Chapter 9


"Victory! Muahahahahaha!" Voltar shouts, doing a sad little dance.

"May I ask what the celebratory dance is for?" I ask Voltar with my arms crossed.

"Well hostage, I just sealed the deal with Invisiboy, you are free to go by tomorrow noon. And I get my precious red ruby!" Voltar rants happily.

"Why do you even want that ruby?" I ask him.

"Huh?" Voltar inquires, pausing from his dancing. He suddenly looks vulnerable. "Well…I uh… Ugh, why do you care? You're not involved!"

I raise me eyebrow. "I am the 'hostage' that is being traded with this ruby..."

He huffs and plops down on the couch beside me with his arms crossed. With a sigh he speaks. "The other villains were making fun of me… because I've never stolen any jewels…"

I honestly feel sorry for him. He looks so… helpless. I'm tempted to give him a hug, but restrain myself. "Well, for the record… I for one am pleased that you've never done that."

Voltar grunts, still pouting. "You're a goody-good… Your opinion doesn't matter…"

That sort of stung… "In any case, I am disappointed that you are doing this now… Evil is bad. I'd rather have you the way you are- just the annoying Voltar from the League of Super Evil." I tell him with a giggle.

His eyes go wide, but he says nothing in reply. He shakes his head snapping himself out of some stupor and leaps off the couch. To my dismay, he seems even more upset and stomps off grumbling.

Ah well… You can't please them all…


"Frogg, how is the 'Doom-Wig-Placer' coming along?" Voltar shouts at his evil scientist working away.

"I'm almost-" Doktor Frogg grunts while yanking at something. "-done!"

"Excellent! Time is not in our favour so let's get going!" Voltar says, pulling Doktor Frogg towards the door.

Doktor Frogg had been working on the invention all night, so he was a little over tired. He had reversed the effects of the truth machine though, so everything was going well. "Oooh boy. I can't wait to see how it works. On top of the 'wig-placing' setting, this machine will also add an outfit to accompany the wig. Everything matches, so this is the perfect disguise machine!"

"Yeah, yeah, great job," Voltar said, not at all interested. "Come on!"

Doktor Frogg sighed. Was his brilliance ever going to be appreciated?

"Hurry up!" Voltar shouted impatiently.

"I guess not…" Doktor Frogg answered to himself.

"Red! Pamela! Doomageddon! Time to go and witness the awesomeness of me!"

"Oh yes Voltar, you are a truly evil genius…" Doktor Frogg says sarcastically.

"Thank you, Frogg." Voltar says, completely disregarding the tone in Doktor Frogg's voice. "Now, to the Doom-buggie!"


"Voltar? I really don't see why we had to, you know-" I see Red put his hand around his mouth, trying to be subtle. "-imprison Pamela last night."

"Red, despite what you may think, I can still hear you even if you do put your hand in between me and your mouth." I tell him with a grin. He smiles sheepishly.

"It was for good reason Red. If we hadn't set up those barricades and alarms, she would have totally ruined our plan!" Voltar explained.

It was true… I had tried to escape and Voltar totally ruined my plans for that. The sneaky little-…man…

"Okay, we're almost there!" Red says, taking a last turn, still being careful of the machine that we were lugging. We came to a stop in a seemingly inconspicuous alleyway.

"All right Frogg, time to give us all disguises, except for Pamela." Voltar orders. Did he ever ask nicely?

"Pamela, stand over there!" Guess not…

"Voltar, I really don't want to do this…"

"Oh my goodness- it's just over there! You don't have to be so lazy." He yells at me.

"No! I mean I don't want to meet this 'Invisiboy'… He seems like a creep." I explain.

"Augh! It's not like we're sending you off to get married to him. We're just trading you."

"Yeah… Sure Voltar. Whatever you say…" I reply. I turn around and cross my arms. I hear some clicking and snap my head back around to see Doktor Frogg and two other people who resemble Red and Voltar.

"What in the-"

"Awesome, right?" Doktor Frogg asks proudly.

"How did you? I-I mean… Wow!" I say in awe. I look back and forth between the machine and Doktor Frogg, and finally settle my eyes on him. I am absolutely amazed. He blushes, seemingly aware of my appraising look. I flush and turn my head away, noticing that I was staring.

Doktor Frogg clears his throat and turns back to his machine. He pushes a button and I get to see it in action. An arm with a circle at the end of it comes out and goes over Doktor Frogg all the way down to his toes. While it was passing over him, the circle conformed to his body and peeled off his clothes while putting on new ones that matched the wig that was placed on his head.

I was even more amazed. I don't even-… Wow… Just wow. Doktor Frogg turns to me and grins. If I hadn't known about this machine and ran into him, I would have thought that he was his own brother, or even a distant cousin. He had shorter black hair and was wearing jeans and a navy-blue shirt. And to top it off, with logic I can't comprehend, even his shoes were changed. He now wore blue, white, green and black skate shoes. But of course the things that easily gave away his identity were his claws, chin guard, and goggles.

"Doktor Frogg… I thought you were allergic to hair…" Red comments, scratching his temple.

"Yes, but I thought ahead. This is the finest synthetic hair you can get. It looks real, but it isn't." Doktor Frogg explains proudly.

"Amazing…" I say as I step closer. Entranced, I reach my hand to Doktor Frogg's head to feel the hair. It sure felt real.

"Ahem!" An annoying voice breaks me from my trance. "Now that we have our disguises, let's go meet Invisiboy! Muahahahaha!"

The guys lead me to a café around the corner. We go inside and take a seat.

"Seriously?" I whisper incredulous. "This is where you decided to meet someone to trade this precious gem you were talking about?"

"Yes! It's just perfect!" Voltar states, "No one will even suspect it!"

I look to the other guys. Red smiles and Doktor Frogg only rolled his eyes. Which reminds me…

"Where's Doomageddon?" I ask. He was riding with us not too long ago…

"He's on lookout." Voltar says, offering me no further explanation.

A few minutes pass before I speak again. "When is this guy coming?"

"Have patience woman! He'll be here any minute." Voltar hushes me.

"So how is he getting this gem, anyways?"

Voltar sighs in annoyance. "He's stealing it, duh!"

"What!" I exclaim in a hushed tone... It's harder to do than it would seem.

"Pipe down!" Voltar reprimands me.

"But Voltar, he's a good guy! I honestly don't see how you could convince him that I was worth stealing this gem!"

"I didn't convince him that you were worth that. I honestly can't see it myself."

"Excuse me?" I say, slightly offended.

"Well yeah." He replies. "You are annoying, preachy, giggly, a goody-good, unnatractive, and you are just so uncool!" He turns to the guys. "Am I right?"

Red is the first to speak up. "Voltar! That's not nice!"

"Yeah man!" Doktor Frogg jumps in. "Pamela is just fine with me!"

"And you know what Thumper's dad from Bambi says! 'If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all!'"

Voltar doesn't even flinch. "Oh please! You both know I'm right! She is annoying and unattractive!" He sees my hurt look and grins. "The truth hurts."

"If you'll excuse me…" I whisper as I stand to go to the washroom.

When I'm in there I glance up to my reflection. I never thought myself to be a… '10'… But I never thought I was ugly. I continue to stare at myself and watch tears pool around my eyes, until they stream down steadily.

Why does it hurt so much when Voltar insults me? Well I guess anyone would be hurt if they were called 'unattractive'… Well, anyone who was self-conscious.

A few minutes pass before I freshen myself up and make my way out of the restroom… Though as soon as I exit, I walk into Doktor Frogg.

"Oh sorry." I say.

"Er… Listen- I- uh…" He clears his throat and appears to be trying to find the right words to say. I wait patiently for a while but he still says nothing. Assuming that this 'conversation' is over, I kindly excuse myself.

"Wait!" He stops me in my tracks.

I turn my head to him and wait for him to continue.

He gulps. "You… aren't… unattractive."

My eyes widen.

"A-actually… Quite the opposite… You're very pretty." He tells me. "A-and… I find that I rather… enjoy your company. You're really… ahem… wonderful."

My heart is honestly soaring. The feeling of happiness is overwhelming… Funny how just a few kind words from someone can change your mood in an instant. Not only that, but he was someone who I liked. I mean, like liked.

With a genuine smile on my lips, and a twinkle in my eyes I tell him, "Thank you.", and pull him into a hug. The warmth I feel from his body is so comforting. At first a little stiff, he wraps his arms around me and hugs me back. Gingerly I rest my head against his chest and relish in the feeling of pure joy. When I hear how fast his heart is beating, I can't help but grin.

When I pull away I get a better view of his face. I can't help but laugh a little. His face is so red, and he's a giggling mess. I feel my heart jolt when I let myself think that maybe, just maybe, he liked me back. I quickly reprimand myself, though. He probably just thought of me as a friend… Which is good too, I guess…

"P-Pamela?" Doktor Frogg asks, still blushing.

"Yes?" I reply, very sweetly. Was I flirting?

"Er… I think we should head b-back now." He says, rubbing his claws in his short, wig-hair.

"Okay!" I say with a wink.

Oh my… I was flirting.

When we walk back to the table I inspect his new look. Now that I was over the initial awe of his changed appearance from his genius machine, I find that while he does look more normal… I'd rather have him in his own clothes, with his own wacky hair. It suited him better.

"Now, he should be here any moment. Thank you, Frogg for retrieving our emotionally imbalanced hostage." Voltar says, glaring at me.

I sigh and sit down. He was like the annoying little brother I never had…

We sit in silence until we all here a not-so-subtle 'AHEM'.

"Ah, good! You're finally here!" Voltar says with a grin.

"As promised." A man in tights said.

Invisiboy


Yaaaayyyy! Update! Even though it is rather short. Eheheheh… Anywho! All right! I was requested to throw in a kiss between Pamela and Doktor Frogg, buuut I don't think it's time for a real kiss yet. But it will come. You just have to be patient… Though I must admit I was a little tempted and almost did… LOL.

Yah, as always I just love the reviews! I was going to draw a picture for the cover image but got lazy… I should get on that… Oh speaking of which. If any of you wanted to tell me how you think Pamela looks then give me a shout out! (Or even draw it!) Because honestly, I want to change the original design, but am having trouble with how she will look. I need an image of her and Doktor Frogg to focus on while I write. It helps me a lot! I was thinking that the lovely Doks Assistant's design of her would be suitable. Tell me what you think! I already have the color scheme picked out, but she needs an 'upgrade'.

I alsmost forgot! Today I seen 'Doomababy' again and noticed in the beginning that Doktor Frogg slept on the couch... O_o Soooo technically... Pamela is ALREADY sleeping in his... bed I guess... Haha, OR he just fell asleep watching TV. I'm SURE he has a room! XD

Disclaimer: I DON'T own LOSE, nor will I ever… But I do own the plot and Pamela. (Keep on forgetting the disclaimer.)