WARNING: If you are likely confused about events that have happened in this fanfiction that didn't happen in canon, that's likely because this isn't following canon, but another story I made called 'Oh Rhonda!'. So, be wary of this fact when you read the story! If you haven't read the first 'Oh Rhonda!', please do so if possible so that you can understand what's going on. Otherwise, continue to enjoy the story!
Sorry I took so long to get back to this, but I've been enjoying a little downtime! That aside, I finally bring to you the second part of this next episode! Anyway, enjoy!
About a day or so later, Nick was driving around in his convertible as he got out of the car and took a deep breath as he looked around the empty pier. At the moment, this side of the street looked pretty empty at the moment. It was quite early in the morning as he carefully looked around secretly. Then, as quiet as a mouse, he stepped into the alley way and noticed a brown-haired man wearing a black hoodie and sunglasses. The man smirked. "Ah, I see you arrived, Vermicelli."
"Colonel Mustard, good to see you." Nick smiled as he shook the man's hand. "Have you got the device?"
"Indeed, I do." 'Colonel Mustard' smiled as he pulled out a device and handed it to Nick. The man in the goatee examined it as 'Colonel Mustard' explained the device, "This device is what the spy industry calls the 'On-The-Go Placer'."
Nick paused as he looked at the device, which was a simple black remote with a few buttons on it, which would be mistaken for a simple TV remote to the blind eye. "So... this is basically a teleporter."
"Pretty much, yes. This device can take you pretty much anywhere on a dime, in real places beyond your imagination, or if you want to travel to worlds on the screen, just type your favorite channel and you'll be there in an instant!"
"In an instant you say..." Nick smirked... before frowning. "Well, then, why didn't you just call it a teleporter?"
"Well, we could do that, yes. And while we're at it, why don't we call the Great Wall a fence, the Mona Lisa a doodle and Saturday Morning cartoons a rarity that'll never show up in primetime TV ever again!" Colonel Mustard gave a frown.
Nick opened his mouth... before pausing. "Okay, fair point. Continue."
"Anyway..." 'Colonel Mustard' coughed as he gave a nod. "It's only a prototype, so if you send someone into a TV for example, you'll have to have someone on the outside controlling the remote."
"Hmmmm..." Nick paused as he looked at the remote. "And how would one say, get out?"
"Have someone push the 'return' button on the remote and you and your friend will be teleported right back to where you were!" 'Colonel Mustard' smiled as he gave a nod.
Nick gave a smile as he pocketed the device. "You know, I think I know exactly what to do. Thank you very much for all your help, Colonel."
"My pleasure, Nicky." 'Colonel Mustard' gave a laugh as Nick gave a frown.
"Please don't call me that." Nick said as he and Colonel Mustard went their separate ways. Nick gave a smile as he took the TV remote out of his pocket and examined it. "Imagine all the wonders and possibilities I can use to impress Olga! Get her to not only be Bob's phone girl, but be my own... but I can't let anybody else know about this remote, so I might want to put it in a safe place where I'll know I'll look for it."
Meanwhile, Rhonda and Arnold were looking out the window as Arnold paused. "I wonder what Mom and Dad wanted to buy for the boarding house?"
"Who knows?" Rhonda groaned as she held her head. "But I am so bored of waiting! Why do we have to stick around and wait for whatever it is they have for us!"
"Well, Dad did say that would not only benefit us, but benefit all the boarders as well." Arnold said. "I guess all we can do is wait like good little children."
"Arnold, we're ten. Me barely pushing eleven next month." Rhonda explained. "I think we're old enough to say whatever we want. Heck, you even have a bit of a mouth on you."
Arnold rolled his eyes. "I only say that one word when I'm frustrated or can't solve a problem on my own."
"Hence, why you need me to calm you down!" Rhonda smirked.
"Or make my problems even WORSE!" Arnold smirked right back.
"Worse... or better?" Rhonda still held the smirk... until their ears picked up the sound of a car approaching. They turned to the window fast as their eyes widened. There was Miles and Stella's car coming in close as there seemed to be something interesting on the top.
"Oh my goodness..." Arnold gasped in shock. "Is that a-"
Rhonda had already ran out of the kitchen and through the door just as Miles and Stella exited out of the car... only to be surprised by an excitable little girl engulfing both of them in a hug as she was thanking them so fast they could hardly catch their breath.
"Whoa, easy there, girl." Miles said as Rhonda let them go. "If I knew you were going to be excited for the new satellite dish, we would have taken you and Arnold!"
Rhonda blinked in confusion. "Satellite dish?" She then frowned as she crossed her arms in disappointment. "Rats, I thought it was a large cereal bowl!"
"A large cereal bowl?" Stella asked in confusion as Arnold came out. "Now why on earth would cereal bowls come in this size?"
Rhonda paused as she thought about what Stella said.
On a kitchen table, Rhonda was pouring every combination of cereal she could think of as she pulled out a large spoon and a gallon of skim free milk. "Okay, sugar rush... do your work!"
Rhonda laughed maniacally as she put some milk into the bowl, filling it up around the cereal before mixing up the bowl and taking a scoopful as she put the first bite in her mouth.
"No, Rhonda, we are not letting you combine every cereal in existence so that you can have the ultimate sugar rush!" Arnold groaned the moment he saw Rhonda giving that smirk on her face. "It's bad enough when you go through a NORMAL sugar rush!"
"H-huh?" Rhonda blinked, snapping out of her thoughts... before smiling nervously. "Wait, what are you talking about? I wasn't imagining the ultimate sugar rush just now!"
The red jacket with blue dress wearing girl giggled nervously as the three characters rolled their eyes as Arnold continued, "So, does this mean cable is gone?"
"That's right, sweetie!" Stella smiled as she looked up. "Gone is cable TV. Say hello to satellite TV! We talked your grandparents into it and besides... it's better than trying to adjust the antennae!"
"Awesome!" Arnold and Rhonda said in interest as Miles and Stella were carefully grabbing it.
"We're going to set it up on the roof! Kids, do you think you can help us out?" Stella asked.
"We'll get the ladder!" Arnold said as he grabbed Rhonda and rushed inside. "Come on, Rhonda!"
As Rhonda and Arnold rushed inside, Miles and Stella gave a few smiles as Miles said, "Those two are great kids."
"You said it." Stella nodded as nearby, Nick had just turned the corner and was walking into the boarding house.
"Morning you two! Getting satellite TV, eh? Nice!" Nick gave a smile and a thumbs-up before entering inside.
Once inside his room, Nick gave a smile as he pulled out the remote control from his pocket and kissed it. Nick then paused as he looked around, trying to find a good hiding spot... before spotting an old telephone nearby. Smirking, he put the remote nearby as he put it safely behind the phone. "Can't miss it right here. Nobody calls the boarding house through that phone anymore."
As soon as Nick looked around to see if the coast was clear, he smiled as he looked around and gave a smirk to himself. "And now, for phase two of the plan!"
With that, Nick started to head upstairs. Around the same time, exiting out of the living room were three fighting male boarders.
"And I say it's my turn for the TV!" Ernie Potts argued as he was snatching the remote from Oskar's hands. "I can't miss today's episode of 'Wreckage'!"
"But my show is coming on at the same time!" Mr. Hyunh groaned. "I can't bare to miss today's 'Guardians of the Stars'!"
"But I haven't seen 'Villicun's Island' since I was a little boy! I always wanted to know whether Villicun and his crew got off that island!" Oskar Kokoshka started to argue.
"Those are reruns! You can catch those anytime!" Ernie said to Oskar furiously, his face as red as a tomato.
The arguing would have gone on all day, but the silence started the moment they saw Arnold and Rhonda both going in the room, carrying a ladder. The three male boarders watched as Mr. Hyunh asked, "Arnold, Arnold's girlfriend, why are you carrying a ladder in the house!"
"See, I wanted to carry it around the house, but Rhonda here said it would be easier to carry it in the house and outside to meet up with my parents, where they'll be setting up the new satellite dish!" Arnold said.
That caught Ernie, Oskar and Mr. Hyunh's attention as Ernie said, "New satellite dish? We don't have to do cable anymore?!"
"That's right." Rhonda said.
All three of the boarders looked at each other... and smiled as Ernie put the remote on the table next to the phone and started to follow the kids, Oskar and Mr. Hyunh following after them, saying, "Wait up!"
Nick smiled as he was standing in front of Olga's door and taking a deep breath as he knocked on the door. A few moments later, the door clicked open as Olga peeked out and smiled. "Hey, Nick!"
"Howdy hello to you and yours!" Nick gave a laugh. "Say, you're not busy, are you?"
"Nope. I just graded my last paper." Olga smiled as she opened the door. "Please, come on in!"
Nick gave a smile as he walked in and looked around her room. "I have to say, not too bad of a room."
"Thanks. Yeah, with Rhonda out with Arnold, it helps keep it all quiet inside." Olga gave a smile as she laid back and pulled out a Stargate book and started to read it.
"Well, if you're not busy tonight, I was wondering if you want to come hang out with me tonight?" Nick gave a small smirk to himself.
Olga raised an eyebrow as she looked up at Nick. "You know I'm dating Kevin, right?"
"Oh, yes, I'm quite aware. This is between... Stargate buddies." Nick smiled. "Or... whatever we call fans of the Stargate franchise."
"I think we're referred to as Gaters." Olga paused... as she smiled, "But if it's a Stargate thing, I suppose I wouldn't mind hanging out. Why's that?"
"Well... let's just say that there's going to be a little party with Stargate cosplayers coming to witness a brand new sensation!" Nick explained. "And they say they have a model like Stargate where when you step inside, it'll be like you travelled into another dimension!"
"Really?" Olga said in interest. 'Oh, maybe we can call Carver and he'll come with us!"
"NO!" Nick said in panic before Olga picked up her phone. Nick smiled nervously as he said, "No, no, it's okay. I already talked with your friend about it, he said he'll meet us over there!"
"Oh, really?" Olga said in excitement. "Awesome! I can't wait to dress up as Sam Carter!"
"Well, in that case, I'll be Jack O'Neill!" Nick smiled. "I just need to shave the goatee and we'll be good to go!"
"All right! I'm sure Kevin won't mind. He said he's trying to train his new partner in crime in the force, so he's going to be likely busy." Olga said.
"Little do you know..." Nick thought to himself before giving a nod. "All right, then. The... convention doesn't start until seven, so we'll leave at six-thirty."
"Six-thirty, then!" Olga smiled as Nick gave a nod.
"All right, I'll see you there!" Nick smiled as he walked out of the room and shut the door.
Olga gave a squeal of excitement as she ran over and started to go through her closet, saying, "I've been saving this costume for such an occasion!"
Little did she realize that observing from the window was a certain black haired, glasses wearing kid with a frown on his face. Quickly picking up his cell phone, he started calling a number and waited for someone to answer. As soon as he heard someone pick up, Curly quickly said, "Carver, it's Curly. Can you set up a Stargate party under a few hours using your powers at your apartment? Just... call it a hunch."
And just like that, the second part of the fifth episode will end here! How did you guys like it? Stick around, for the next part of the episode will be coming out soon! Anyway, read, review, criticize and suggest, folks!