(Tobey's pov):
Ah my most potent archenemy, Wordgirl or should i say , ha, Becky Botsford. C'mon, it is simple to figure it out when you really try it. Who else posseses the cortex to rival your truly, the tenacity of an amazonian princess.. the belgian-chocolate coloured eyes, the crimson lips. If only our paths could have been different, if only we were...
Tobey! my mother interrups me. It's time to go to school!
Not the school. Everyday spent in that institution for mentally challenged children( if they could be called that, they were more like primates) made me lose brain cells. Every one was the same, except...Becky. Even more proof she's Wordgirl.
After arriving at school, Becky's best friend, the artistical Violet tells me in her dreamy, detached from earth voice:
Hello Tobey! It a beautiful day outside today, isn't it?
Interesting. Of all the subjects to discuss you choose the weather. Is that usual for common folk?
Knock it off Tobey! the angelic Becky tells me. Let's go somewhere else Violet.
What kind of injustice is this? I scream after Becky. I was merely asking a question...Wordgirl, I tell her smugly.
She turns around with a look of barely contained rage n her eyes than says:
If you weren't always acting like such a villain maybe Worsgirl will go out for ice cream with you!
Is that a promise, my dear? I ask her daringly
I, i...she is left speechles. What a delicious surprise. Since you're not wordgirl, my dear Becky than you wouldn't mind transmitting a message to Wordgirl. I, Tobey Mccalister the Third, portentiously swears to cease all actions of destroying the city with robuts and dedicate myself to improving it using my technologically-advanced skills, of course.
Becky what does porta, porto... means? Violet asks
Oh, portentious means something done in a pompously or overly solemn manner, so as to impress. For exemple It is very portentious of Tobey to make promises he's not going to keep in the end, Becky says irked.
Don't be so hasty to judge, my dear Becky and seeing as i have sworn not only to stop attacking the city but also to improve it, you should not look a gift horse in the mouth...Wordgirl, I say definitively.
Ugh, what do you get out of it Tobey?
I'm glad you asked, Becky, you told me yourseld. Wordgirl would go out with me for ice cream if i wasn't being...
A pint-sized tyrant with a massive ego ? Bexky took a guess.
...destructive.I finish with a glare.
I'll believe that when i see it, Tobey
Oh, believe me my dear, you shall, i told my favourite justice-loving superheroine.
The fight has just begun.
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