Beatrice was in her Silver Automaton armor, patrolling the skies of Danville and the Tri-State area. "So... no crime to report?" She asked with a bored look on her face underneath her helmet.
"Negative... it looks like a bit of a slow day. Nothing to prevent, no known schemes going on." Cricket noted, just as bored as his master. "Nothing unusual on sensors- wait... I'm picking up a temporal signature."
"Is it the Errant Traveler!? I'd kill for some time-traveling shenanigans!" Beatrice said hopefully.
"I am sending a message to her Tacho'noma... and it responded that she's acquiring confectionary... specifically swiss cake rolls," Cricket said.
"Oh you've got to be kidding me... she's always up to some sort of fun!" Beatrice said in annoyance.
"To be fair, her Tacho'noma is still unable to travel. Wait, I'm picking up another temporal signature. Not as sophisticated as a Tacho'noma but it's directly above us and-" Then something fell onto Beatrice's back. "-and has deposited an organic lifeform."
Beatrice turned around to look at this lifeform. It was about the same size as a house cat and seemed to have features that matched with a red fox, and a rabbit. It had one green eye and the other purple. It had red orange-tinted fur with grey spots. What caught Bea's eye was that this creature was wearing pants, a belt, some kind of sweater, a jacket, and a strange high-tech looking watch. Not to mention that the creature looked to be feminine in appearance.
"Uh... hello, friendly robot or person in advanced power armor. Could you please put me on the ground?" The being asked.
"Cricket, what am I looking at here?" Beatrice asked.
"According to my sensors. This seems to be a sapient female rabbit/fox hybrid. Most likely spliced together." Cricket said.
"Well, let's get her to stable ground." Beatrice then flew down to a skyscraper roof. The small creature jumped down and started kissing the ground.
"Oh, sweet ground! Still a couple of stories higher then I'd like, but I'll take what I can get." The creature said.
"Who... are you? What... are you?" Beatrice asked, her helmet disguising her voice.
"Oh... so you can talk." The creature said as she stood up. "I'm Pandora, I'm... I'm a hybrid. You mind telling me what your name is or is that classified or something?"
"You may know me, as the Silver Automaton," Beatrice said. "I am the protector of this city, and by extension the whole Earth."
"Quite a big responsibility for one person. Anyway, I'm not looking for trouble, I'm looking for someone." Pandora said frankly.
"Yes, and while I'm certain you haven't seen them. We would appreciate your help." Pandora's watch said.
Beatrice looked confused. "There's an AI in this thing, long story there." Pandora clarified.
"I understand," Beatrice said. "I also have an AI that provides me with assistance."
"Oh... you can time travel to?" Pandora asked anxiously.
"Negative... though I do know of at least one being time traveler who actively travels through time," Beatrice said earnestly.
"Really?... could you take me to this person?" Pandora asked.
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The Errant Traveler was buying up her favorite snack treats. Then without warning, Beatrice arrived. "Errant Traveler, I have someone who wishes to speak to you."
"Well, I'm busy buying up all the swiss cake rolls I can get my hands on here seat pea." The Errant Traveler said. "So please make it quick-" She then noticed Pandora. And froze. "Uh... can I have a word with you, in private?"
"Well, I don't see a reason for that." Pandora began. "But if it reassures you then-"
"I was talking to the robot, so if you'll excuse me." The Errant Traveler said as she took Beatrice aside. "Do you have any idea what she is?"
"According to-"
"And take off that helmet," The Errant Traveler said. "When I want a private conversation, I prefer if neither side of the conversation be heard."
Beatrice removed her helmet. "Alright, what is it about Pandora that has you so spooked?"
"She's an Outlander. A being from outside of this universe." The Errant Traveler said, looking panicked. "That little ball of fur could have anything with her, even without her knowing."
"Then it's a priority that she gets aid with her quest. The sooner she's gone, the less likely it is that our universe will be at threat by extra-dimensional creatures." Beatrice said clinically.
"But you have no idea what she wants!" The Errant Traveler said in a panic.
Beatrice then took a deep breath and put her helmet back on. "Pandora. Who specifically are you looking for?"
"Well... there an alternate version of me." Pandora began, followed by an explosion at a nearby bank.
"Apologies, but I must address this," Beatrice said as several criminals poured out of a bank.
Pandora climbed up a nearby lampost. "Well... this should be interesting if nothing else." Beatrice held her own against the bank robbers, this didn't last long as one of the robbers used some manner of EMP weapon. "Oh... that's going to sting." She said sympathetically, then the criminals started beating on the barely conscious robot. "Well, might as well start doing my civic duty... even if I'm not a citizen here." She then sharply whistled. "Hey! Jerkwads!"
This caught the attention of the bank robbers. "What do you want, freak?" One of the robbers said.
"See... I don't like seeing robots be treated like scrap." Pandora then jumped down to the street. "So here's the thing. You can either walk away with your dignity intact... or you can run away with your tails between your legs... or lack thereof."
"What, you know kung-fu?" Another bank robber said.
"Yes... but see, I don't need that." Pandora said proudly as she readied to snap her fingers. "Clancy, if you would?" She then snapped her fingers, causing the robber's weapons to turn to rust. Except for the EMP weapon, which she caused to fly behind her. "And for my second trick." She then snapped her fingers again, causing the robber's clothes to disintegrate. "And for my third and final-" The robbers then ran off screaming in every direction. "Oh come on! I wasn't going to kill you!... just make you wish I did!"
"H-H-Help... m-m-m-me." Beatrice croaked.
"Okay big fella. I'll try to get you out of that armor." Pandora offered.
"NO!... n-not here-here-here... somewhere-where private." Beatrice pleaded.
"Gotcha." Pandora then snapped her fingers, causing a bubble to form around Beatrice. "Hopefully nobody will see us. Now let's get you out of that armor... or look at your mechanical innards. I'm up for whichever." Pandora then looked over the armor and found an emergency release lever. "Well... here goes nothing."
Pandora then pulled on the lever, causing the armor to release Beatrice. The teenage robot gasped as the armor fell apart. "Thank you... it was scary how those robbers got the drop on me."
Pandora looked inquisitive. "Oh... you're a robot IN a power suit. That's neat." Pandora said. "Anyway, are you damaged?"
"No... my armor took the brunt of that EMP gun. If it weren't for the armor, I would've been fried." Beatrice said as she took the helmet, which fell apart in her hands. "Okay, that was way too close. And where would they have even gotten weapons like that? Even my dad's testing couldn't cause this kind of damage!"
Pandora mused on this. "Clancy? Is there anything we can do?" She asked of her AI companion.
"For a start." Clancy then disappeared the time bubble. They were now in front of the Flynn household.
"What the?!-" Beatrice said in surprise. "How did you-... that will have to wait." She said as she gathered the components for her Silver Automaton, and ran inside of the house and into the basement. "Dad! We've got a situation! Some bank robbers shorted out the Silver Automaton armor!"
There she found her dad working. "What?!... that's not good at all." Phineas said in concern as Beatrice dropped the armor on a table. "But, how did you get back?"
"HELP ME!" Pandora yelled from upstairs.
"Sweety, it's nice that you've taken an interest in ventriloquism," Phineas said. "But this isn't the time for that."
"Dad... that wasn't me," Beatrice said,
Then Pandora bolted into the basement, stripped down to her underwear, and hid in a drawer. "GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME!" Pandora shrieked as Bethany followed her.
"But I haven't given you your bath yet!" Bethany said.
"Bethany... what have we told you about torturing strange animals?" Phineas said firmly to his Human daughter.
"Animals?..." Pandora said to herself.
"Do you have her clothes?" Beatrice asked.
"Well yes Bea," Bethany said as she showed the clothes. "But I-"
"Give them to me, please," Beatrice said firmly, reluctantly Bethany gave the small set of clothes to Pandora. "I'm sorry about this... just be glad you didn't meet Bethany before she went to therapy."
Pandora then jumped out, now fully clothed. "Kid, you ever try that again, and I will bite your face off!" She said furiously.
Bethany just ran off. "Seriously?" Beatrice said incredulously.
"Look, it may not look it. But I've had a pretty rough week. I spent entirely just to find my way to this universe. AFTER being in a universe that was a giant Naturalist club... so, please. Forgive me if my fuse is a little short!" Pandora said irately.
"Yeah, we don't allow Bethany any pets. They tend... become miserable and want to leave." Phineas said.
"No fooling about the pets, the last one was a cat that clawed her face off... and also turned out to be an alien that was seeking to take over Earth and turn it into a colony world," Beatrice said frankly. "But enough about us, you mind telling us a little about you?"
Pandora took a deep breath. "That... is a very long, and complicated story. Clancy, could you upload the relevant information to Bea?"
"Roger," Clancy said.
Beatrice's senses were then overwhelmed by what Clancy was showing her. "Warning: Temporal data is overwhelming-"
'I can see this Cricket! I just... HOW DID THIS LITTLE FUR BALL ALMOST DESTROY EVERYTHING?!" Beatrice said in pain.
"I am afraid that the specific science is beyond me... would you prefer to review the relevant events," Cricket said.
'Yeah... yeah that would be more manageable.' Beatrice said.
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"So let me get this straight," Beatrice said when she and Cricket finished analyzing the data from Clancy. "You created a time machine. The first time, your mother used it to undo a Robot Apocolypse. Then after that, that created a timeline where you became embittered after a business partner threw you out of your company. Then after a few more adventures, you found an in-between space where the laws of normal time didn't apply. And with the help of many other Pandora's from different universes who had undergone similar betrayals. You all set out to avenge yourselves, and remake your universes in your images."
"Yes... unfortunately, they were all blinded to the risks. Namely, that doing all of this INSIDE of the Timeless Void threatened all of creation. So the Clancy's rebelled and brought in each version of my parents... at least as many as they could find. And after literal eons of fighting through our base, the Citadel Out of Time, my parents and their counterparts won." Pandora said in regret.
"And after that, some sort of... entity called Sarthoreal, who was responsible for setting all of this in motion in the first place was killed. Before he could distort those timelines." Beatrice said.
"Yes, usually by an incarnation of the Norse god, Thor," Pandora said.
"And now you and several other Pandora's are scouring the multi-verse. Looking for any Pandora's that still want to follow through on, or keep them from harming the multi-verse." Beatrice summarized.
"Yeah... and let me tell you something. Scouring the multi-verse for rogue Pandora's is exhausting!" Pandora said. "But in all seriousness though. CLANCY!" She shouted at her watch. "Where. Is. The Pandora. From this Universe?!" She said harshly.
Then Phineas showed a tablet. "I was wondering where I saw you before! Ferb and I made this a few months ago." He then showed a live feed of a fox/bunny hybrid in a cage.
Pandora looked dumbstruck. "Clancy... is that the Pandora we're looking for?"
"Negative," Clancy said.
"I see... Mr. Flynn, why did you and this Ferb make an obvious hybrid of a rabbit and a fox?" Pandora said as her eye twitched.
"Well, we thought that a fox/rabbit hybrid would be neat," Phineas said, oblivious at how baffled and angry Pandora was looking.
"Oh boy," Beatrice said with concern as she wrapped her arms around Pandora's waste.
"You... you played in Frith's domain... because it was 'neat'?" Pandora said. "YOU THOUGHT THIS WAS NEAT!? I WAS CREATED BY A MAD SCIENTIST IN A COMPLICATED SCHEME FOR WORLD DOMINATION!" She shouted, attempting to lunge at Phineas.
"Cricket! I need a tazin'!" Beatrice said, followed by a shock to Pandora. "Pandora... my dad does this sort of thing all of the time. He, and Uncle Ferb, and to a lesser extent Great-Uncle Heinz create things... just to see if it can be done. Sometimes just the one time, other times more than once." Beatrice said, attempting to calm down the angry hybrid. "But as strange as it is for dad to take the time to perform a crossbreeding experiment like this. It's not that big of a deal. Last week, he made a yodeling eggplant that aspired to take over the world after it gained self-awareness... so at least this one isn't doing that."
Pandora relented. "I... I am just really... really frustrated." She then looked at her watch. "Clancy, either tell me who exactly I'm looking for here. Or I'm going to risk stranding myself in this universe, and destroy you utterly."
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About an hour later. Pandora and Beatrice arrived at a Slushy Dawg. "-so there are five androids like you?"
"My cousin's share my design... same as Beauregard... who is a can of worms I don't want to open," Beatrice said. "But what I'd like to know, is why we need to come here to get information on who you're looking for. AND how it relates to that EMP weapon." She got her answer as Xileen, the giant alien hedgehog. "Oh no..." Beatrice said in disbelief. Remembering all too well the incident surrounding his short-lived career as a soda jerk.
"You... are the biggest hedgehog I've ever seen," Pandora said in surprise. "Well, the second biggest. There was that Spiny Norman guy."
"Look, Xileen. I don't want to fight, I have a few questions. Have you seen someone who looks like her? And do you know if anyone has been moving alien technology, specifically EMP based weapons?" Beatrice asked.
Xileen just blinked. "I man the register... it's the only thing these people trust me with."
"Look, buddy... if you do this. I might be able to hook you up with something that will give you an edge." Pandora offered.
"What kind of an edge?" Xileen asked cautiously.
"The kind, that will allow you to follow your dreams. Not languish in the fast-food industry." Pandora said.
"How do I know you're being serious?" Xileen asked.
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Several minutes later, the kitchen had been reformated into an advanced production facility that produced food far faster than ever. "Okay, I suppose you're telling the truth," Xileen said.
"Now talk," Beatrice said in annoyance.
"Well... there is a guy, who looks fairly close to your new friend here. 'Cept he's got four arms and spines on his back. He works as a black-market vendor. Here's the address where you can find him." Xileen then gave the girls a note. "But he's only open on weekends. So it's going to be a while before you can see him."
"Thank you, now one last thing... I'd like a fish sandwich." Pandora said, Xileen just handed her the sandwich. "I don't know why you dislike this guy so much. He's nice."
"And I drank his milk," Beatrice said bluntly.
Pandora paused. "...excuse me?"
"When he first came to Earth, he opened a milkshake bar... and SOMEONE thought that using his milk in his product was a good idea!" Beatrice said indignantly at Xileen.
Pandora looked back and forth between Xileen and her sandwich. She then took a bite of her sandwich. "Well, the sandwich is good at any rate." She then opened a time portal. "Well, see you next week, Bea." She said as she walked through.
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Pandora then reappeared at the alleyway that Xileen had directed. "What took you so long?" Beatrice asked, suited up in a new suit of Silver Automaton armor.
"Time Travel." Pandora then looked Beatrice up and down. "You sure you want to use that?"
"Funny thing about having a week to prepare... dad took the precaution of upgrading my equipment. This suit is now more resistant to the EMP blasts from weapons like the one that disabled the last suit." Beatrice explained, she then sighed. "I tell you, that suit helped me fight off the Sym'ian's. It saw me through adventures with Stellar Imperium and his friends. It even gave me an edge over-"
"Look, I'm not trying to be rude. But we need to focus on nailing this guy." Pandora interrupted. "You can reminisce later." The two then went into the alleyway. Finding a vendor's stall. And behind it was Pandora's male, alien doppelganger. "Wait back here Bea, I'll see how much I can get him to talk. Clancy, let Beatrice hear us." She then sashayed to the stall
"Ah! A customer! What can I interest ya' in darlin'?" The slimy sounding alien asked.
"You got any weapons? Say, of an Electric Magnetic Pulse persuasion?" Pandora asked, disguising her disgust with this obvious alien lowlife.
"You want a piece of that Silver Automaton to?" The alien doppelganger asked. "Man, that guy wasn't foolin' when he said every lowlife in this burg would want one of these."
"What guy?" Pandora asked.
"Well your not going to believe this. But it was a Yoral!" The alien doppelganger said. "This here gun is a hybrid of Yoral and Cy'tarian tech." He said as he produced a small cylinder-shaped object. "They call it a V'haack-117 Anti Electronic Defence Device. Most of the humans they've gotten there mitt's on one just call it the EMP gun." The alien said. The gun then changed to the same weapon that she saw before.
"Oh... yeah that might a little too big for me to just carry around," Pandora noted. "Do you have anything in a smaller size?"
"Not to worry. This darlin' can change it' size for convenience." The alien said as the gun changed to a smaller size for him to hold properly. "But it packs the same punch as it does for bigger species."
"I see... well let me ask you something. Why do this in the first place? Why sell advanced weapons like this on a primitive world, just to kill an innocent robot, who just wants to make a better place?" Pandora asked.
"Are you a cop?" The alien asked suspiciously.
"Well, my parents are-" The alien then drew four guns on her. "-and that's a sore spot for you."
Beatrice then charged at him. "Holy!-" The alien was taken by surprise as Beatrice grabbed him by the throat and blunged him into the wall.
"Who are you? Why are you selling these weapons? Why did you accept this commission? What is your relation to the Nai'xalat named Xileen?" Beatrice barked.
"W-W-Well... ma' name's Pa'vorka Nille-Vok. I'm sellin' these guns, cause that Yoral wanted me to sell 'em here. I'm short on money, and in a LOT of debt to the Nebula Mob. And all I do with that Nai'xalat was buying his milk! The stuff smells nasty, but it's got over a thousand uses..." Pa'vorka said, panicking. "H-H-How's about we make a deal? You let me go, and I'll give you a book on how to use that milk!"
"Negative, I've only had one exposure to Nai'xalatan milk. Never. Again." Beatrice said grimly. "Do you have any devices that relate to temporal mechanics on your person?"
"What? Like an FTL engine? I only know how to patch those I swear!" Pa'vorka begged.
"Enough!" Pandora said. "Clancy, is this guy a credible threat to the multi-verse?"
"Negative," Clancy said.
"Now I know you want to kill him... but look at him," Pandora said to Beatrice. "He's just some bottom feeder trying to make ends meet. He's not even smart enough to have made these weapons himself.
"Cruel... but accurate suger." Pa'vorka said.
"And if you flirt with me again, you're losing your face regardless." Pandora seethed. "Regardless, would it even make sense to kill someone who barely has a life as is?"
"Your... your logic, is sound." Beatrice then let go of Pa'vorka. "You're to contact your supplier, and tell him that you're going out of your deal."
"Bot... it would be kinder if ya'll just kill me right here an' now. You don't turn your back on Yoral's... not even the even-tempered ones." Pa'vorka said.
"You are working for renegade Yoral's from the future. They seek the eradication of Humanity." Beatrice said.
Pa'vorka just sighed. "Would ya'll believe me if I said that this is the third time I've stumbled into this sorta' thing?"
"Just. Do it." Beatrice commanded.
Pa'vorka relented and called his supplier.
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Meanwhile, onboard the Vow of Vengeance. "-so would anyone like to tell me why I was kept out of the loop about these?" Beauregard said in irritation as he brandished one of the Vigilant's V'haack-117 Anti Electronic Defence Device.
"My child... you cannot deny your sister, and the newer BEA-Droid's will be a threat to our conquest." The Eternal King reasoned.
"I understand, more then anyone here knows's," Beauregard said irately. "But I will not abide by my family being harmed in such a matter, and keep quiet about it!"
Ty'raka then took out his communications device. It was flashing. "Speaking of which, this should be that smuggler I hired to get the V'haack's to Earth." He then answered, showing a hologram of Pa'vorka.
"Uh... I-I'm backing out of the deal." Pa'vorka said.
"What?" Ty'raka said flatly.
"See... it's a bit of a story. But in a nutshell... I've been found out." Pa'vorka said meekly.
"By. Whom?" Ty'raka seethed.
"By me, old friend," Beatrice said sardonically.
Ty'raka snarled. "BLAST YOUR HIDE!" He roared. "It was so simple, I sold you the V'haack's for a Chronous-Spaa's ransom. More than enough to pay off your debts! Then you were to sell them to the criminals of Danville to give them an edge against her! Then they were to organize and... look... you have nothing to fear from me." Ty'raka said as he tried to keep regain his calm.
"Oh..." Pa'vorka said in surprise. "Well, that's ta-"
"The Eternal King, on the other hand." Ty'raka said, the Eternal King then snapped his fingers. Pa'vorka then started to convulse in pain. "He is far less forgiving to failure."
"What in tarnation!... I... I don't feel so good!" Pa'vorka said as he turned to ash. Shocking both Beatrice and Pandora.
"And for my parting gift. Vala'ara T-Shunka!" Ty'raka said, followed by every V'haack gun exploding. He then hung up his communicator.
"What were you expecting? Hiring a common meat bag criminal to organize dregs into an effective deterrent against the Silver Automaton?" Doombringer gloated. Then Beauregard fired a laster shot at the Cy'tarian warlords head.
"HER NAME. IS BEATRICE!" Beauregard roared, then he stormed out of the meeting room. Grumbling under his breath, eventually he arrived at his private lab, where Draco was residing.
"What is the matter creator?" Draco asked.
"Disengage Override Command Code Epsilon," Beauregard said, then Draco revered to his default state.
"What wrong dada?" Draco asked.
"Uh... it's work kiddo. Ty'raka developed some weapons behind my back, ones that specifically can harm BEA-Droids like us." Beauregard said.
"Why?" Draco asked innocently.
"To give him an edge over your aunts and uncles on Earth!... and probably to destroy us!" Beauregard said in frustration.
"But... we do nothing wrong!" Draco said. "We do everything Eternal King ask's us to do!"
"I know... but some people just cannot... I mean I've put up with that scrap-head Ty'raka, and Doombringer! But do I ever get any respect from anyone onboard this ship?! I don't breath a word of complaint, but the only people who acknowledge me is Monicletron and Sool-Aaris... the latter treats me like a child, and the former calls me by name in the halls..." He then growled in frustration as he screamed into a pillow.
"Me Draco, love you, daddy." The giant BEA-Droid said as he nuzzled his creator.
"Thanks, champ... the invasion of Earth cannot come soon enough," Beauregard said.
"What are Aunt Beatrice, Aunt Jennifer, Aunt Veronica, Uncle Norman, and Uncle Jonah like?" Draco asked.
"Well, I only briefly met them. But from what I detected. Jonah's a bit smart aleck, but he's got a big heart and he wants to help. Norman's quiet, but has a trail of snark a mile wide and skill with science. Veronica is a ball of sunshine despite being a perfectionist and her... family misfortunes. Jennifer is confident but tends to obsess over things to outlandish degrees." Beauregard rattled off. "Of course, that's just from ambient scans of there personality matrices... Beatrice though. She was the first of us... and the best of us." He said wistfully.
"Then why Aunt Beatrice fight you?" Draco asked.
Beauregard just looked forlorn. "I... she was ordered to by our mutual creator. He overrode her volition, and ordered her to stop me by force." He then snorted. "That man had the gall to say we're his children, and yet he uses what is effectively mind control on us. Just because he couldn't see the necessity to subjugate mankind!"
Draco moaned. "Is... is it same thing you do with me?" He asked.
"Is it the same command? Yes, yes it is. But you remember how you were when you were born. It's taken this long just to ensure that you're sane in default mode." Beauregard said. "But don't worry... after this is done. We won't need override commands. We won't need the Vigilant of Ic'thao. We won't need the Eternal King... I just need a nap." He then plugged himself into his Quantum Android Forge. Followed by Draco himself plugging himself in, and snuggling with his creator.
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Three days passed, with Pandora staying with the Flynn's. Exchanging her scientific knowledge with Phineas, and in turn, managing to talk him into sharing some of his company's technology with her. "Well... it was nice meeting you guys," Pandora said as she opened a time portal to continue her journey through the multi-verse. "I'd stay... but I've still got some work to do."
"Feel free to stop by any time." Isabella offered.
"We'll see, no promises," Pandora said.
"I'm sorry that I stripped you naked." Bethany apologized.
"Hey, I've been through much worse," Pandora said.
"Thank's for all the scientific data. Ferb and I will put it to good use." Phineas said.
"Likewise," Pandora said.
"Good luck out there," Beatrice said.
"And good luck with your cousins, and the possible alien invasion," Pandora said. "And your crush's on-"
"And there's goodbye and farewell," Beatrice said as she shoved Pandora through the portal, into the space between universes.
"Bea... is there something you want to talk with us about?" Isabella asked of her daughter.
Beatrice just sighed in resignation. "I want to help my cousins with there personal problems, but I don't want to meddle in their lives. I'm anxious about the possibility of the Vigilant of Ic'thao invading Earth." She then scratched the back of her head. "And... well... I have a crush on Mathew and Daniel but I don't know which one to go out with, if at all!"
"Don't worry about it, Beatrice," Phineas said reassuringly. "Your mom and I will help you." Then he and his wife hugged there robot daughter.
"Thanks, guys," Beatrice said appreciatively.
Bethany just reacted in disgust. "You like Mathew and Daniel? But they're weird."
"Yes... that's the take away from what I just said." Beatrice responded sarcastically. "Would you prefer I carried a torch for Duncan or Sir Meanqy?" Bethany just went back into the house and closed the door. "And if last time is any indication, were locked out of the house again."
