Chapter 21 - An Important Meeting

"You must've flashbacked all the way to Bonnie's mansion, Agent K Stoppable!" Agent Trepid said.

"Final stop, the Rockwaller Mansion!" Betty called from the cab.

"We actually did?" Kim wondered, "I may need to cut down on the time for flashbacks!"
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The 18-wheeler approached the main gate of the mansion. It was right next to a service road that connected it to docking bays usually used to bring the servants' food. In the middle of that road was a sewer tunnel.

The security guard, in his mid 50s, stepped away from his post, armed with his clipboard in his hand. He approached Betty at the wheel of the vehicle.

"Name, please?" the guard asked.

"Director, Betty. We are Global Justice and we have an appointment with Miss Rockwaller concerning the Fannie Awards." Betty answered

"Ah, yes. Her Majesty has been execting you." the guard replied. "She is in the middle of her spa treatment but she will be with you in a couple of hours. Since your vehicle is an 18-wheeler, I would suggest you to follow the signs to the truck entrance of the mansion. There is going to be a second, more secure gate with her security forces there. I have just sent the clearance code to Tightlips and the security guard there will grant you access. From there, you can park your vehicle in the truck lot. Your party will then have to follow the posted signs that will lead you to the Main Hall."

"Thank you, sir! I'll keep that in mind!" Betty replied.

From there, the security guard opened the gates of the mansion.

Betty followed the signs of the truck entrance and drove up to the second set of gates leading to the main house. This time, it was more heavily secured with an electrified fence, and security guards with guard dogs consisting of Rottweilers and German Shepherds.

Rufus, through one of the slits of the truck, blew a raspberry at one of the guard dogs. The German Shepherd responded with a teeth-baring growl. The naked mole rat, thinking fast, made an even larger growl that made the German Shepherd whimper in fear.

Rufus giggled and laughed at the sighed of the scared dog.

The truck continued on its journey to the main entrance of the mansion.

The 18-wheeler finally came to a complete stop.

Rufus also rubbed his beady eyes and began to growl, smelling the perfume of 'L'Ascent of Rockwaller"

"Oh, yeah...we're so here!" Kim groaned, holding her nose. "The stench is seeing through the truck."

"Bon-Bon sure does know how to apply perfume." Ron admitted.

"What time is it now?" Sentinel asked to any one of the GJ agents.

"It is about 12:30pm Earth time." Slam replied, checking his watch.

"You know we have 24 time zones around the globe." Ken replied, "So I'd prefer to call it 12:30pm Central US Earth time."

"Can you stop correcting me, Agent Trepid?" Slam asked, slightly annoyed. "Where I was from, Lorwardians do not want to be messed with when irritated."

"Okay, big dude! Didn't mean to irk ya!" Ken chuckled a little, toning down the sitch.

"I'm with Slam on this. Trust me, Agent Trepid, you do not want to make a 9 1/2 foot tall, 850 pound alien angry!" Kim smirked.

Sentinel and Cajunbear, meanwhile, were slightly scared of the alien's height.

"Please don't hurt us!" Cajunbear cried, squirming.

"Mommy! I may want my mommy!" Sentinel whined.

Kim turned to the two and said, "It's no big, you two! Slam's mostly harmless!"

"Key word being 'mostly'." Betty Director inferred.

"When he goes into action, then it's a different sitch." Kim informed them.

The two KP writers sighed with relief that they won't be pounded like a flattened pancake off the side of a Mississippi highway by Slam's fists.

"Now...let's get this meeting overwith with Miss Rockwaller." the redhead replied, pressing a button to open the side of the converted 18-wheeler.

And thus, all of the occupants of the truck exited to observe the gargantuan Rockwaller mansion that sat outside of Go City.

The architecture of the Rockwaller Mansion was astounding to take a gander at. The main house was European Chateauesque and was built around the 1880s, more than likely by Vanderbilt Rockwaller, Bonnie's great-great-great-great-grandfather whom was a railroad baron. It had 35 bedrooms standing on two floors and 43 bathrooms in it, alongside with 40 fireplaces, and was filled with 19th central novelties such as forced-air heating, fire alarms, elevators and a call bell. The steeply pitched roof was punctured by 16 chimneys. The other wings of the mansion were added when her grandfathers struck it rich in the oil business

Of course, the center piece in front of the mansion was the 100-foot tall 24-karat gold statue of the Queen herself slowly rotating 24/7. The statue was pointing towards the sky.

"Ugh...she has to be the Queen of Obnoxiousville!" Kim growled. "That gold could be used for better things."

Betty found it the perfect time to converse with Kim about that topic. "Agent K Stoppable, I would like to speak with you."

"Uhh...sure, Doctor, what's the ish about it?" Kim asked.

"It is about your rivalry with Miss Rockwaller." Betty replied, "I fear it may cloud your judgment!"

"She's so not clouding my mind!" Kim replied.

"Really now, Agent? I heard your entire flashback story on the way there." Betty countered with a smirk, "Complete with your epic speech of cheerleaders!"

Kim blushed and said, "Whoops! I need to tone down the voice!"

"You need to focus on the task at hand, Agent." Betty replied, "So try to tone down your anger a little. Breathe deeply."

Kim took a deep breath and said, "Anger levels to Rockwaller are going down."

"That's the spirit!" Betty smilled.

"Miss Ego really outdid herself this time." Cajunbear snickered.

"I can see a little rust on that gold statue of hers!" Sentined grinned.

Betty, meanwhile looked at the signs and said, "Agents...and other members of the part...we should probably head towards to the Main Hall."

Electronique added, "It would have to be through this garden maze, though."

The group was looking at a garden maze that was about 40 acres long and is about 6 feet wide, barely enough for Slam to fit into it.

"Why not cut our way through it?" Slam suggested, "We can get there quicker."

"That would be under the crime file of destruction of property." Ken replied.

"Ken's right." Kim said, agreeing with her mentor, "Even though I cannot stand Bonnie's guts, and that I would like the meeting to be done quicker, we can't just stand there and crash through her stuff."

"All we have to do is to follow the signs in this maze and we'll be there quicker." Betty said,

"Race ya to the end of the maze, Doctor!" Kim grinned.

"Bring it, Agent!" Betty smiled at her employee.

"Come on, everyone. Let's go!"

So, thus, the group went into Bonnie's hedge maze.