See chapter 6 for disclaimer. Also, the beginning of the story Wilbur is telling Karena is a brief summary of the video game "Meet the Robinsons." Enjoy!
"It all started when I was using the second time machine," Wilbur told me. "Like I said earlier, I went back in time just to have fun and have a collection. I would take pictures with my camera of historic people, like King Tut and Albert Einstein. Anyway, I was taking out the garbage before using the time machine last night, and I forgot my camera. I hastily went back to go grab it when I realized that I forgot to lock the garage door. By the time I got back to the garage, the time machine was already gone."
We were sitting down in the grass while Wilbur was telling me about his bad day. I started to see why he hid everything from his parents; they have high expectations for him, wanting him to be just like his dad.
"So you went back to the past to see Lewis about this Bowler Hat Guy?" I aske dhim.
"Yes," Wilbur replied. "But I got called back to my time just as I reached the science fair. I returned, and my time was messed up."
"How messed up?"
"Very. The city wasn't Utopian anymore. Instead of Robinson Industries, there was Magma Industries, and there was a volcano in the middle of the city. Not only that, but there were also robotic ants who took the time machine. So I had to go underground and defeat the ant queen, Lizzie. But the hoplite robots took the time machine just after I was about to get it back, so I had to go to Magma Industries to stop Emperor Stanley."
"Emperor Stanley?" I couldn't help but laugh.
"Yup, I laughed too," Wilbur said with a weak laugh. "I fought Prometheus, the lava rock creature, and it accidentally pressed a button after a huge organic rock fell on his head. The city would've been destroyed if I hadn't gone back to the past and be very careful about opening the door."
"What happened before?" I asked. The black-haired teenager turned his head to look at me, and I noticed his face was no longer red.
"I slammed the door into Stanley. But I was careful this time. I complimented Stanley and Lizzie on their projects, and I proceeded to stop the Bowler Hat Guy. But the science fair was already destroyed, and the Bowler Hat Guy escaped. I thought he was going to head to this time, so I came back."
"But he wasn't in this time..."
"Correct. He was, in fact, at the science fair...back in the past. So I prepared to go back to the past, but this time changed again. But this time, I had to face a huge bowler hat: Mega-Doris. Luckily with my disassembler...okay fine, my dad's disassembler, I defeated Mega-Doris, and I went back to the past."
"And you brought Lewis here," I finished.
"Yep. Now you know why, and Carl knows too." Wilbur paused for a few minutes to take in some air and calm down some more. "My parents expect me to do so much. They expect me to follow their footsteps and become a scientist like my dad, but being a troublemaker is my only talent."
I shot up and gave the teenager a glare. I couldn't believe out of all the times in the world to give up, he picked this one...especially when Lewis could be in trouble.
"Okay, those are the words of a quitter," I told the boy sternly. "You are Wilbur Robinson, one of a kind. You are so full of life, you always want an adventure, you don't give up, and you are calm when you're in a difficult situation."
"I don't even know if I even did the right thing when I grabbed the prototype time machine," Wilbur replied, and I smiled at him.
"Wilbur, you are actually very wise in my eyes. You have made mistakes, yes, but you learn from them and move on. That's what a wise person does. Your parents may not see you as wise and smart, but I believe you are quite wise and smart in your heart."
Wilbur shot up and looked at me with wide eyes. I offered my arms out for a hug, and he accepted it. He then wiped the remaining tears away form his face and he smiled.
"No one has ever told me that before," the boy said. "Not in that way. Do you actually mean it?" I laughed and I nodded 'yes.'
"Don't you have a friend to catch up with?" I asked with a smirk.
"Oh gee, Lewis!" Wilbur started to run, but not before he smiled at me and mouthed 'thank you.' I approached Donatello, who was still trying to figure out how to fix the remote. He smiled as well as Leonardo when I reached them after a couple of minutes. Raphael was still reprimanding Michelangelo about playing with dinosaurs.
"How did the talk go?" Leo asked me. I smiled.
"It helped Wilbur a lot...I hope," I replied.
"I'm starting to think Leo's right," Donnie said in frustration. "Everything looks fine, yet I can't turn it on."
"KARENA!"
"Who called my name?" I asked the Turtles. All of them shook their heads when I heard my name again, and I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see a panicked Wilbur panting for breath.
"Wilbur! What's wrong?"
"The Bowler Hat Guys has Lewis!" Wilbur exclaimed. "I need help to track him down."
"I'll join in," Don approached us. "I'm having no luck with this thing anyway."
"We'll need Carl to track him down," said the boy. "Can you help me?"
"You've got our backs," I replied with a smirk.
"Did you steal my smirk?" Wilbur asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. We all cracked up laughing and went off to find Carl. I noticed Leo, Raph, and Mikey weren't behind us, so I turned around and asked what's going on. They told me they would be waiting for us to return.
Since Don and Wilbur were already so far ahead of me, I decided to run. When I got about two feet behind them, I steadied my steps to a sneak. After I got close enough, I grabbed Donnie's staff off his back in a flash and leaped over the two boys. My plan went perfectly well as Donnie turned around and didn't see me, and I stopped the two when I got in front of them. Both teenagers had mouths open, which cracked me up.
"How did you do that?" Donnie asked with disbelief. "Wait, wait, wait. Has Splinter been training you secretly?"
"Did you copy my stealth moves too?" Wilbur asked with a smirk.
"Actually, I was taught when I took classes," I replied. While the boys looked for Carl, I decided to show off by doing some color guard moves with Donnie's staff while walking in time. Never did I know that Wilbur was watching me in awe.
"More stuff you learned?" the teenage boy asked.
"Yep! Only instead of ninjitsu classes, this is color guard. I spun a flag throughout my career in high school." I turned around and started to walk backwards so that at least Wilbur could actually see my moves. I performed a cradle, a left drop spin, an emilie, a right push spin, a butterfly, and a windmill. I even did a butterfly toss, and Wilbur was amazed at my skills.
"You are like my mom with bo skills," Wilbur complimented. I smiled, and I thought about my late mom for a few seconds. My thoughts were interrupted when I accidentally hit someone ("OW! Oh gee that hurts.") with my windmill move. I jerked and turned around to see Carl with his hand on his head.
"Oh my gosh!" I exclaimed. "I'm so sorry!"
"It's fine, dear Karena," Carl replied. "It was an accident."
"Good thing I hit you, because we have a problem."
"The Bowler Hat Guy has Lewis in the city!" Wilbur exclaimed. "I can't rescue him without your help." He paused, and then he looked somber. "I'm sorry I messed things up. I talked to Karena about everything, and she helped me think about what I should do. I figured apologizing to you would make me feel better."
"You have to apologize to your parents and little Lewis too," Carl replied. "But I forgive you." Wilbur had a huge smile on his face, and I smiled when he gave me credit for helping him. "Let's find Lewis!"
"I'm gonna join my brothers," Don said. "You three have fun." We separated as we went back outside in the dark. Carl bent down, and Wilbur got on his back...or more like his neck since his head can stretch...kind of. The boy held his hand out, and I took it with a laugh. Carl straightened up and wrapped his robotic arm around my waist, and I was still holding Wilbur's hand. We both finally noticed after about two minutes and let go with a laugh...and I could've sworn I saw the boy blushing at the same time as I did.
We approached the city within five minutes, thanks to Carl's robotic legs and his huge steps. I was quite in awe; the city looked beautiful with its lights on. I turned to Wilbur, who was smiling.
"Your dad did all this?" I asked, and Wilbur nodded. "This is AMAZING!"
"It's more clearer in the daytime, trust me," the boy replied, and then looked forward with a grim look on his face. "This building was where my dad lived as an orphan. The Bowler Hat Guy must've taken him here."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Time out!" I exclaimed, and Carl came to a stop. Wilbur gave me a look of confusion. "Lewis is your father?"
"Congratulations, you solve the mystery," Wilbur answered.
"That would explain the weird-looking hat and everything!" I exclaimed, and I punched Wilbur in the shoulder. He winced. "Why didn't you tell me before?"
"Lewis was present," the boy answered. I suddenly felt guilty for reprimanding him. "It's okay; I deserved that punch."
"Can we go now?" Carl asked.
"Oh, sorry," Wilbur and I said at the same time. I put on a look of humor, and I pointed at Wilbur.
"Jinx, you owe me a soda!"
"What?!" Wilbur exclaimed, and I cracked up. We approached the roof of the abandoned orphanage, and Wilbur and Carl mimicked a pigeon to grab Lewis's attention. The plan worked; Lewis rolled away in the wagon with a box, and 'fell' off the roof. Carl caught Lewis, and I caught the box with a compliment from the black-haired boy.
"Hate to foil your evil plan and run, but ta ta!" Carl said, and we walked away back to the Robinson house.
"I bet you're glad to see me!" Wilbur said to Lewis, but he got another punch in the shoulder as a response.
"That's for not locking the garage door!" Lewis reprimanded. Wilbur laughed, but stopped when he realized Lewis also cracked the mystery.
"I gotta admit," Wilbur said happily. "This will be a great story to tell me someday."
"Look at that, boys," Carl said with joy. "We're almost home free-ah!"
All of us felt a jolt, and all of a sudden, we were on the ground. I was hit the hardest; the box escaped my hands, and a robotic hat grabbed the box and flew toward what would be the stolen time machine. Unfortunately for Carl, he was shut down and lifeless. We all turned toward the time machine, and I got a good look at the person who Wilbur called the Bowler Hat Guy, and he looked quite unhealthy.
"Take a look around, boys, because your future's about to change." The Bowler Hat Guy grinned evilly, and he escaped to another time.
"Lewis, you have to fix the time machine!" Wilbur exclaimed with a fist in his hands. Now he really sounded frantic.
"No, no, I-I can't!" Lewis stammered. "Why not your dad? You could call him!"
"I'm afraid that's not going to work," I replied.
"You are my dad!" Wilbur exclaimed.
"But that's in the future!"
"There won't be a future unless you fix the time machine!" Wilbur explained. "Look, I messed up. I left the garage unlocked and I tried like crazy to fix things! But now it's up to you. You can do it, Dad." He turned toward me. "I'm sorry, dear Karena. I'm so sorry."
"Wilbur..." I started to talk, but all of a sudden, blue smoke surrounded the boy.
"Karena? Lewis? Lewis!" Wilbur started to disappear and he flew toward the hole in the sky.
"Wilbur!" Lewis called.
"No!" I exclaimed, and I sighed. "He doesn't exist now. We have to tell the others." Lewis and I started to run toward the Robinson family and the Turtles respectively. But the Turtles...and the Magician found me first. Luckily, Lewis successfully went into the house.
"Ah, the Magician who is supposed to be behind bars," I said with a smirk. "I see you haven't given up yet."
"Karena!" I heard Donatello call my name, and all the Turtles were behind me. As they approached me, I noticed that the beautiful Utopian city was now a polluted city with green skies. The Robinson house was not a Mega-Doris hat...as Wilbur called it, and Doris hats were surrounding all of us. I came up with a plan.
"You guys take care of the hats. I'll take care of the Magician."
"Alright!" Raphael remarked. "We finally have a real fight on our side!"
The Turtles created the perfect distraction, because the hats surrounding me and the Magician 'crept' toward the four brothers.
"Well, it's only you and me," I remarked.
"Oh good," the Magician said. "I was beginning to think your boyfriend would try to stop me. At least he is out of the way now so that I can settle the score."
"First of all, there will be no score-keeping here. And second, that boy is not my boyfriend!" Then it hit me: Wilbur was the one who helped me and the Turtles find Mikey. He was the one who asked if I was okay during the dinosaur fight. He didn't hesitate to talk to me about his day. To add to that, he was bold, daring, adventurous, and...handsome. He was Wilbur Robinson. He had a spark of life in him all the time, and his chocolate-colored eyes were so full of care. He might not have been my boyfriend at the moment, but I felt as though I could tell him anything and trust him with what I said, and he was so sweet about helping me no matter what the situation was. I really was falling for him, and I promised myself to win this fight and help Lewis get Wilbur back.
"He won't be able to help you," the Magician taunted. But I had a smirk on my face and got into a fighting position.
"No, but his wise words are with me in this fight."