicious; I managed to gobble down the fetticuno alfredo in just 45 minutes while Dratecula imbibed sips of red wine along with bites off his sirloin steak. Then as I started to drink sips of my own claret wine as well, Dratecula started to brag about how and Experiment 621 had managed to fend off most of the members of Team Legacy during one of their last desperate battles against the villains and how they even kidnapped some of those same members and held them hostage on the top floor of the White House, with Karen Walker, Lois Whitley's daughter, among them. I said nothing for much of the duration that Dratecula spoke because I could not think of anything to say but finally I recalled hiring a hit man to murder Julie so I could get Doug back and with that in mind I regaled the anecdote to him. As I proceeded to tell the tale to my date, Dratecula became more and more intrigued by what he was hearing and I could tell by the steady gaze in his eyes that he hung on to every word."
"Finally I finished the tale and I stopped for a moment to take another sip of wine as I felt myself becoming more tipsy and delirious by the minute; I was also becoming overwhelmed by incessant fit of giggles as I told one nonsensical joke after another to Dratecula, who was beginning to feel rather light-headed and queasy. Eventually in just over an hour, I was noticeably intoxicated and my vision was greatly disoriented as I struggled to figure out where I was. Dratecula took it as a sign that we must head back to the White House and as the waiter approached our table he handed over the money to him and paid him an extra tip for the outstanding service as a generous offer. The waiter accepted both gifts gratefully and then he moved in to clean out the table while Dratecula took me by the arm and hauled me out of the restaurant."
"Dratecula then pressed the unlocked button on the car key and the vehicle was activated, allowing him to open the passenger door and gently place me onto the seat and buckled me up. As soon as he closed the car door, he went over to the driver's side and opened the door before entering. Dratecula then slammed the door shut and locked it by pushing a button on the door before he inserted the keys into the slot; then once he turned the keys counterclockwise, the engine revved up to life and I was beginning to feel dizzy as I was drifting in and out of consciousness. 'Where are we going?' I mumbled under my breath. 'We're heading back to the White House,' was his answer as we drove out in the streets and took a left turn as we cruised back into the White House."
"It was pitch black by the time the car pulled into the reserved parking lot of the Capitol building. Dratecula stepped out of the car and trudged slowly to the passenger's side as he opened the door and carried me out of the vehicle as I was slumped over his left shoulder and was then hauled all the way back to the building. As we entered the premises and embarked through the hallways, I was beginning to feel queasy myself and was giggling hysterically as I started to vomit all over the hallways. I was getting sicker and sicker and I was soon throwing up all over the floor as Dratecula rushed me over to the bed and laid me there. I bent over the bed and proceeded to vomit once again as I clutched my head and groaned in pain."
"'Stay right there, Lee; I'll go call for help,' Dratecula informed me as he grabbed for a phone and dialed 911. 'Hello, 911 operator; what is your emergency?' 'I need an ambulance right this instant. I have a woman in her late 30s-early 40s who is vomiting relentlessly on the floor and I believe she may be losing consciousness,' Dratecula informed the 911 operator as he glanced briefly at me and I found myself stumbling slightly on the bed as I struggled to determine where I was. 'Dratecula I don't feel so good; I feel completely sick to my stomach,' I moaned pitifully as I felt a wave of nausea overwhelm me again. 'Okay, can you tell me what her name is and explain the circumstances that had led to her sudden illness?' the 911 operator interrogated Dratecula calmly. 'Well, you see, I took her out to a fancy restaurant earlier tonight and we had a nice dinner together.'"
"'We were sitting there talking, chatting and joking throughout the entire meal and I guess at some point Lee had too much to drink and I decided it was time to take her home. But now I see how sick she really is and I did not think she was going to get this bad,' Dratecula rambled on nervously as he kept his wary eye on me and he soon noticed that I had stopped vomiting for the moment but my normally dark chocolate skin was quickly turning into a pale yellow hue, and the young vampire-like experiment was terrified. 'So I assume that Lee is the person who has fallen gravely ill? What is her last name?' 'Dumonde. Lee Dumonde, and she is located inside the White House on the fifth floor in room 219,' Dratecula replied with a hoarse voice and finally he could not take it anymore and threw the phone down as he dashed over to the bed and climbed over my body before peering into my stricken face. 'Hang on, Lee; the ambulance is coming. Just stay with me,' Dratecula whispered gently as he caressed my face with his hand and I smiled weakly."
"'Do me a favor, Dratecula. Please suck some of the blood alcohol out of my throat,' I implored him earnestly and he balked at the request. 'Are you crazy, Lee? I cannot make you sicker than you already are! What makes you think that I would…?' Dratecula protested until I cupped my hands into his face and silenced him by giving him a tender kiss in the lips. He relished the kiss for a moment as he kissed deeper into my mouth and I cradled him gently in my arms and stroked his head fondly. Finally he broke away from the kiss and smiled at me. 'You're such a good kisser,' he commented."
"'I know,' I smirked as I leaned into his neck and nipped him lightly, prompting a low growl. He then leaned onto my neck and sunk his fangs gently into my throat. I gasped suddenly as I felt a twitch of pain on my skin and I tilted my head back up slowly while inhaling so I would not feel the pain so much. Dratecula then started to drink streams of blood from my throat as he absorbed the alcohol into his body and I could feel his rough, wet tongue tickling my skin. I waited 5-10 minutes for him to finish drinking my blood and finally he drew his fangs from my neck and licked my bitten throat gently to stall the bleeding."
"'That was very kind of you to treat me,' I expressed my thanks graciously. 'It was no trouble at all, Lee; look, some of your complexion is starting to return to its normal color,' Dratecula accepted my gratitude kindly and he handed me a mirror so I could observe myself. I stared into the mirror and I could see some of the sickly yellow glow begin to fade away and revert back to its regular chocolate brown tone. I was pleased with his work. 'You really have a knack for treating blood borne related illnesses. You should consider becoming a doctor someday, 622,' I remarked thoughtfully to Dratecula as I adjusted my ribbon and I continued to admire myself in the mirror."
"'Yeah, well, first of all I'm still under Mr. Sanders' control and second of all Sable would not let me out of her sight. I'm practically her pet and besides she was the one who found me and activated me in the first place,' I sighed lamentably as I shook my head discouragingly. 'Well she must be very fond of you. If she will not allow you out of her sight, how did you manage to work up the courage to ask me out and evade her scrutiny?' I chortled lightly as I made a curious inquiry of him. 'Well, today kind of happens to be Sable's night off, so she decided to sleep in early. I decided right then and there I should go out on a night in town and I figured I should spend the night with you. Now I don't regret spending a single moment with you tonight because you are one of the loveliest women I have ever met,' Dratecula explained as he blushed shyly."
"I laughed softly as I handed the mirror back to him and soon enough the wails of the ambulance were heard ringing in the air. 'Uh oh, time for you to be heading to the hospital,' Dratecula chimed in and just then Sable barged through the door and stormed towards the experiment in a haughty and indignant manner as she grabbed him by the neck and rattled him fiercely. 'What is the meaning of this? Did you call up the ambulance to this building?' Sable demanded Dratecula in a shrill, angry, infuriated voice with her British accent emphasizing every word she spoke as she continued to shake and throttle him in a fit of passion and I could hear him begin to choke."
"Just then the paramedics showed up and converged onto the bed and had me lie down on my back so they could hook me up to an IV and have me hydrated. I obliged them and soon enough they stuck a needle in my right arm and inserted a rubble tubing in it and I was hooked up to an IV drip and a monitor; then in a matter of minutes I was carefully being placed on a stretcher by a group of five men and it was not long before I was transported out of the room and carried out of the White House into the waiting ambulance. Sable continued to rattle and shake Dratecula wildly and finally she hurtled him across the room with brute strength and he slammed right into the window face first and tumbled onto the floor unconscious."
"Sable's irate and incensed expression was further accentuated on her countenance as the red flashes continued to flicker and blink in the dark and gloomy atmosphere and she stalked slowly and threateningly towards the experiment before addressing him. 'You have deliberately disobeyed me, 622. You have gone against my orders and went out with one of Mr. Sanders' cheap, tawdry sluts without my prior permission and called an ambulance on us when she could not handle her drink. I am bitterly disgusted and disappointed with you. If it were in my power I would deactivate you right now but I know Mr. Sanders would forbid it.'"
"'So here's what I'm going to do. I'm going to take you to the interrogation room in handcuffs and I'm going to lock you up in there until you learn your lesson. You will be confined in the experiment container until Mr. Sanders permits me to let you out. But for now you will be detained in solitary confinement until you learn your lesson about embarrassing the entire administration with this bullshit!' She then picked up Dratecula and carried him out of the room like a sleeping dog and handed him over to a couple of raptor-like alien guards. 'I want you to isolate Experiment 622 in solitary confinement and keep him out of my sight,' Sable hissed in a vindictive tone as she offered a pair of handcuffs to the guards and one of them clamped them down on Dratecula's furry little hands; then Sable dismissed them with a wave of her hand and the guards departed from the room with Dratecula in their hands."
"Once they arrived at the interrogation room, one of the guards brandished out a pair of keys and inserted them into the lock and turned it to activate the door; the door was then opened and the raptor guards entered the room. One of them took out an experiment container and opened the lid with his hands while his partner plopped down the still body of Experiment 622 into the container and eventually the latter closed it and sealed the lid tightly. The former guard then placed the container on the center of the table that mainly inhabited the room aside from two steel chairs facing opposite directions vertically rather than horizontally so that the light could shine brightly on his face as he slept. 'Okay, partner, let's hit the road. It looks like 622 would not be awake for another couple of hours,' one of the raptor guards informed his partner and he nodded in agreement before the two of them scuttled out of the room and slammed the metallic door shut and locked it. And there Dratecula lay into the late hours of the night as he slept peacefully in the silent air of the night as "In The Air Tonight" began to play over the loudspeakers."
"And as I lay in the ambulance with the scant, small rays of light streaming out from street lights that passed me by and were shining on my face, my thoughts quickly turned to 622 and I began to wonder to myself how he was doing and if Sable had brutally beaten him for daring to accompany me out on a date on his own free will. I was too bewildered, frazzled and exhausted to even think but I smiled proudly to myself knowing that even if Mr. Sanders forbade me from going out with Dratecula ever again out of pure spite and jealousy, I will always cherish the time we have spent together this night and I will always be grateful for his gesture of friendship and kindness and also for possibly saving my life. And with that I closed my eyes and I waited as I gradually drifted off to sleep and it was not long before I was snoring on the bed as the ambulance drove me over to the Washington, D.C. Clinical Hospital for treatment."
"I stayed in the hospital for approximately a week to recover from a horrible hangover and to regain my fluids so I could be strong enough to return to the White House. However, as it turned out, upon my return to the Capitol building, I was forbidden from seeing Experiment 622 ever again and what's more is that both Mr. Sanders and Sable kept us on tighter leases as they watched us more closely. Mr. Sanders have never felt so infuriated in his entire life. He called me a cheap floozy who did not care who I was going out with just as long as I got my pay and since I stayed in the hospital for a week, he demanded that I have sex with him for five nights to make up for time lost. Mr. Sanders also threatened to castrate Experiment 622 if it was discovered that I was carrying his offspring, but of course we never did anything, aside from a drunken kiss, a little necking here and there and also the fact that he sucked blood out of my throat. And that was where my disdain and bitter hatred for Mr. Sanders began to emerge."
"As for Dratecula, he was deeply upset with Sable for doing what she did to him and for a while he refused to even speak to her. And even though we were forbidden from seeing one another, we decided it was better to be just friends and now we see each other whenever possible." Viola then glanced at her watch and was astounded at how much time had passed.
"Oh, well would you look at the time! I think I should go and prepare a sandwich, preferably peanut butter and jelly," she remarked wistfully as she went over to the counter to go get a snack. "I have to go see if Chopsuey's still taking a shower in the bathroom," I retorted as I turned around to leave. "Wait, you still have to eat something. You're going to have to eat a lot of food if you want your babies to survive and grow," Viola advised me candidly as I started to approach the door.
"Do not worry about me, my darling Viola. I know exactly what I am doing as I am old enough to know how to take care of my own body. Once I go find Chopsuey I'll come right back down and eat with you if you want," I reassured her calmly as I glanced over my shoulder while offering to eat lunch with her. "You would do that for me? You are too kind, my lady," Viola gasped in surprise as she grinned happily while taking out two slices of bread from a bag she had taken out of the refrigerator and putting them on the toaster before pushing down the lever and watching them disappear into the machine.
"Well, I'll be seeing you around, Viola. I will go check up on Chopsuey in the meantime," I sighed as I strolled out the door and left the kitchen while Viola leaned against the counter waiting for the slices of toast to pop out so she could make her sandwich. I then got to our suite and unlocked the door before opening it and entering the room. I found myself at the bedroom that Chopsuey and I currently share and I could hear the sibilance of water pouring down the faucet as I saw steam billow out through the door.
I don't know how long he had been in the shower but it was time he got out. I then went to the door and rapped sharply on it to let Chopsuey know that I have returned. "Chopsuey? Get out of that damn shower right now!" I yelled as I heard a gasp coming from the bathroom. "Oh, shit! I'm sorry, Lee. I was waiting for you to come back for such a long time and I must have dozed off," Chopsuey quickly apologized as I heard him shut off the faucet and step out of the shower as he swiftly approached the door in little footsteps. Finally I saw the door swing open and I discovered Chopsuey completely soaked to the bone with his fur frizzled, drenched, and soggy wet as his damp Mohawk hung loosely on his back.
"Just look at you! Are you crazy? You could have gotten pneumonia which would have made you severely ill!" I scolded him angrily as I barged into the bathroom and retrieved one of the towels from the hook behind the door and I trotted back to 621 and knelt down beside him before I proceeded to rub him dry thoroughly as I smoothed down his soft fur all over his body. Chopsuey was squirming slightly and he was shaking as he struggled to get away from me. "Come on, Chopsuey. Hold still! Don't you trust me?" I pleaded earnestly as I struggled with him to dry off his fur, which must have made him very uncomfortable; I suppose that no one has ever dried him off personally before.
Chopsuey then glanced up to peer at my face innocently as he saw a melancholic and forlorn expression on my face and in response he licked my face tenderly as a gesture of reassurance and rubbed his head on my chest lovingly with a soft growl; it was not long before he started to relax as I patted down his back gently and massaged his neck with the towel before I moved on to his Mohawk where I began to tousle and rub it wildly so it could be completely dry.
But then Dratecula burst into the room and started to laugh derisively at Chopsuey as he watched me clean him up. "Well, well, well, why it isn't Experiment 621 and his little pervasive whore," he smirked smugly as he glared at the two of us. "Take that back, Dratecula! You do not dare call me that, you hear me?!" I shrieked at him indignantly as I reproved him. But Experiment 622 just chortled heartily and focused his attention to Chopsuey. "Well, 621, it appears you finally made your conquest. You have found a girl who loves you for who you are and is willing to put up with your psychotic tendencies," he grinned mischievously as he gazed narrowly at his rival, partner and of course adopted brother.
Chopsuey just snarled at him irascibly as his hands curled up into little fists and his spikes sprouted out from his back in preparation for a potential confrontation with his fellow experiment. "Oh, 621, did I ever tell you that I used to go out with Lee some time before you came along? I asked her time and time again to go out with me to dinner but she had consistently refused. I persisted with the offer until she finally relented and when we went out to one of the fanciest restaurants in town, we had a grand time."
"It was one of the best dates I've ever had and even though Lee fell severely ill after having one too many to drink, I still saved her life by removing some of the blood alcohol from her bloodstream. I have some great tolerance to alcohol, although I got a little sick myself," Dratecula informed Chopsuey casually and coolly as he watched his face turn into a deadly shade of black and his eyes began to glow a malignant dark crimson hue, a clear sign of his simmering and boiling rage; as his fists continued to clench even tighter, his body tensed up with tremors vibrating through his body and he bent slightly forward as his eyes began to glow maliciously and viciously.
"You fucking bastard! I'll get you for this!" Chopsuey roared as he broke away from my arms and lunged at Dratecula with murder on his mind. Dratecula yelped in terror as he tackled him on the floor and began to batter and clobber him on the head with his fists. "I'll kill you, you damn motherfucker!" the young light green experiment cried out at the top of his lungs as he continued to vent and lash out his blind rage at his younger adopted sibling. "Chopsuey! Stop it! Stop hitting him!" I screamed as I rushed out to break up the fight and I pried a writhing and wriggling Chopsuey from his opponent as I held him back by the arms and used my strength to prevent him from breaking free and charging back to buffet and belabor his foe once more.
Chopsuey then stopped struggling against me and glanced over his shoulder to peer at me with a stricken expression. "Why didn't you tell me that you went out with Dratecula once?" he interrogated me in a demanding voice. "It didn't occur to me to tell you, that's why. It was a date that nearly ended in disaster but it still resulted in embarrassing outcomes for us. Sable savagely beat Dratecula nearly to death for summoning an ambulance to the White House and thus saving my life and had him locked up in the interrogation room for a time; I had to spend a week in the hospital because of the excessive alcohol intake resulting in severe dehydration plus the horrendous hangover I have to endure."
"And when I got back I was forbidden to go out with Dratecula ever again and to make matters worse Mr. Sanders forced me to undergo five nights of sexual intercourse with him," I explained to him openly and candidly about the night that Dratecula took me out on a date and of how it nearly went downhill for us. Chopsuey then pivoted away from me and directly confronted Dratecula. "Are you sure you never touched her?" he sneered at him contemptuously. "I swear we never did anything, honest to God. I mean, she kind of came on to me with that drunken kiss and all and she was necking me too, but that was it. We never did anything beyond that."
"I swear if I didn't know any better, she must have slept with a hundred men because she seemed to be so at ease with me even though I was an experiment. It didn't faze her that I was not human at all and if I had not been so worried about her physical health I would have fucked her too. Hell, I would have screwed her the moment I first started kissing her and if I had my way I would be the father of her offspring instead of you." "Shut up!" Chopsuey hissed as he growled at him hostilely.
"You're a failure, 621, just like Jumba thought you were. I cannot believe that you have gone this far at this point in time, especially since you have been deactivated after your miserable defeat from 626 back in Turo. You really shouldn't be so possessive of Lee over this incident, especially since you have not even been activated when we first arrived in the White House. As a matter of fact, you have been inactive ever since the two of us have failed to repossess the White House from the good guys even after we had kidnapped some of the Team Legacy members and held them for ransom. And here Dr. Hamsterveil thought you were going to be of really great use, considering your high intellect and your deviously cunning resourcefulness. But you have proven to him that you are just another one of Jumba's greatest failures and therefore a pathetically weak specimen."
"That is not true!" I exclaimed as I faced Dratecula directly. "Chopsuey is much stronger than you think he is and even if you think he is one of Jumba's inferior experiments I know that when given a chance he could really be powerful. He has so much potential but the problem with everyone is that no one is willing to give him a chance!" Dratecula then scratched his chin thoughtfully as he peered at me with his glistening dark marble eyes and raised his right eyebrow at me.
"Well, I suppose it is true that might be one of his major beefs with the majority of the population with everyone but I am just as strong as he is, if not more powerful. I can match him in a fight if I want to, even if I do share some of his DNA," he replied wistfully as he addressed Chopsuey and me.
"But I thought you two are brothers by adoption?" I inquired him quizzically. "Well, that's only a technicality, since Dr. Hamsterveil kind of took him in after I was created. But since we share 60% of the same DNA together, we could be considered biological brothers in a way. But I still consider him my adopted brother," Dratecula attempted to clarify that point to me as he tried to explain the complex relationship between him and Chopsuey, which I thought interesting.
"60% huh? What about the other percentages?" "Well I have 10% of 202's DNA, hence my vampire bat like appearance, and also 90% of 627's and 626's DNA," was Dratecula's answer before he stormed off and prepared to leave the room. "Wait! Where are you going?" I demanded sternly. "I'm going to meet Sable in the interrogation room to check up on those designing women from Georgia and question them about their plans. Apparently they had attempted to steal the inactivated Experiment 0800 from Miss Amelia's office and had failed, thanks to the endeavors of Michelle and her henchmen," was Dratecula's crisp and abrupt answer as he whisked out of the room and was soon gone.
Chopsuey and I exchanged bemused glances for a few moments and that was when I recalled something. "Chopsuey, have you heard of three experiment pods that were originally in the possession of a Dr. Laverne Hortense Clemenceau?" I whispered in his ear as I cast a furtive glance around the room. "Yeah, why?" Chopsuey scoffed indifferently. "I was thinking maybe we could steal them, along with three pods from Mrs. Russia. If we could get all 6 of those pods, we could use them to our advantage, provided we choose the right experiments," I ejaculated to Chopsuey as I continued with my plan.
Chopsuey was silent for a moment as he relished a moment to ponder and search through his memory bank and that was when I detected a glimmer of light in his eyes. "I looked through Jumba's files the other day and it appears that he used to work with a Welsh scientist named Dr. Laverne Hortense Clemenceau. She was an extremely brilliant woman as I now recall and reveled in the fact that I was just as intelligent as she was and would test and educate me on various subjects as well as play a few games of chess with me. However, she was so wrapped up on disciplining 626 that eventually I began to feel abandoned and the fact that Jumba paid no mind to me exacerbated this feeling even further. And now I barely remember her anymore. To me she is nothing more than a stranger," he confessed openly to me as he described his relationship with his co-creator, who he wanted love and attention from more than anything else.
At least she was kind and generous enough to spend some time with him, and I'm pretty sure for a while his heart was swelling with pride and joy. "So she was your mother as well as 626's?" I replied back to Chopsuey and he could only nod silently. I draped an arm around his shoulder before pulling him close and hugged him lovingly in a half-embrace. "I know why you barely remember her at all. You were blocking your memories of her because the traumatic experiences you faced with Jumba were too painful and agonizing for you to process."
"You felt so hurt by how Jumba treated you that you decided to suppress the memories of Dr. Clemenceau in order to avoid experiencing the pain and sorrow in your mind over and over again." Chopsuey was amazed and astonished by my words and glanced up at me with a solemn expression as I peered down at him with a soft gaze and stroked his Mohawk tenderly. "And to think that she was my own mother, the only person who paid any attention to me at all. She was the one person who truly loved me and was the first woman I have ever come to know and love – until you came along," he remarked wistfully as I continued to stroke his Mohawk fondly and then he leaned his head on my chest and huddled close to me as I cradled him in my arms.
"She was nothing like Jumba; she was not neglectful, ignorant, incompetent, or even cruel. She was the most compassionate, merciful, sentimental, strong-willed, intelligent woman I have ever met and she treated me as if I was her own son and she even told me at one point that I was one of her favorite experiments. Granted she was very cantankerous, petulant, irascible and was just as stubborn and hardheaded as Jumba but she was the total opposite of him, even if they do share some qualities. Dr. Clemenceau even had some strong feelings for Jumba and was deeply and madly in love with him for many years, and I even noticed it in some of her interactions with him; however, her love for him remained unrequited."
"We could have been a really happy family, the four of us. But Jumba never acknowledged Dr. Clemenceau's feelings for him nor did he give me the attention that I deserved. He was the one who preferred 626 over me and held him high on the pedestal. 626 was mainly commissioned to collect samples of DNA to use to create experiments from the 700 series. Heh, I wonder how that came about."
After he had said this, I then noticed that his eyes drifted away from me as he turned his head around and stared out into the window with a distant look in his eyes for a few minutes. I began to wonder at that moment what he was thinking about and I waited patiently as I watched my lover sit still in meditation; it was not long before I heard him say one word. "Beach," he uttered and he slinked off my lap and trudged over to the window and stood in front of it as he looked out into the quiet and calm streets illuminated by the late morning sun. "What on earth are you talking about?" I scoffed as I walked over to the window and gazed out into the streets with him. "Maybe we could go to the beach together," Chopsuey suggested meekly as he turned to meet my gaze and smiled.
I gawked at him as I peered at him in surprise. "You want me to go with you to the beach? Is that what you want?" I asked him quizzically. Chopsuey then nodded and he proceeded to reach into his pocket and took out a small object that was clutched in his right hand. When he opened it, a 40-carat ruby ring lay sitting on the palm of his furry hand and was glistening in the fading morning light. I gasped in shock as I stumbled backward in disbelief and I gazed at him stupefied for a moment as I struggled to comprehend what was happening.
"I've been waiting to give this to someone for a long time actually, ever since I came down here to Earth and I noticed several couples buying each other engagement rings," Chopsuey began to explain as he noted my stunned and disbelieving expression before he continued. "I bought this ring at a local Jared's store for $200 apiece; I started accumulating much of my salary from working an odd variety of jobs in the months before the final battle against the good guys but then I resorted to pick-pocketing and stealing from rich old farts and wealthy businessmen. I worked as a gas station worker, car washer, cash register clerk, janitor at a local high school, custodian, cattle ranch hand, sheep herder, and I even had a brief stint as a bounty hunter. I worked wherever I could during my spare time whenever Mr. Banders had no use for me and I really thought I was not going to earn enough money to buy anything anyway. But I'm glad I got you this ring; I just wish that Jumba had the guts to even propose to Dr. Clemenceau to marry him."
He then held the ring in his hand and slipped it on my left third finger as I examined the ring for a minute while admiring its beauty. "Thank you, Chopsuey. This is so lovely; it's really thoughtful of you, even if you did steal some money in order to obtain it," I expressed my thanks graciously as I glanced back at him with a leer and he had a shocked expression on his face. He must have thought I have no qualms for stealing! "And I got something for you too," I added as I brandished out a crimson collar with an inscription written on a golden dog tag and I handed it over to Chopsuey.
Chopsuey then analyzed the collar for a moment and held up the dog tag in the light to read the inscription; on the front it read in bold letters, "Chopsuey." And when he turned it around with his claws delicately, the back part read, "Experiment 621." The dog tag was also shaped like a demonic tiki and had malicious, fearsome eyes with a devilish, sinister grin. He marveled at the complex and detailed craftsmanship that was put into this antique piece as well as the dull luster and the rough and golden texture that was inherent in it. "Thank you, Lee," Chopsuey replied softly before he placed it around his neck and walked over to me and hugged me. I embraced him back and I cuddled him close to me as he wrapped his arms snugly around my neck and it was not long before he tenderly licked me in the lips.
"Come to the beach with me," he offered pleadingly. "Is it a date?" I inquired him with my right eyebrow raised suggestively. Chopsuey then nodded and he kissed me again. "Let's capture some experiments from Miss Amelia. Let's go retrieve your three half-siblings as well as three of Mrs. Russia's experiments," I suggested placidly.
"Now you're serious about this idea?" Chopsuey importuned me inquisitively. "Well you were the one who suggested it to me in the first place, so don't pretend that you are not culpable in this," I reminded him pointedly while rolling my eyes.
"What do we suggest we do?" Chopsuey inquired me curiously. "Why don't we recruit Dratecula into our mission? Perhaps he can help us. And maybe I could transform into my cat creature form and help us sneak into the room so we could retrieve the experiment pods," I offered a suggestion to my alien partner. "I could use my weapons to bust in there ourselves and you can serve as a lookout in your cat creature form while I gain access to the experiment containment machine," Chopsuey added another recommendation. I sighed exasperatedly as I glowered at him. "Do I look like chopped liver to you?"
"I was only making a suggestion Lee; I'm trying to figure out what we have to do," I snapped at her just as irritably. "Well then think of something, and something quick, because I am not about to let this opportunity pass me by," I urged him in a demanding tone as I leaned on my hand and tapped my fingers on the windowsill impatiently as I waited for him to make another suggestion. During this interlude I added, "I'm not about to expose myself in front of the doorway while you're in the room scavenging for stray experiment pods because that would reveal our presence before Miss Amelia, and we don't know if she's even in that room. So I'll just hide behind the door frame and peek my head out from time to time." "Yes, that's very prudent, but what if we get caught…?" I replied as my voice trailed off and I was lost in thought trying to figure out what to do.
"Where do you keep your weapons, Chopsuey?" I asked him suddenly and his drooping head perked up from the window as he glanced back at me and before I could ask him again he bolted towards the door and whisked out of the room for a few moments. I sat alone on the windowsill and waited silently for him to come back when Viola suddenly walked into the room carrying a tray of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and noticed me sitting there by myself. "Lee! What on Earth are you doing sitting on that windowsill all by yourself? Aren't you supposed to eat something or what? Or were you just dillydallying with 621?" she hollered at me as she shuffled over to my side and sat down next to me. "Why do you care? It is none of your beeswax what 621 and I are doing anyway!" I scoffed snidely as I turned away from her. But Viola would not be deterred by my rebuffing of her and pushed the silver tray onto my lap.
"Eat," she uttered with a crisp and dry voice as she helped herself to one of the sandwiches and bit into the white bread as she proceeded to tuck into her lunch. I just stared at her and watched her eat as she munched and nibbled on her food with that same staunched and stoic look she wore just about daily; finally I decided to break the silence. "Why are you being so nice to me, especially since you hate me?" I inquired her quizzically. "You know the reason why, Lee. Don't be stupid," Viola snorted indifferently as she continued to eat in silence. I nodded understandingly and grabbed one of the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches before I started to bite into it and I was eating alongside the old woman.
"It was nice of you to bring lunch to me," I complimented Viola softly as I continued to eat my sandwich. "It was no trouble at all. I figured you needed to eat something since you could be pregnant," Viola answered with a struggle as she took another bite of the sandwich. "What do you plan to do with me, Viola?" I ventured closely in a suggestive singsong voice as I was finishing up my first sandwich. "What?" Viola nearly choked as she put down her food and swallowed up what little morsel she had left in her mouth. "It is obvious that you admitted that you have fallen for me so there must be something you would like to do with me. I won't bite; you don't have to be afraid of me," I mused as I purred sweetly towards her.
"Why am I afraid of you?" Viola broke out into laughing as she continued to bite into her sandwich. "There is nothing to be ashamed of, Viola. You're here with me and that's all it matters," I reassured her calmly as I placed my hand on her shoulder and gazed intently at her. "Oh, that is so rich!" Viola chortled sardonically as she put her sandwich down on the tray and started to giggle. Then she narrowed her stark ultraviolet/blue eyes at me menacingly and peered at me before she spoke.
"Now what were you and 621 plotting?" she inquired me in a demanding voice. "What are you talking about? We're not plotting anything!" I shot back defensively. "Well that does not seem convincing to me especially since I saw 621 bolt into his room to retrieve his weaponry. I know when that experiment goes into his dorm room to retrieve any gadget or tool of his he must be plotting something and you happen to be in it as well," Viola retorted back in as a matter of fact tone. "You do not dare implicate me in 621's dealings! I have nothing to do with anything he has in mind!" I insisted stubbornly as I pushed the tray aside on the windowsill and stood up quickly while confronting her directly. Viola did the same and as we faced each other I could see a trace of spark flicker in her cold, solemn, angry eyes and she glared at me boldly before speaking again.
"Now don't you dare lie to me, Lee. I know that you love Chopsuey too much to refuse to join him on a mission to steal some experiment pods from Miss Amelia just so you can activate some more monsters and use them to overthrow Mr. Sanders," she ejaculated candidly. "Oh really, Viola? Since when you are on Mr. Sanders' side? I thought you hated him with passion," I scoffed as I challenged her brazenly and audaciously.
"I do hate him! He is a philandering, womanizing, psychopathic pig who goes on drunken rages and likes to play with scores of women as if they were toys. He's worse than his own father as far as I'm concerned," Viola argued stubbornly. "Well then why don't you join us in our little mission? You could try to help us since you're a crafty and shrewd woman. We might be able to find Dratecula and ask him to lend some assistance as well," I added as I recommended an offer to her and Viola rubbed the back of her head as she glanced around hesitantly.
"I-I don't know; I do not think it's really worth it to lose my job over this incident. It's the only thing that keeps me going and helps me pay the bills for a living. If I were to be dismissed from Mr. Sanders' service, I would have nowhere else to go and I would have to support myself on welfare in order to get by. I also think what you are doing is reprehensible and outrageous and one of the reasons you are doing this is so you can control your own greed and thirst for revenge," Viola stammered as she explicated her reasons to me and she averted her gaze from me as she addressed me.
"Well if that so happens Chopsuey and I can come and support you. I could hire you as my personal servant and you can wait on us by hand while maintaining our lovely abode and caring for our children," I suggested calmly as I offered to provide a job for her. "Well, that's very kind of you, Lee; I really don't quite know what to say," Viola stuttered bashfully. "Well what have you got to lose anyway? Do you really have any legitimate reason to remain faithful to Mr. Sanders when clearly you do not favor him much? Hmm? Or are you afraid you will ultimately lose yourself to the corruption that is rampant in this building?" I raised my eyebrows suggestively as I peered inquisitively at her and I did an akimbo stance as my hands placed themselves on their hips. "You think you know everything, do you Lee?" Viola sniffed as she grabbed the sandwich she had been eating and continued to eat it. "Oh shut up," I scoffed as I also grabbed my sandwich and resumed my lunch.
We remained silent for a few moments before we managed to swallow the last few morsels of our food. "So are you coming with us or not?" I inquired her. "Why should I care? You two are the ones that are going to get yourselves in trouble," Viola snorted as she continued eating. "Why does this little mission bother you so much? If you were so against incurring Mr. Sanders' wrath if he were to discover that you helped us retrieve some experiment pods, you would have walked out of here a long time ago," I retorted irritably. "I need to eat and so do you. Don't make me say it again," Viola replied with a rather snappish and petulant tone.
I then sniffed in response and soon was almost done with my first sandwich. As soon as I had finished up my sandwich, I then pulled down my robe and exposed myself in front of Viola, and the old woman stumbled backwards as she moved away from me with a stunned and dazed expression. "Now usually I would not resort to these kinds of measures but I'm begging you to help me. I need all the help I can get and right now you're one of the only people I can trust. If I cannot at least persuade you by seduction, at least consider my offer," I beseeched her earnestly as I covered myself up and peered at her with sad puppy dog eyes. Viola was clearly shaken and perturbed by my bizarre move of persuasion and seduction and didn't dare move an inch as she just gawked at me in stunned silence. "So you do have feelings for me," she gasped as she nearly slumped to the floor in surprise and reached out to the window to catch herself before she tumbled onto the floor.
"So are you coming or not?" I inquired her once more as Viola gradually snapped out of her shock and gazed at me with a thin frown. "What choice do I have anyway? I'll be a hypocrite if I were to turn you down, so I'll go with you all right, but to only keep you two or three, if Dratecula is coming at all, out of trouble," she sighed reluctantly as she admonished me that she will keep a strict watch over me, Chopsuey and perhaps Dratecula on our little trek to Miss Amelia's office. Then her expression quickly melted into a soft smile and she placed her hand onto mine before squeezing it. My hand curled around her rough, gnarled hand at the mere touch and we glanced up at one another before staring at each other's eyes. "Let's face it, Lee. How could I possibly hate you when I know that I'm madly in love with you?"
"Sure there may have been some things you may have done in the past that I don't approve of and I also don't approve of your promiscuous and sleazy ways either but the heart of the matter is that I still love you with all my being and soul and if you want me to go with you so badly then I will go with you; wherever you go, I will follow and whatever you do I'll try my best to be as supportive and loving as possible." "So you do love me," I concluded decisively as Viola nodded slightly with her head before she spoke again with her crisp, husky, throaty voice.
"It's not easy to love a person such as yourself but that is the truth. I would hate for anything bad to happen to any of us, including you, me and I guess perhaps to some extent that Chopsuey monster," Viola replied softly as I nodded while listening. "I think it's pretty obvious that we are attracted to each other," I quipped with a mused smile. "I suppose so," answered Viola as she suddenly broke out into laughter and before I knew it I was joining in with her.
But then the two of us stopped laughing as I inched closer to her and leaned towards her face. "Would you like me to kiss you?" I asked her gently. "I don't know, Lee; I would hate to impose…" Viola started to say but then I shushed her as I leaned even closer to her and that was when I kissed her right in the lips. Viola closed her eyes the moment our lips pressed together and I wrapped my arms around her neck as I continued to kiss her deeply with my eyes closed.
But then I opened them again as I noticed a grappling hook hurtling towards us at the corner of my eye and I pushed Viola away as I leaned backwards just in time for the gadget to sail right through us and crash into the window, sending tiny shards of glass flying on the concrete windowsill. I then turned around to see Chopsuey standing in front of the doorway with his weapons in hand: his Big Gun, his Ice Gun, his Grappling Hook gun, and even a jetpack right on his back.
I then watched him reel in the grappling hook slowly as it slipped out of the window and slid onto the floor as it crawled ever so slowly back to him; as soon as the grappling hook was retracted back into his gun, he looked up and glared at the two of us and I could tell that there was a nasty scowl on his furry face. I also noted that he was wearing a black alien suit, which suited him just fine, and his four arms were carrying all of the weapons he was able to bring back from Turo. I knew immediately that I have been caught cheating on him with Viola and now I was going to have to pay for it.
"You miserable bitch!" he snarled as he stormed towards me in a menacingly stride and before I could comprehend what was happening he raised his paw right at me and smacked me across the face, generating an ugly, long scratch mark that ran down the right side of my face, like an ugly scar. Then he approached Viola and gave her an even harder slap in the face and I winced as Viola cried out in pain and was breaking down into little sobs. "Yeah, that's right, you better run, you miserable, ugly, tempestuous whore!" Chopsuey sneered snidely as Viola jumped off the windowsill and stared at him with a horrified, stricken face. "You horrible little monster! I cannot believe you would treat me like this!" she shrieked at him angrily. "I can do whatever I want and however as I please, especially since I caught you making out with my girl!" Chopsuey shot back as he narrowed his eyes in a fierce, vicious glare, unlike anything I have ever seen before.
I could only stare at them with widened, mortified eyes and I saw that Viola was on the brink of tears as she shivered and trembled before my new beau. Chopsuey then grabbed Viola by the scruff of her blouse and held her close to him as he tightened his grip on her delicate little blouse and gazed at her straight in the eye. "Now, listen up bitch. I don't want you running around with my girlfriend because if I ever catch you making out with Lee again I will make sure to break your neck. Is that clear?" he threatened in a deep, rumbling, demanding snarl as he shoved her aside and she tumbled onto the floor and lay flat on her back before he approached her once more and slapped her across the face with a snarl; he then brandished out his ice gun from his suit and shot out a steady stream of ice that soon trapped her in a solid block of ice and made her frozen stiff. It was not long before I realized that now it was up to me to make sure that I was able to put some sense into Chopsuey's revenge-crazed mind. "Chopsuey, leave her alone!" I yelled as my alien partner swiveled around to meet me and aimed the gun right at me along with a taser gun, a plasma gun and a flamethrower all in just four arms.
I was terrified for my life and as I stared right into the fierce, angry glow in his black marble eyes, I froze right where I stood and my hair stood up on its ends as my muscles tensed up into little knots and I forced myself to not move an inch. I then took out a shotgun and pointed it at Chopsuey as I swiftly changed and morphed myself into a cat creature once more, with my sandy golden fur developing on where my skin had once been, and with my ears protruding out of the sides of my head as well as a narrow and slender snout pronouncing my delicate and soft face and my long and winding tail sprouting out of my lower back as usual. I then had an extra pair of arms retracted out of my body and I unsheathed my claws in preparation to fight. Chopsuey was taken aback as he recoiled in horror and I could see that he had a panic-stricken and alarmed expression in his eyes. "Jesus Christ, Lee, what happened to you?" he gasped in horror as his ears cocked back fearfully.
"I think you know what happened to me," I growled as I drew near him with the shotgun still clutched in my hands. "When we made love together you must have transferred some of your alien DNA into my body and this DNA somehow combined into mine, therefore causing me to retain some alien properties. And I think it also has a lot to do with us being soul mates, so your DNA was easily compatible with mine." I then approached Chopsuey closer and I was aiming the shotgun right at his face while the young male alien experiment was still pointing his four weapons right at me. "You're outmatched, Lee," he hissed in a low, menacing voice. "You think so?" I taunted him with my right eyebrow raised derisively as I smirked at him evilly. "I like to think so," Chopsuey replied briskly as I then lowered my weapon and I tossed it aside as a sign of surrender.
Chopsuey then threw his weapons aside too and lunged at me in a loud yell; I caught him in my arms just in time as he dove right into me and we flew right onto the bed before rolling together laughing hysterically. We then ceased to tumble together on the bed as Chopsuey pinned me on my back and I was overcome with giggles. Once I stopped laughing, however, I glanced up at my lover and I saw that he had a disconcerted and troubled look on his face and his eyes seemed to be wrought with guilt. "I'm sorry, Lee; I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't mean to hurt you when I slapped you in the face and when I tackled you on the bed."
"I was just so damn jealous when I saw you kissing Viola; I did not want you to forsake me just like Jumba had done. I never thought I would say this but you're the only family I've got right now and if I were to lose you or the kids I would never forgive myself," Chopsuey explained sadly as he expressed his sentiments and concerns towards me and I nodded as I listened. "You didn't hurt me or the kids, Chopsuey. It wasn't your fault what Jumba did to you. I'll still love you for who you really are even if you do treat me poorly sometimes. And you're the only family I've got too, since Renee has all but disowned me as her mother," I murmured softly as I drew him into a warm hug and I cradled him into my arms as I nuzzled him softly. "Aren't we going to get going or what? Or do I have to watch you two have sex again?" Viola snapped as she appeared before us soaking wet to the bone and I cast a questioning glance towards her; Chopsuey slipped off me as I crawled to the edge of the bed and dismounted off there, with him following suit.
"How the hell did you manage to break free from that ice cube I put you in?" Chopsuey snarled as he eyed Viola curiously, puzzled at how she was able to melt the ice at all without using any available tools.
"And since when are you so eager to steal experiment pods from a fellow villain? Aren't you concerned about your job security?" I demanded sternly as I cast a narrowed glance at her. "The hell with my job; why should I care whether or not Mr. Sanders fires me? You said so yourself Lee; if I was so really against this heist I would have left this room a long time ago," Viola laughed bitterly as she grinned enthusiastically at me. "All right, that's settled. Come on, ladies; let's hitch the road!" Chopsuey declared as he stalked out of the room with his weapons in hand and Viola and I followed him obediently as we all departed from the room.
The three of us soon arrived at Miss Amelia's office as it was just across the hall away from the room we were sleeping in. Chopsuey was armed with his plasma gun as he stood by the door and surveyed the area before us and crouched low to the ground and peeked under the door just to be sure that no one was in the room. From the looks of it he could barely see anything in that room from that angle so it was no use. "It's nothing there, for I cannot seem to see anything," Chopsuey sighed as he picked himself up and loaded up his plasma gun to prepare for any potential conflict. "Cool it, Chopsuey. We'll find a way in, I promise," I reassured him as I looked around too.
Viola then walked over to the door and her eyes began to glow an eerie ultraviolet hue as the doorknob twisted and turned itself before the door was unlocked and it swung slowly before us as if by magic. Chopsuey and I exchanged surprised and baffled glances before we switched our focus to Viola and we just stared blankly at her. "How the hell did you do that?" Chopsuey exclaimed in an astonished voice. "I'm a telekinetic, as well as an empathetic. I am able to manipulate objects with my own mind and I am also able to generate and control elements depending on the environment that I am in. I also specialize in manipulating and controlling weapons and other various technologies with my mind, especially if they are highly advanced, and I can also generate and manipulate telekinetic energy as well as transfer it on other objects even in its purest form, making them deadly. For example…"
She then stood still and raised up her hands with her ultraviolet eyes still radiating their eerie glow as we waited to see what would happen; before we knew it, sparks of electricity started to reflect off the ceiling lights as it crackled and surged on the surface and before we could say anything the sparks started to generate even more energy and merged into a long stream as it traveled downward onto the ground. Soon more streaks of electricity started to flash right before our eyes as they danced frantically in midair and there was a frenzied shower of sparks flashing in the air as it gave off a brilliant light that brightened the entire room. But then a sudden flash of light exploded into view and the room swiftly descended into darkness as a chill ran in the air and I felt myself begin to panic. "What the hell did you do?!" I nearly screamed. "Yeah, everyone is bound to know what's up and we're all going to get in serious trouble," Chopsuey sneered disapprovingly.
But then we heard a sudden whirling sound and the room was soon flooded with light once more as if it had never been put out. Viola had her eyes closed during the whole interlude with the electricity and she opened them before she turned her attention to us and spoke. "It was a momentary distraction. I am pretty sure that everyone in this building would probably think there is some form of electrical malfunction," Viola reassured us with a monotone, tranquil, serene voice. "You really had us scared for a minute," I laughed as a sigh of relief as Chopsuey chuckled with a smile too. "We waste no time; we must get into de room and locate the experiment containment machine and access the pods before Miss Amelia or anyone else discovers us," Viola urged us with her French accent permeating through her voice as we entered the room in single file and she telekinetically slammed the door shut quietly.
But little did the trio know that Michelle and her minions were already on their trail. A team of little raptor guards were patrolling the room carrying big plasma cannons much bigger than the one Chopsuey already had and within this small group was an attractive young woman with wavy, short blonde hair, light white skin, a slender and imposing figure and wearing a white vest suit with a skirt and black high heel shoes. She was stalking slowly along the hallway and as she scanned the corridor looking for any suspicious activity she turned her eyes to one of the guards. "We just missed them, ma'am. I don't see them anywhere in this part of the building," he reported promptly to her and Michelle just turned away and surveyed the area closely with narrowed, wary eyes. "Well they certainly cannot be far behind. I was pretty sure I saw them talking over the head speakers in the security room and I heard them talking about obtaining some of Mrs. Russia's experiment pods."
"I'll dispatch Mr. Randall Boggs to investigate the matter and perhaps he could help us locate the traitors," she informed the guard in a crisp and brusque tone as the guard nodded eagerly.
Michelle then tossed her head to the side and gave out a loud whistle through her fingers. Just then, a slinking, slender, light lavender/periwinkle lizard-like creature with frilly spikes on his back and multiple legs came crawling out into view and scanned the perimeters with a fierce look in his eyes as his tail curled and swished vertically and to and fro in anticipation. "Ma'am, what the hell is that thing?!" yelped one of the guards in a frightened voice. "Like I said, this is Randall Boggs. He was one of the monsters that worked at a scare factory and Mr. Sanders recruited him to work for us. I figured he could be a great investment," Michelle explained in a crisp and cool voice as she seemed to disregard the guard's utter terror.
"For example… Get them, Randall." She then snapped her fingers and Randall lunged right at them with a snarl and he slithered swiftly on the ground like a weaving sea serpent as the guards began to back away in terror. Then once he vanished into thin air, he crept up slowly to one of the guards and grabbed him by the neck with his tail before lifting him up and proceeding to slam him down onto the ground alternately as the guard yelped and exclaimed in pain. Then another one of the guards shot at him with the plasma cannon and he quickly dodged it as he released his hold on the guard before charging right at him with his tail swinging; using it, Randall then began to thrash and beat at his face repeatedly as he suddenly tripped over his feet and the guard dropped his cannon in surprise while toppling to the floor facedown. The other guards then drew near him as they converged together in order to arrest him and soon began firing away at him in a hail of plasma blasts.
Randall evaded them by skittering and weaving through them as the plasma balls sailed and whizzed right through him and then he finally smacked one of those blasts with his long, slithery tail and the blast hurtled right at one of the guards before it slammed right into his face and he fell back on his behind and was flattened to the ground.
"Hold it right there! I think we have done quite enough for today," Michelle proclaimed to the entire troop as she sauntered over to Randall and he was standing there grinning at her evilly. "Nice job today, Rambo," the young woman added as she shook his hand. Randall just scoffed and stalked away from the group as he went on his way to find the trio. "All right then, everybody follow Randall. He'll lead the way," Michelle asserted to the entire alien troop as they marched in an organized formation behind her and she followed Randall as he led them deep into the corridors.
Meanwhile, Viola, Chopsuey and I were inside the room and I nearly froze as I saw Miss Amelia lying slumped in her desk fast asleep; her plump and chubby face was snugly nestled into her fat arms as she lay snoring motionlessly in her little enclave. "Okay, now we have to be quiet or she'll discover us," I hissed in a low whisper as Chopsuey casually glanced around the room before spotting the experiment containment machine near the chair where Miss Amelia lay napping. "That poor miserable woman. I wonder how in God's name did she ever get mixed up with these people around here?" Viola lamented forlornly as she gazed solemnly at the woman's sleeping form.
"Well, blood is thicker than anything else, so as the saying goes, and I suppose that Miss Amelia must have felt that since Miss Minchin died at the hands of Team Legacy, she must avenge her sister's death by imprisoning them and making their lives a living hell just as they did hers," I explained softly to her as Viola listened keenly. "That's real deep, Lee. I had no idea that you had such expert knowledge on these matters," she scoffed lightly as she peered at me curiously.
"I'm a woman of revenge; I pull stunts like that all the time, especially in Salem," I declared proudly as I could see Viola scowl before me and her gaze contorted into a hard glare. "You really are something, aren't you?" she sneered with simmering traces of contempt and scorn laced in her tone. And all I could do was giggle at her. Meanwhile, Chopsuey had just activated the machine and the machine replied, "Select an experiment." Then he began to tap the forward button repeatedly as he browsed through the experiments, with his eyes scanning fervently for one experiment that could provide some use for us.
On the tiny screen were transparent blue print diagrams of the experiments in proper order according to their number and it was not long before Chopsuey found a diagram of an experiment that looked very much like a jelly-fish; the description of the experiment had five tentacles and curved, almond-shaped eyes and had lines transversing down its transparent body from the top of its head. On top of this diagram read, "01400." Chopsuey then pressed the screen with his index finger and a yellow experiment pod slid out of the machine bearing the number "01400" in green letters. "Yes…" Chopsuey hissed with a smirk as he grabbed the experiment pod with his hands and he observed it carefully with his eyes dazzling in delight and awe. I had never seen him so excited before in my life and my curiosity soon overtook me. I must see what he was holding.
"Chopsuey, you mind if I could come over here a moment?" I questioned him softly in a low voice. "Yes you may," was his low, husky voice and I crawled towards him and nuzzled him upon approaching him; he then handed me the experiment pod and I cupped it in my hands as I laid my eyes on it for the first time. "Chopsuey, this is beautiful. I want to activate it," I cooed as I observed the pod and rolled it in my hands to feel its texture. "Not until we get all of the pods we need," Chopsuey admonished me pointedly and I sighed impatiently. Chopsuey ignored me and went on with retrieving more experiment pods.
Then he found four more inactivated experiment pods in the machine, one after another, and they were all dogs too. One of them was a small red puppy with sapphire blue beady eyes and tiny, feathery hair tufts with four legs and spikes on his back and his experiment number was 01600. The second one was a tawny yellow puppy with a red nose and a helicopter propeller on top of his head as well as on his butt; he also had airplane wings sprouting out of his back and not only did he have crimson/orange eyes but he was also a Labrador and his number was 01700.
The third dog was silvery white with an ivory underbelly and his tiny floppy ears also had a dark silver shade. He also had an angular head with a compact, slender snout and was designed very much like a beagle with dark ivory markings on his body and icy blue eyes; he was also Experiment 01800. The last dog was a tiny Great Dane with an oversized head, bulging eyes, a stoic and grim expression with a muscular and chiseled body, an overbite, drooping ears, and powerful, strong legs and resembled a lot like Scooby Doo, except more threatening, intimidating and domineering, and was dubbed Experiment 01900.
Chopsuey then took out the experiment pods in succession from the machine and handed them over to me, and I promptly put them in my little purse that hung over my shoulder, along with 01400's pod. "What do you think we're going to name these little monsters?" Viola mused as she watched me store the experiment pods away into my little handbag. "We won't know for sure until we activate them in our suite," was my answer as I suddenly grabbed Chopsuey's ice gun from his holster and I aimed the weapon right at Miss Amelia before squeezing the trigger and freezing her in a quick stream of ice. I then turned the weapon on the door as well and then I froze it into a slick panel of ice as well.
Chopsuey then turned his head around and scowled at me before he snatched the gun away from me and cast a scathing glare in my direction. "What the hell were you thinking, Lee?! Do you want us to be trapped?!" he screamed at me. "I froze Miss Amelia so she would not catch us stealing the experiment pods and I froze the door just so no one could get in and even if someone manages to break down the door we would already be making our getaway," I explained to him patiently in a tense voice as I disregarded his outburst. "You know what? What Lee did here was very smart, since that is exactly what you should have done earlier, 621," Viola agreed heartily and I swerved around to meet her gaze and I gaped at her in amazement. "You actually agree with me?"
"Of course I agree with you! You're a very perceptive and intuitive woman, Lee, and I value you for that. Also you're one of my few closest friends I have so far since I arrived from France just some time ago and by now I guess I would consider you two to be my best friends," Viola replied quietly in a soft-spoken voice and I could not help but smile at her. "I consider you my closest friend as well as Chopsuey. As a matter of fact, I consider you two my best friends," I confessed shyly. "Okay, okay, we get it, Lee. Now we have to gather more experiment pods before we get caught," Chopsuey snarled irritably as he continued to browse through the experiment containment machine with Experiment 01500's pod in hand. But then the experiment containment machine started beeping and a voice announced, "WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! Foreign experiment pods located in experiment containment machine! Remove immediately!"
"Damn it!" Chopsuey hissed angrily as Experiment 2023's number suddenly showed up on the screen and a depiction of a white, female experiment with droopy, crooked cat-like ears, fluffy, wooly tufts of fur on her lower jaw, silky, long horse-like tail and four arms materialized before him as well. He then tapped the screen with his finger and Experiment 2023's red experiment pod emerged from the machine, allowing him to grab it and hand it over to me to place in my purse for safe-keeping. The yellow and red pods of Experiments 2024 & 2025 followed, with 2024 being a huge behemoth with thick, hairy, soft navy blue fur, two pointy, curved bull horns, burly, muscular four arms, and being of a Peskegine/Shih-Tzu/grizzly bear mix, and 2025 being a cross between Heat and Yaarp.
I was also given those pods and I put them in my purse as I zipped it closed while glancing over my shoulder towards the door in anticipation of any movement. "Okay, guys. We got to hurry. They're going to search this room sooner or later and we're bound to be caught," I urged them in an admonishing tone. "Lee's right; we got to get the hell out of here!" Viola added with a concerned tone in her voice.
"Shut up you two! As soon as I get more experiment pods from the machine we'll hightail our way out of here and hide in a safe place for a while," Chopsuey snapped angrily at us and I nearly exploded at his curt and brusque comment. "Why don't we steal the entire machine and just get the hell out?" Viola suggested with a rising urgency in her voice. "We cannot do that! If we steal the entire machine and everyone finds out that we did it, we're all going to be in deep shit!" Chopsuey hissed with his voice now growing louder. As he said this he was gathering more and more experiment pods in a rapid pace and it seemed that within minutes he was going to obtain close to 20 experiment pods.
My face contorted into a fierce snarl and I ended up yelling at him. "Don't you dare scream at me like that!" Chopsuey then swiveled his head around and glared at me. "Excuse me? Do you think you have permission to speak to me like that around here?" "I may be your lover but I am not your property. I can speak my mind as I please and I do not need anyone's permission to do so," I snapped at him in an indignant voice.
"You speak like a true feminist," Chopsuey snarled at me in a nasty voice. "I am my own woman. I am independent and I can take care of myself," I insisted firmly. "Is that so?" Chopsuey scoffed haughtily as I nodded with a stoic and aloof look in her eyes. "Well, I admire the fact that you can stand up for yourself. That just demonstrates that you are my true equal," Chopsuey smirked as he crossed his arms satisfactory. He then turned his back on me and concentrated on gathering more experiment pods.
But then just as he was about to pick out one more experiment pod, the door disintegrated in a hail of glass and it dissipated into liquid water as Michelle and her goons showed up on the doorstep with flamethrowers in hand. "Oh, shit! RUN!!!!!" Chopsuey yelled as he grabbed the experiment pod and put it in his pocket before turning off the machine. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Experiment 621 is caught in the act stealing some of Mrs. Russia's precious experiments along with Mrs. Beautacroft and Ms. Dumonde."
"How pathetic. You were not completely satisfied with your positions so you three have to resort to stealing pods containing illegal genetically mutated experiments for your personal gain. Well guess what? You're missing one experiment pod." "What experiment pod could we be possibly missing? We've got everything we need!" Chopsuey insisted and Viola and I nodded along with him. "You're missing the pod of Experiment 0800. Apparently it is in the possession of Sable Colby and her experiment partner Dratecula and she acquired it from Miss Julia Sugarbaker and her friends since they have attempted to steal the experiment pod from this same machine earlier. They are now locked up in the interrogation room and are presumably being asked questions by Sable and her lackeys as we speak."
"Therefore, you must hand over the experiment pods to us or face dire consequences, for you will be imprisoned in the same room as the Southern women and you shall be banished from the White House soon enough for your treachery. Now hand over the trogs," Michelle replied in a demanding voice as she insisted that the three of us hand over the pods. "NO! They're our family now and you cannot have them!" I roared at Michelle in an outraged voice. "Really, Ms. Dumonde? Are you going to be this difficult, since you are soon to be the mother of 621's offspring? And did I forget to mention that you are also his mate?" Michelle mused in a taunting tone as she gazed down at me disdainfully. "Go to hell," I sneered contemptuously.
Michelle just threw her head back and laughed mockingly as she smirked derisively at me. "Oh, you are just too rich, Lee. Too rich! I admire your courage and audacity to face your superiors but now we will haul you three away to prison and we will obtain custody of the experiments ourselves," she remarked wistfully and then she gave out a loud whistle and Randall scuttled right into the room in a flash. "Get them, Randall," Michelle commanded the young lizard-like creature and Randall lunged right at us with a flourish of his tail. Chopsuey glanced over at me with a worried look in his eyes and my hand moved over to grab his and as I gazed deeply into his eyes I watched him sigh. "Lee, there is something I should have shown you a long time ago and now I think it's time that you knew," he confided in me softly and he let go of my hand before stepping out of the way and closed his eyes.
That was when I saw the most astounding and magnificent transformation occur right before my eyes. Chopsuey's glowing red eyes then flew open as a wave of green energy radiated from his body and his diminutive form began to alter and take shape. His entire body stretched into a tall, skinny and lanky height as his arms and legs developed and grew in an astonishing rate and his arms even converted themselves into sharp, crooked knives. There were also oversized, heavy wings that protruded out of his back and his face even contorted, twisted and molded itself significantly to look like a fly's and this degree of transmutation was so advanced I could hardly recognize him. I knew that he was capable of increasing his size whenever possible but I was unaware he had a more powerful, stronger form.
I could feel my breath draw out of me as I was beginning to feel extremely dizzy with my heart racing rapidly and I was on the verge on fainting. As I dropped to my knees and crumpled to the floor facedown, Chopsuey saw that I had swooned to the ground and immediately rushed over to me and cradled me in my arms while he patted my face softly in an attempt to wake me up. "Lee! Lee! Wake up, damn you!" Chopsuey coaxed me urgently as he continued to pat me on the cheek while I was descending quickly into unconsciousness. My eyes fluttered open and I peered at Chopsuey weakly and I was surprised to see him gaze down at me. "Chopsuey? Is that you?" I whispered softly.
"Lee, I'm sorry…" Chopsuey began to say but I shushed him by putting my finger to his lips. "Don't be sorry. It's not your fault. You're very brave to face off against Michelle and her goons and for that I'm proud that you're the father of my unborn offspring, if there are any yet. You go and fight them off while Viola and I make our escape," I murmured to him softly while ordering him to fight off Randall and the others while Viola and I flee the White House. But then Randall tackled Chopsuey to the floor and Chopsuey began to thrash and wriggle on the ground in a frantic attempt to throw Randall off him. Randall was beating and striking him repeatedly with his long, thick, curling tail and after delivering a sudden and hard blow to the head the young alien plunged his knife-like claws right into his back, prompting him to let out a loud, blood-curling scream. Chopsuey then hurtled him towards a wall and Randall slammed hard on his head before tumbling softly on the ground.
Randall then managed to regain his momentum and charged swiftly at Chopsuey before he lashed his tail out in an attempt to strike him on the head, but Chopsuey held up his claws and defended himself by blocking out the attack effectively before grabbing it and flinging him across the other side of the room. However, the moment Randall alighted himself on the surface of the wall on his feet, his tail somehow curled around Chopsuey's neck and the young alien experiment was sent flying to the other side of the wall as well and when Randall jumped away from the wall Chopsuey crashed head-on to the surface and slammed to the floor flat on his back. I could see him curl up slightly as he lay there dizzy and disoriented. "Chopsuey!" I screamed in a terrified voice as Viola stood there with a shaken and appalled expression. I then spun around to meet her stupefied and speechless gaze and I cast a bewildered and consternated glance at her.
"Viola, do something for the love of God," I whimpered in a shaking voice. Viola then nodded silently and glanced over at Chopsuey for a moment while studying his motionless body. She turned back towards Michelle and her posse and that was when I saw her eyes glowing a dark purple hue once more. At the corner of my eye I swiftly turned my head and saw Miss Amelia's desk fly towards us at a rapid speed. "Get out of the way!" I yelled and I pulled Viola towards the other side of the wall as we narrowly evaded the hurtling desk and it sailed right into the villains with a devastating blow before crushing many of the guards that accompanied Michelle.
As for Michelle herself, she was pinned under the table and had been nearly flattened to death as she felt the heavy weight of the furniture pushing on top of her and she saw that many of her guards had been killed in the process. Her face darkened to an ominous, threatening black shade as her face scowled indignantly. "I will get my revenge on you bastards if that is the last thing I'll do! I will capture you, Ms. Dumonde, and your little friends and not only will I slit your throats but I will also capture your unborn children for slaves!" she vowed in a raging and thundering voice. As she was screaming this at the top of her lungs Viola and I raced to the window and we looked out on the horizon as I peered down and noticed how far down we might have to jump. "Viola, there is no way we could survive this jump. It's too far down and we could end up dying from falling so many stories," I moaned in despair.
"I hate to say this Lee but you must make the jump," Viola announced crisply with a resigned sigh. "WHAT?!" I shrieked as my eyes flailed widely and I spun around to gawk at her as if she were crazy to even make that suggestion. "You cannot be serious! If I die as a result of jumping out of that window not only will I die but I will also lose my potential babies as well!" "I know it sounds crazy but we have no other choice. You are a young and healthy woman and you still have many years ahead of you. As for me I'm an old woman and sooner or later I'm bound to die anyway. Come on Lee; if not for yourself at least do it for me and Chopsuey, for at least you'll still have a chance to live," Viola tried to persuade me coaxingly as she tried to explain her reasons behind her decision.
I finally nodded ruefully and I opened up the windows and climbed onto the windowsill while holding Viola's hand. My stomach began to churn and spin as my hands were perspiring with sweat and my heart began to ring in my ears. It was all too surreal; I couldn't believe I was going to make that jump. As I finally made my surmount on the windowsill and peered down at the vast feet below, my life began to flash right before my eyes. I began to recall the day that Renee was born and the time that I have spent with Stefano as his associate and lover. I also remembered how my boyfriend Byron, (who unknowingly was also the half-brother of my ex-husband Doug), had died so unexpectedly back in Paris and how I eventually made my journey into Salem and established my reputation as a seductress and as a scheming witch.
I also recalled how I eventually married Doug after Julie have left him and how I had clashed with his little girl Hope several times. Eventually though, Doug left me after he found out that I was after his money and I tried several times to reconcile with him but to no avail. I also had to inform Stefano about him being Renee's father during the whole trial with the Salem Strangler and for the longest time I was afraid that Renee and Tony's relationship could have been incestuous. And when Renee found out that I was actually her mother after reading my diary, she was so furious at having been deceived that she actually cast me out of her life and wished to never see my face again. That was when I had no choice but to flee Salem and for many years afterward I traveled all over the place before settling in Canada.
That was when I met Chelsea Van Buren and fell madly in love with her. For a long time I was very happy with her and I enjoyed the new life I made for myself. But it was not long before I found myself in trouble again. When I robbed that convenience store on that fateful day, I was forced to depart from the country and abandon my lover and my new life and return to the United States. I eventually made my way to the Washington, D.C. area as I led the Canadian police on a high speed chase through several states before I fled into the forest and disappeared from their radar.
Eventually, I was found by Mr. Sanders and his crew and was hired as an adviser, assassin and also an operator of the White House. I was also chosen personally by Mr. Sanders as his whore. It was also in the White House that I have finally found the love of my life, Chopsuey, who loved me as I am, and would do anything to protect me. The night I have spent with him will be the night I'll remember as long as I live and even if we're apart I will always look back at that time with a smile. He is such a big part of my life now and I don't know what I would do without him; I actually slept with a genetically mutated experiment and now there's a good chance that I could be carrying his offspring. No way in hell was I going to abandon him, not after all he had done for me.
That was when the image of Renee flashed in my mind. Renee, my own daughter, my own flesh and blood that I have not seen for years, the sweet, innocent, auburn brown-haired girl that I raised on my own for all these years… and now the last she'll hear of me is that I may have sacrificed my own life jumping out of god knows how many stories this building has…
"Lee get off that fucking building now! Randall is going to murder us!!!!" Viola shrieked at the top of her voice. I shook off my drifting thoughts and I turned to her with a concerned look. "But what about Chopsuey? We cannot leave him; he's family!" "Never mind him! He's a psychotic bastard that can take care of himself! Since he's smarter than 626 maybe he'll figure out a way to bust out of this hellhole with that pod intact!" Viola snapped with an irate tone in her voice and in the end I knew that she was right. We have to save ourselves now; we cannot just wait for Chopsuey to join us.
As I tossed my head over my shoulder and saw Randall lunging right for us with a snarl, I screamed and leaped out of the window while clutching tightly to Viola's hand as I felt myself spiraling down to my potential death. The both of us started screaming as we tumbled rapidly towards the ground and as we were sailing in a free fall, I knew that at any moment now we were bound to plunge to our deaths. "This was a great idea, huh?!" I yelled sarcastically as I glared with a snide sneer. "What did you want me to do?! Allow us to be executed by that Rambo guy over there?!" Viola roared fiercely at me.
"Well that would have been better than falling to our deaths, which was a crazy ass idea to begin with!" I shot back with my voice inflecting to a high pitched shriek. "In life you have to take chances, Lee. If you do not resort to insane measures to survive, you will never stand a chance in the first place," Viola informed me in a hushed and calm voice. I then nodded and squeezed her hand as I gazed into her eyes. "Why do you know so much?" I whispered softly as my voice trembled slightly. "I've lived a long time Lee. I have been struggling in the work force for many years and I learned that I have to be quick on my feet if I was going to get anywhere. This has served me well thus far in the White House and now the two of us must work together to survive, if we even survive," Viola returned a loyal reply.
"Besides…" She then clutched my hand tightly and caressed it gently. "From this point on I consider you my partner." I then smiled and leaned in to kiss her, which she accepted.
After we broke away from our kiss, we both peered down from the descending sky and I suddenly closed my eyes as I felt the weight of gravity pulling down on me. Renee please forgive me; I love you so much… I thought to myself as my thoughts gradually ceased to exist as I let my growing state of unconsciousness take me in. The last thought I had right before I lost consciousness was about Chopsuey: God please take care of Chopsuey and make sure he's safe. He means the world to me. Take care, my love. And then at that point, my world completely went black and my awareness was no more.
Author's Notes: I'm so sorry that I kind of dragged out the sex scenes and they took up nearly 1/3 of the chapter and for that I am truly sorry. The next time I write a sex scene, I'll try to make them brief. This is my first time that I actually write scenes like that to this nature. Anyways, there are some things you should know about this chapter. The flashbacks that Lee experiences just before she jumps out of the window are not only the events that have been referenced from some of the early story lines of Days Of Our Lives back in the early 80's but are also some of the events that Lee had mentioned to Viola earlier in the chapter as they are talking in the kitchen. This is also the first time that Lee's escapades in Canada are elaborated in great detail although briefly and I finally came up with the name of her mystery female Canadian lover. How about that? I think Chelsea is an okay name, even though I hated it because I thought it was unoriginal. It was also explained how Lee ended up in Washington, D.C. in the first place and her first interactions with some of the villains, including Kramer and Dratecula.
As for Dratecula and Chopsuey being biological brothers, I think it is very interesting in itself and it is true that they are technically related by adoption since Dr. Hamsterveil more or less took him in some time after Dratecula was created. Although I still have not determined the exact time line between their deactivation and their reactivation upon arriving back in the White House, I am able to infer that Chopsuey and Dratecula were deactivated sometime after their defeat by Team Legacy and their allies and Dratecula somehow got activated first by Sable and it would be a while before Chopsuey was reactivated as well.
Oh, and as of how Viola managed to break free from that ice block that Chopsuey trapped her in, it is implied that she somehow used her telekinesis to escape from her icy prison, in case you could not figure it out. I came up with her while watching a clip on YouTube of the movie "Quartet". It's a 1981 film starting Isabelle Adjani and it's about a young woman who goes to live with a couple in Paris after her art dealer husband goes to prison and along the way she carries on an affair with the husband. I noticed that Suzanne Flon's character was some sort of front desk clerk type of person in the film and I was so impressed with her demeanor and characterization and her physical attributes that I decided to create a character based on her. So in short I based Viola loosely on Madame Hautchamp and I created her character practically from scratch as to make her distinctly different from the character she was modeled after just so I would not rip off her.
And as it turns out, I did a pretty damn good job. I like the way Viola Beautacroft turned out in this chapter and I'm very impressed with how she is such a complicated person to deal with, especially when at the beginning she was a spiteful, cynical, temperamental, and angry old woman who wanted nothing to do with the villains that were occupying the White House. She tried everything in her power to dissociate herself from them but in the end she ended up being drawn to their lifestyle and in more ways than one she became a part of them. I mean, at the beginning she despised Lee because of her sinister and deceitful personality and in the process she somehow falls in love with her and this causes her to decide to ultimately join her and Chopsuey on their quest to obtain some experiment pods.
I have every reason to believe that she loves Lee dearly just as Lee loves Chopsuey and considers her as one of her really good friends, almost like a sister, and there are several instances of them sharing their deepening bond with each other. There is also this deep and loving bond that is developed between Lee and Chopsuey and I guess in a way this kind of reminds me of how Lilo & Stitch feel for each other and I guess to some extent Lady Sedona & Dr. Clemenceau. Lee has placed so much trust and faith in Chopsuey that she would do anything to ensure his wellbeing and safety, which is why she was so worried about what would happen to him when she and Viola were about to jump out of the window towards the end of the chapter. But since Viola still abhors Chopsuey and does not like him too much, especially since he was kicking and beating her after he caught her making out with his girlfriend, she advises Lee to leave him behind; this can also be explained because Viola does not have that much of a connection with Chopsuey due to her hatred of him. But there are times in the chapter when she does acknowledge that she might like him a little bit.
One of the biggest highlights in this chapter is the depth of humanity and complexity of personality in each of the villains depicted in this piece. Not all villains are exactly alike when it comes to certain levels of villainy and motivations. Some villains are just plain scumbags and are not to be trusted and can only be dealt with by going to prison for life while others may actually have legitimate reasons for committing their evil deeds and therefore should be pitied rather than scorned and might have a good chance of redeeming themselves. There are a lot of villains that have some degree of humanity left and do care for some of their fellow villains as well as loathe others. They have just as many complicated emotions as heroes do and they also have choices to make just as well, concerning life in general and love. They go through some of the same experiences just like the rest of the general population despite the differences in views of morality. For example, even though Dratecula likes to taunt and tease Chopsuey about his supposed unworthiness in Jumba's eyes and he may seem like a huge jerk at times, he is a very caring and loving person when he wants to and he did save Lee's life once when he was dating her, so that's a debt Lee still has yet to pay back and him too.
Oh, and just in case you don't know, Sable Colby is from "Dynasty" and "The Colbys" and she is Alexis Carrington's first cousin; I thought she would be an interesting person to add to the cast of characters, since her cousin makes a somewhat minor supporting appearance in "The World Is Not Enough". I also thought that Randall, from Monsters INC, would be good to add to the mix too, since he is especially scary with his ability to turn invisible and kick people's butts in lightning speed, as demonstrated when Michelle ordered him to attack some of her guards. And about the guards I'm sorry if that was kind of random but they just suddenly popped in my head and I have no idea why; I think Dr. Hamsterveil and Gantu must have sent them over to the White House before arriving there. And even though Sable is just as nasty and vicious as Alex, she does think twice about what she says and she is not so impulsive with her actions and words, which is a huge difference if you ask me.
And speaking of Michelle, she is a character from "Hot Shots! Part Deux" who ends up betraying the country for petty reasons and as I have mentioned in "The World Is Not Enough", it is one of my top favorite movies of all time and I am always excited whenever it shows up on television. Just the other day they were showing the movie and I could not help but watch the scene where Topper and his friends were on a boat and disguised themselves as fishermen to get away from terrorists. And if the switching to third person view annoys you, then I apologize for that as well because I wanted to make sure that I got the character's personality right before I attempted to write in that person's point of view or else I would screw it up. You will see some other established characters in the next following chapter, and some of them you would not expect to see, so look out for that.
I also like the twists and turns depicted in this chapter, especially one revelation in which it is discovered that Dr. Clemenceau is just as much Chopsuey's biological mother as she is Stitch's. To me that makes a LOT of sense especially since Dr. Clemenceau had been living with Jumba for such a long time and knew him for a lot of years, up to the point where Stitch was created and was later apprehended and tried before the Galactic Council. So since she was around when Stitch was born, then that means she knew of Chopsuey's existence as well and therefore interacted a lot with him. The interesting thing about Dr. Clemenceau is that she provides a great foil to Jumba; she is extremely competent, compassionate, merciful, dedicated, ethical, respectable and an honorable scientist whereas he was incompetent, selfish, a little cantankerous at times, (even though Dr. Clemenceau was more so as well!), absentminded, and possessing some great evil tendencies.
However Dr. Clemenceau was no angel as well; sure she could be extremely selfish at times as well as being difficult to live with but she is a kind and benevolent woman and at least has some great degree of humanity left in her; in short she was also a brilliant mind who happened to fall in love with a significantly flawed alien genius. Plus I also thought that Chopsuey was a lot more like Dr. Clemenceau while Stitch took after Jumba's personality, especially since Chopsuey seemed to be an extremely intelligent young alien whose intelligence matches equally that of Dr. Clemenceau's. At least she treated him a lot better than Jumba did, but no amount of love she provided for him could reduce the staggering emotional and mental damage wrought on him as a result of Jumba's casual neglect.
Now, with the points of view, they will depend on which of them fits a certain scene best. For example, I can describe a scene in Lee's point of view and then move on to Chopsuey's point of view in the following scene and depending on how the story progresses I can move around to other people whose roles are especially important in the story until I move back to the principal characters again. The next time we see Viola and Lee Dumonde again, we will view the scene through Viola's eyes, which I think will be interesting.
And if you did not like the cliffhanger, then I'm sorry; what can I tell you? I figured it was about time I started a new chapter in this story because I must have spent over a month writing this chapter. Not only would you see the new experiments that are bound to be activated, but you will get to see more twists and turns that develop in this strange and provocative story. I think it's the first time I actually ended a chapter with a cliffhanger and this is the perfect opportunity for that. Now the big questions are: Will Viola and Lee Dumonde ultimately survive the harrowing fall from the White House? What more secrets could be discovered about Chopsuey's previous life in Turo and of his relationships with Jumba, Stitch and Dr. Clemenceau? What else does Chopsuey know about the three unknown experiments that were forsaken by the famous Welsh scientist, Experiments 2023, 2024, and 2025, who are supposed to be his half-siblings? What would become of the experiments that were captured by Lee, Viola and Chopsuey? Will they ultimately be used to wreak havoc on the White House? What would happen to Chopsuey now he is bound to be captured by Michelle and her men and brought over to Mr. Sanders to be tried for attempted insubordination and treachery? Will he be executed for his crimes? What will become of Ms. Sugarbaker and her pals? And does Ichy have a crush on Viola?
Turn in to the next chapter as we discover these answers and more in this suspenseful and terrifying tale of treachery, love, despair, conflict, war, friendship, loyalty and devotion. Oh yeah, and I have been thinking of writing a fanfiction about Experiment 628 for the longest time ever since I saw the episode about 627. I toyed with the idea of introducing him/her in "Leroy's Redemption" but I dropped it because I had no idea what functions the experiments would have, its personality or even what it looks like and I wanted it to be in the same league as Stitch, Chopsuey, Leroy, 627, etc. Now I have considered the idea again and I think it would be awesome if I could write a story about it; it would probably be about as epic as "An American Odyssey" and "The World Is Not Enough". Since according to Wikipedia 628 might be a lot more dangerous than 627, I figured he/she might be more powerful than all of the experiments combined. Naturally I think it might be a boy but that would be sexist since the line from Chopsuey to Leroy contains mostly boys, so I suppose it might be a girl too. But right now I don't know.
I also considered having Experiment 628 make an appearance in this novel and having him/her meet Lee, Chopsuey and the others and then 4 years later the experiment shows up again to get revenge; however, for the moment, I have dropped the idea since again I have no idea what my version of 628 would be like. But if I do have an idea then I would have Experiment 628 introduced sometime after Chopsuey leaves the White House, since there is no way in hell Gantu and/or Dr. Hamsterveil could possibly obtain the experiment pod without Jumba knowing, especially since he's supposed to have it locked up somewhere in the Team Legacy Mansion in a special safe, so the only way Chopsuey could have obtained it was when he snuck into the mansion and not only took off with The 1900 Ford but also with the inactivated experiment pod. I am still angry at Disney for not even making an episode about 628. That would have been interesting. But oh well; what can you do? Don't get confused; I'll think about it and I'll elaborate on it more in my profile but at this point I think it's better if Experiment 628 shows up in his/her own. And before I forget Experiment 202, who is mentioned by Dratecula, is actually Jam from Stitch! The Movie.
And in the scene where Chopsuey is staring out into the window while watching the horizon with Lee, that is a indirect allusion to a scene from Stitch: Experiment 626 where he is shown flying around happily on his jetpack, (I have no clue if it's real or it's a dream), and I thought that was so adorable to see him so happy so I decided to include that as part of his internal daydreaming.
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