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"First we have to do some design work Ian," said Jimmy as he grabbed the torch in Ian's hand. "The Relativity is almost complete. I can't have you going weld happy, most of our work will be done in the lab."

"So you just brought me here to show off your little masterpiece."

"Sorry," said Cindy, "but we had almost finished before you came on board."

"Only minor welding," muttered Ian as he took off the goggles. "Oh well, to the drawing board." With that he turned around and walked back to the teleporter pad. The couple joined Ian on the pad and were soon whisked away.

After a couple hours, Ian and Jimmy found themselves in the drawing room. Cindy had gone to see a chick flick with Libby. "If my calculations are correct James, for this wormhole generator we are going to need two kilograms of radon,"

"Got that."

"You just happened to have that much radon gas lying around?" asked Ian incredulously. Jimmy was about to give an explanation when Ian said, "I don't want to know. We also need about ten kilos of tungsten. Do you have that lying around?"

"No, I'll have to buy some more. It will be in tomorrow."

Ian put down his marker and stared at Jimmy for a while.

"What?"

"I've always wondered, how have you managed to pay for this and everything else?" asked Ian as he leaned against the wall.

"When the stock market destabalized a while back, I sold a couple little innovations, especially dealing with plasma displays. I took that money and invested it back in those I sold it to. When their products started rolling out a couple months after that I made a small fortune. Not too long ago I did the same with OLED technology. I have already received a nice profit, and I'll sell this batch of stock soon."

"And just how small is small?"

"That my friend will remain a secret. Now lets start on some supped up radio jammers. What frequency range should we cover?"

"All of it."

Ian dropped the virtual marker and stared at all of their work. Everything had been polished and finished. Dimensions were listed next to ever piece, projected lines connecting all the components. "We finished."

"Vox, could you holographically construct the current project." The lights dimmed in the octagon shaped room. Every drawn piece began to extrude from the wall moving towards the center of the room. Ian watched as the many pieces gravitated towards each other and began to assemble together. "Seems like a clean build, what do you think Ian?"

"Yeah," he said as he grabbed it and turned it around in midair, "this will work."

" Vox, send the plans to the plant and build fifty," said Jimmy before yawning.

Vox replied, "Currently construction, wormhole generator revision two. Completion in four hours, twenty minutes. Building queue fifty radio jammers. Completion estimate two hours, thirty minutes. Total completion estimate, six hours, fifty minutes."

"Vox," said Jimmy "will build and assemble most of the parts for us overnight. Tomorrow after school we can build the wormhole generator and test it."

"Sweet, I was about to call it a day. See you tomorrow," said Ian as he entered coordinates for his house. He activated the watch and in a flicker was gone. Jimmy started to shut down the drawing room when Ian warped back. "Actually, I have plans tomorrow after school."

"What are you going doing?"

"I am starting tae kwon do lessons."

Jimmy gave Ian a questioning look and asked, "Why?"

"Time for me to learn something new. See you tomorrow." Ian tapped his watch and left the lab again.

Jimmy finished shutting down the lab and made his way to the teleporter pad. "Come on Goddard and Marie, let's go home. Goodnight Vox." The mechanical canines followed Jimmy onto the pad. After a bright flash, the lab was empty and silent, save for the hum of Vox's robotic factory.

Morning arrived and Ian followed his morning routine. He packed a gym bag and left it in the center of his room. After grabbing his book bag off a chair, he warped to the roof of Retroville High School. His feet crunched the pea gravel as he walked towards the roof exit. Ian yanked the door open, having previously taped the locking mechanism shut. Down a flight of metal stairs, and through the winding pipes of the boiler room, he went and emerged through an inconspicuous door into a quiet part of the hallway.

Ian made his way down the the hall towards his locker. Once his bag was in it, he closed it and walked towards the lobby. After leaning against the wall, he saw his friends enter the school together. Jimmy was front and center, Cindy and Libby trailed to his right, Sheen and Carl to his left. "All they need," thought Ian, "are some matching leather outfits."

"Hey guys, ready for another exciting day of school?"

Sheen was the first with a retort, "You're weird man."

"Thanks, I would hate being normal. So where are we on the construction queue?"

Jimmy turned from Cindy and said to Ian, "It finished during the morning. We can work on it whenever you come to the lab."

"Any welding?"

"A little."

"Sweet," said Ian as a smile spread out on his face, "I'll get there as fast as I can."

The bell above Ian rang, and he quickly made his way to his first class.