A.N. - Final chapter. It is terribly short, but really this epilogue scene will be continued in the sequel! In fact, there will be TWO sequels to be on the look out for soon. A Scientific Conundrum (a direct continuance of this fic) and Scientist Overboard (not a direct sequel, but a sequel in the fact the dorks are dating). This has been a fun ride with you all, and I want to thank you all for reading and your reviews and likes! When I started this fic, I anticipated it to be 4 chapters long and not very well received, you guys have been awesome, and I learned that I absolutely cannot estimate chapter length of my fics. I look forward to hearing from you all again when the sequels begin to emerge. If you have ideas for the dorks you'd like to share, feel free to leave them in your comments, or message me! I love hearing feedback! Now without further ado, here is the final chapter.


Chapter 30: Epilogue

The door above slammed shut behind him as Blowhole descended the ramp to the room below. Dangling above a large pot of boiling oil was one Blue Hen in a cage. He rolled closer and looked at her. "Comfortable?"

"Not particularly."

"Good." He looked at the control panel before him, his flipper hovering over the buttons. "Now let's see...Which button shall I press?"

"Why are you doing this?"

"You're seriously asking me that?" Blowhole rolled his eye. "I let you into my lair. I let you attend one of my parties. I let you socialize with several big dogs of villainy. And how did you repay my generosity?" He narrowed his eye at her. "By stealing my invention, turning two of my very own lobsters against me, kidnapping my boyfriend, and nearly diabologizing my arch. I have dibs for that."

"So what?" The hen swallowed slightly, looking at the oil below her. "I'm a villain. You're a villain. It's what we do."

Blowhole looked up at her. "No, that's what low level villains do. Villains with class do not steal 4from other villains unless it is earned revenge. And Blue, you really pecked off more than you could handle stealing from me."

"So you're going to fry me just for a little petty theft? You're bluffing. You wouldn't actually—"

A smirk darkened his face and he chuckled. "I suppose we will have to see about that, won't we?"

At this moment, the door opened above and Red One stepped onto the ramp. "Doc!"

"What now?" He sighed, turning and looking up at him.

"Kowalski's at the door."

Blowhole considered this and looked back at Blue. "Go ahead and let him in, I'll be there in just a moment, Red One."

"Gotcha, Doc." The lobster scuttled out and the door closed behind him.

"Let's see, now back to the buttons." His flipper danced between a couple buttons, before he just shrugged and pressed the green one before rolling up the ramp. He paused at the top and looked back at her. "If you cross me again, Blue. It will be the last time." He then rolled out the door.

Blue squawked as the cage dropped suddenly. However, it stopped just above the oil and the side opened. "Oh!"

Two lobsters stepped out from the shadows of either side of the room. "Follow us."

"And what if I don't?" She looked at them with squinted eyes.

The lobsters looked nonplussed. "We are under orders that if you do not allow yourself to be escorted out, then we are to put you back in the cage and let it continue into the oil."

Blue sighed and nodded her head slightly. "Fine. But this is not the last of this. I'll have my revenge for this embarrassment."

"We'll be sure to pass your regards to the Doc. This way."

"And be sure to keep quiet. If he hears you, he'll trigger the alarms and once again, you'll be returned to the fryer."

"Alright, alright, I get it." She rolled her eyes, hopping down. "I'll be quiet. Sheesh."

The lobsters nodded and opened a smaller backdoor and motioned for her to go first. And thus the Blue Hen made her quiet getaway from Blowhole's lair.