Chapter Four

Spydra's Plot And Gadget Boy's Mission

By Heather Belveal

There John saw a man who looked like he was in his early 70s. "John, this is Chief Inspector Stromboli of the Metro City Police Department, and Chief, this is John Brown, the boy I rebuilt." Dabble said. "It's a pleasure to meet you John." Stromboli said with an Italian accent. "It's a pleasure to meet you too Chief." John said and they shook hands. John turned to Dabble. "So what's the surprise?" John asked curiously. "The surprise is Chief Stromboli wants to recruit you as a new and rather young member of the Metro City Police Force." Dabble explained. "Oh really? I'm Stromboli's new detective?" John asked, a little surprised. "Yes." Dabble answered. "Oh wow, I've always wanted to be a detective! This is a surprise!" John exclaimed. "Well now you get to be one." Dabble said. John was so ecstatic he jumped up and down until his legs and feet were sore. "Yippee! I get a detective! I get to be a detective!" John exclaimed happily. "We're all happy for you John, but you need to calm down." Agent Heather said. "I'm sorry Agent Heather, but I couldn't help it. I've always wanted to be a detective." John said. Agent Heather giggled. "I know." Agent Heather said. So the very next day they went to Dabble's lab to see Dabble. "Hello John, hello Agent Heather." Dabble said. "Hi Myren." Agent Heather said. Just then Chief Stromboli arrived. "Spydra's at it again!" Stromboli said, alarmed. "Who's Spydra?" John asked. "Spydra is an evil spider hybrid femme fatale, and the most notorious criminal in all of Metro City." Stromboli explained. "Oh." John said. "What's she up to this time Chief?" Dabble asked. "She's gone to London, England to steal the crown jewels, your job is to stop her from taking them." Stromboli answered. "We're on the case Chief!" John exclaimed. "Before you go John, we'll need to hide your identity with a fake one." Dabble informed. "Why?" John asked. "So Spydra doesn't know who you really are." Agent Heather answered. "Oh, okay, but what'll I be called?" John asked. "How about 'Gadget Boy'? It suits him." Agent Heather suggested. "What do you think?" Dabble asked John. "I think it's a great name!" John agreed. "Gadget Boy it is then." Stromboli declared. "To be safe, I'll send you three inventions via hologram, oh and I made you a robotic dog, to help you out, his name is 'G-9'." Dabble said and whistled. G-9 ran over to Gadget Boy like a rocket and licked him. Gadget Boy laughed and they walked out the door.