Short but sweet!

Kit smirked and sat back, watching as Hatch walked around his little lab, trying to find something to ease the pain of his hand. She had almost managed to hijack his car, and she had run over his claw-hand thing in the process. However, Sever and Krocomodo subdued her before she could escape. She had her fingers crossed, in hopes that they found the key jammed in the thruster. She had always loved thrusters, and if there was one thing that T.V. taught her, it was that they could come in handy for other things besides speed.

"So, how should I experiment on you, little lab rat?" Hatch asked, his voice vile. Kit frowned and raised her eyebrows. That was nowhere in the job detail.

"I don't think you'll have any time to do any experimenting," the brunette replied, although she was a little nervous. It had been at least an hour since she had been captured, and she had been here for at least thirty minutes. This was just plain stupid. She folded her arms across her chest as she remembered that she was locked in a cage. Hatch pulled a needle out of a drawer and filled it with some crazy green liquid. "Um, what is that?" Kit asked, backing further into the cage.

"I don't really know," Hatch replied in a blissful tone of voice. He approached the cage slowly…

"Can't that tank of yours go any faster?" Stanford complained over the comlink. Sherman resisted the urge to face palm, while Spinner gave a witty reply.

"Can't that stupid Reverb of yours be a little quieter? We don't wanna alert those goons that we're coming!" Spinner shot back, looking over his brother's shoulder. They were coming up close to the lab, (they had been there once before, when Zoom had almost died and the antidote was in Hatch's lab) and soon it came into view. They pressed into the darkness so that they would stay hidden. "What should we do, Sherm?" Spinner asked, looking at his brother with curious olive green eyes.

"I think the best thing to do would be to come with a way to sneak into the lab, so that we could subdue Hatch and then rescue Kit," Sherman replied, shrugging once.

"Sneak into the lab? Subdue Hatch? I got it, Sherm!" Spinner declared. He popped out of the top of the Buster Tank and pulled out one of his strange little hand grenades, except of course they're larger than regular hand grenades.

"No, Spinner wait!" Sherman started, but it was a little too late for that. The shorter boy tossed the grenade forward, and it landed with a thud. He popped back into the tank as it prepared to explode. "I didn't mean for you to throw a grenade at the lab! We're not trying to kill Hatch, we're trying to subdue him!" Spinner's mouth made a little 'o' shape. Suddenly – BAM – it exploded, taking out half of the leafy green lab with it.

Luckily, Hatch was thrown into the wall, and the cage bars melted. "I'll have to thank whoever did this later," Kit replied, taking the needle from Hatch. She jabbed it into his side and he yipped in pain. "Guess you get to find out what that does, first hand!" She turned and ran out of the smoking lab, coming out just in time to see Stanford peering over the top of the Reverb.

"Spinner! You didn't screw up and kill anyone!" Stanford declared, popping back into the car. The brunette was covered in soot but she looked unscathed. Spinner jumped out of the Buster Tank and walked over to her. Stanford reappeared and followed Spinner to the brunette. The younger of the two Cortez brothers clambered up and looked over the top.

"I see Stanford was worried," Vert commented, smirking slightly. The red head wiped some soot off of Kit's face as he said this.

"Yeah, but he's only worried so that he can save his own skin," Agura snorted, rolling her eyes. Sherman sighed and disappeared back into the Tank, not a comment coming to mind. And if one did, he wouldn't voice it. "Look at them, ugh, this was what I was dreading. They'll get all gushy on us now."

"OK, enough kiddies," Spinner interjected. "C'mon Kit, let's get you into the Tank."

"Whoa, whoa, she can ride in the Reverb," Stanford replied, stepping between Kit and Spinner. The shorter boy folded his arms across his chest.

"Stanford, she's covered in dirt. You really want that all over the Reverb's interior?" Spinner asked, giving the red head with the emerald green eyes a skeptical look.

"Umm… Fine, you take her, then," he replied, stomping back to his car. Kit followed Spinner towards the Buster Tank, where the top opened again and Sherman appeared. He outstretched his hand and helped her up onto the top so that she could get in. Spinner crawled up after her. Stanford looked a little annoyed as the brothers disappeared into the Tank as well.

"What, you won't help your brother into the Tank?" Spinner teasingly asked as they closed the top.

"Spinner, you're supposed to act like a gentleman," Sherman replied, as Kit looked on in amusement. "Plus, you only weigh 110 pounds, and you know how to climb up. She doesn't." The younger of the two Cortez brothers nodded towards the brunette. She had a surprised look on her face.

"Oh wow, he's lighter than me," she mumbled. Kit wasn't fat, she was just built for sports and physical exertion. She weighed an average of 145 pounds, but nobody could tell. She sat next to Spinner, since he was so small. "Alright, you guys got that key?" Kit queried, looking at them both curiously.

"Right on the front," Spinner said, pointing. However, just as he said this, Kalus drove by and stole the key. Kit smacked Spinner upside his spiky haired head.

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