Chapter 3

Robbie's morning routine was a little different than everyone else's in that his alarm clock was set to broken and his usual breakfast was closer to lunch. He'd been having the most vivid dream about that left over cake in the fridge when the doorbell rang. At first he tried to ignore it but whoever was at the door was persistent and he slowly rolled out of bed.

"I'm coming! Keep your shorts on!" He called, grumbling all the way to the ladder and video screen.

"Who is it?" He asked, not recognizing the person who came into view.

"It's Special Agent Spinelli. I was sent to pick you up Mr. Rotten. Agent Patterson said he needed to speak with you," the man flashed his badge.

"Does he have any idea what time it is?" Robbie asked.

"Sir, it's ten-thirty on a Monday," Spinelli pointed out.

"All right, I'll let you in. I have to shower and get dressed," Robbie explained.

"Of course," Spinelli nodded as the door opened and he hopped down inside the Lair.

"Have a seat, there's cake in the fridge," the former villain said before heading to the bathroom. Spinelli shook his head and took a seat in the big fuzzy orange recliner. It usually got fuzzies all over his suit but today he just didn't care. Patterson had been running everybody ragged with the news that a possible Ministry attack was due to hit any minute. Personally Spinelli figured the guy just liked to keep everybody on their toes. He could hear the shower shut off and then he heard something else. Something that didn't sound right. He pulled his weapon and quickly scoped around the room. Pinpointing the noise at the ground level entrance, he quickly used Robbie's scope machine to determine what was outside.

"Sweet Mother," he murmured as three heavily armed men were attempting to drill their way in through the lock. Quickly he rushed over to the bathroom and spoke to Robbie through the door.

"We've got intruders at the back door. They're trying to drill the lock on the door," Spinelli told him.

"Then they'll be unpleasantly surprised when they find out that I welded the door shut. That and when they reach the third layer of steel…" he never got to finish as the alarms inside the Lair went off and there was a sudden dip in the power.

"I electrified the door," Robbie explained as he exited the bathroom.

"Get on the phone and call for back up. I'm not sure that will stop them. They may just use their assault weapons," Spinelli told him.

"No need to panic. When the power dips, the phone automatically dials Chief Dooright. Back up is already on the way," Robbie seemed incredibly calm despite the situation.

"You had this planned out didn't you?" Spinelli asked.

"Oh I did. One can never be too prepared when dealing with those that think they are more devious than you," the former villain smirked. The FBI agent wasn't sure if he had more respect for Robbie or if he should be more afraid of him. Both looked up as they could hear the sounds of sirens approaching.

"Shall we go topside and watch the show?" Robbie asked as he headed for the exit. Spinelli holstered his weapon and followed him. They could hear the sounds of the police ordering the men to drop their weapons and just as they were reaching the surface, the sound of gunfire.

"We need to get out there and help," Spinelli said.

"Aren't you the one who mention assault rifles? Besides Chief Dooright brings the SWAT team. They are far from outnumbered or outgunned," Robbie said, just as the gunfire stopped and Chief Dooright yelled for the all clear.

"Now let's see who are unfriendly visitors were," the former villain said.

To Be Continued…