Johnny Test versus Dexter, Boy Genius

Part 4

By Neoraichu

This story is based on Johnny Test and Dexter's Laboratory.

We begin with a slight recap.

...

There's a knock on the door of the Test girls' room.

Mary goes to answer the door, and is confronted by Dexter, Boy Genius.

Susan and Mary each pull a high tech goofy looking pistol while Dexter pulls two equally high tech and goofy looking pistols.

"WHY DID YOU ATTACK ME?" they all shout in unison.

They pause a second, and then shout in unison, "I DIDN'T ATTACK YOU, YOU ATTACKED ME!"

They pause a second, and then shout in unison, "NO, YOU ATTACKED ME!"

"This is getting stupid," said Susan and Mary.

"I agree", said Dexter.

"Perhaps you could explain THESE," said Mary as she held out photos of the 'DEXTER' attack helicopter. When were those taken? Oh, it's not important. Really.

"What is the meaning of this?" asked Dexter incredulously, "I, Dexter, Boy Genius, would never bother to create something so... so... PEDESTRIAN!"

"It's not yours?" asked Susan.

"No, it is not," answered Dexter. "Perhaps you could explain THESE," said Dexter as he held out photos of the 'SUSAN AND MARY' attack robots. When were those taken? Oh, it's not important. Really.

"Those hunks of junk?" asked Mary incredulously, "Those are so far below our level of genius."

"Well, if not you, then who?"

"I'm thinking someone is trying to set us up," said Susan.

"Why did I think you girls where any threat to me, Dexter, Boy Genius..."

"THAT IS SO SEXIST!" yelled Mary and Susan together.

"If you met my sister Dee-Dee, you wouldn't be so surprised."

"If you met our brother Johnny, you would," said Mary.

"Not all boys are geniuses."

"Not all girls are airheads."

"If it is okay with you ladies, perhaps we can work together to find the villain responsible for the situation? It was not right for me to make assumptions based on your gender..."

"Is that an apology?"

"Yes."

"Accepted."

"So let us get to work."

...

Johnny was pumping the quarters with Dukey down at the REALLY RAD ARCADE when a strange girl walked in. He's playing one of his favorite new games: CYBORG PEGASUS ASSAULT!

"Ooo," she said, "This doesn't look like the Pony Puff Princess Display, but it does look cool."

She walks in, looking from machine to machine, until she comes up to Johnny and Dukey.

"Ooo, that game looks pretty."

Dukey just looks at her while Johnny ignores her.

"Can I play too?"

"Sure," says Johnny at last, "It's a two player game and still a free country."

She steps up and slips in a quarter.

"Player 2 Start," announced the arcade game.

The two play for awhile when Johnny says, "Hey, you're pretty good. I'm Johnny. You are?"

"I'm Dee-Dee," she said, "Oh, you're the flame haired boy my brother was looking at on his computer."

"Do I really wanna hear this?"

"He thinks your sisters attacked him."

"Are you related to Bling-Bling Boy?"

"Who?"

"Never mind."

"Who's your brother?"

"Dexter. He thinks he's a genius."

"He's a blood-splatter scientist who kills bad guys, cuts them to pieces in a surgical sterile environment, and disposes of the remains without leaving a clue?"

"What?"

"Apparently not."

The arcade machine barfs and says "Wa-waa-waaa."

"Darn it, we lost to the final boss AGAIN," said Johnny, "and I'm out of quarters now."

"Me too," said Dee-Dee, "all I have now is credit."

"You have credit?"

"It's my Dad's card."

"Too bad you can't use credit here."

"I'm hungry. Wanna go eat with me?"

"Sure."

...

Bling-Bling Boy's gold plated, diamond studded VTOL sailed across the country. "I'm coming for you, my beloved!" he shouted.

...

Mandark mused darkly in his dark chair in his dark lab staring up as this dark drawing board with its dark designs inscribed thereon. Awfully dark, ain't he?

"Something is amiss," he said, "The Test girls and Dexter, Boy Genius, have not attacked each other yet. Such an epic battle would be all over the news if they had done so. I must implement an auxiliary plan before they join forces and deduce that I, Mandark, Evil Genius, is responsible for this."