Chapter 10 alcohol and mole rats
"Did… that woman just… Give me the MMP back right now. We need to go NOW".
Both Rons was majorly shocked as the women bleed themselves into the huge pot.
She just… I can't what...w-why is a cult for Sheila like this? Where not gonna be eaten in the bad way by her are we? Well wait hmm I don't think we're into vore… but maybe".
"Ugh".
"Give me a break, we almost died. As soon as I see Sheila it's gonna happen".
"No it's not I mean come on theirs a age gap there".
Ah yes the woman that has no problem trying to punch fourteen year olds into a coma would have a problem clashing kissers and smashing pissers with a seventeen year old. Guess to you if your age is reduced Sheila will seduce catching causes at all the Bueno Nacho play places naco style. Have all the teens named Stoppable invade her spleen No it doesn't matter to anyone else but us and her. Stop trying to cock block yourself. It's even legal where we live".
"I'm not blocking anything we don't even know if she feels that way. Since we're both the same person we both suck at girls. Whose to say she wasn't just grateful to have someone behind her back and felt obligated to thank us".
" Ah yes I too give a guy a full closet makeover so I can see his ass jingle and his balls dangle in some overly tight jeans. I also make them my favorite colors and match my style to show the world how we're like totally bestie goals. Makes tons of sense when you think about it. Get over yourself with avoiding sex talk man and shaming me about it. I guarantee even the holiest of saints know a joke or two about tasting the taint".
"I hate you so damn much...hehe haha damn it… fine let's just turn it up we'll go up to Sheila and tell her we're gonna put a ring on her and have her gushing out like bridal veil falls out her coochie walls".
" Would it be appropriate to tell Sheila to make like a roo and let us bury our Joey in her pouch...oh woah what the fuck".
The two sided mind couldn't properly think after what they saw being so shocked they stopped faking they was still paralyzed to stare straight ahead. During their conversation while healing the cult of Sheila had moved in a very large pot and placed it over wood. They'd been peacefully making soup and cutting up vegetables and everything had been peaceful until three women lit themselves on fire and jumped on the wood. The fire spread and was a green scarily close to the color of its mimicry Sheilas plasma.
"Maybe you didn't hear me the first time reconnect the MMP so we can leave".
" It's been connected, have you forgotten we was paralyzed and now where not that doesn't just happen".
"What about the burn in the back of my neck though? Theirs usually a burn… maybe being paralyzed removed it".
" A burn?…. I didn't feel anything when I was in control… but then again I'm not used to having a first hand feeling of having a neck… An image was flashed to both Rons as the MMP washed over the area. Crushed and mangled under his skin with a piece of his old spine still clutched in it was a chip. The chip was still blinking red showing the duo initials engraved into it. W. L. and K. P. Dark thoughts assaulted both of Ron's minds hard. The chip ended up in the blond's hands, his fingers rubbing the object that felt like the ultimate betrayal.
Ron's entire world shattered into pieces and with his mind shattered things around him shattered as well. He was no longer crucified and the cult around him was scared shit less at the god that randomly went crazy. They all dropped down low and started praying which saved them as wind and random items stormed around with no rhythm or reason. The building around him ripped apart and it was much worse than the tornado the village faced. Their was no Ronald to stop it as he had it much worse. His paranoia and mistrust exploded and both got attacked so badly breathing hurt and anything positive disappeared.
The tornado of emotions matched the tornado of soup making items flying around chaotic and threatening to consume everything.
The chaotic mess quickly spread and if it wasn't for how isolated the village was probably would have made the news as entire buildings flew into the air. Villagers was screaming in panic and running around trying to catch those unlucky enough to still be in the houses and fall out, not that it was needed. Despite the destruction and chaos not a single person was hurt. Anytime someone fell out of a house or had something fly towards them it would lose all momentum and stop instantly. Even the wind behind such speeds the items flew at would stop or turn into a cool breeze.
Ron's mental state was all over the place. Just like the helpless villagers the two Ron's went for a ride they couldn't escape. Ronald fared better being used to negative emotions and he slowly came back only to be reminded of the chip still in his hand and have the feelings explode on him all over again. The cycle was vicious, painting everyone as untrustworthy, doubting anything ever said by anyone until it reached a certain green face surrounded by icy walls. Did she have any reason to lie? Could she even lie? They'd been in her head slipped past everything she used to keep people out. Was that enough? Ron didn't know he couldn't understand why his best friend would do such a thing. The person he'd known almost his entire life and spent a day in his shoes literally couldn't be trusted.
More scenes panned out and fear and paranoia destroyed them. From a simple conversation with Felix about video games changed to Felix planning on backstabbing. The scenes flashed by rapidly until it reached Sheila again and the pain ceased. Ronald was able to function again and the first thing he saw was the chip but this time he had something to grasp on to. He kept the image of the peach colored Sheila close using the plasma wielding villain as a light source to keep the darkness at bay.
"We need to leave, find the guy, get it done and go… I don't care about exposing him anymore… I just want to lay down and give up".
The words shocked Ronald who just assumed he'd have to take care of his other half again. While equally as effective Ron had gotten through it faster than his other half but just stood there in the air fighting for dear life. His tight ninja suit may protect people from seeing who he was but it didn't stop Ron from noticing he was slipping. He'd been so close to giving up. Just a tiny push and Ron knew he would have ended up like Drakken and Sheila. During his desperation he screamed for anything to come and help him and the MMP delivered. It showed him what was going on the other side of the world. Of the very person holding his other half together by a string burning his old tormentor to ashes. It then showed around the two. Despite their emotional breakdowns no one was hurt except for one old man. The old man's aura was horrid when the MMP dragged him from wherever he came from. The old man was still alive and eyes was full of fear and confusion.
He wore highly expensive clothes and despite never seeing him before Ron knew him. Ron took a look to his right and saw a very far away glow. Ron knew it was happening again, something he'd tried to tap into again and again. The MMP was showing him everything he wanted. The glows became more distinct the more he looked. He saw thousands apon thousands of old school dads and cds. A computer, a flash drive, and an entire underground bunker was also highlighted.
Ron took a quick peak to his left and a little down to try and confirm something and sure enough he could make out glows. Their was two red glows and focusing on them showed two people he'd at some point have to get answers from. Wades glow had spots in it but was still fairly bright. Kim's hlow could easily rival Sheilas but she had so many dark spots it covered up majority of her aura.. The final glow glowed the brightest Sheilas pure green shown like a lighthouse beacon. Focusing on her showed much more than the other two. She sat in his bed wearing one of his old jerseys while talking to Rufus.
Rufus wasn't scared in the least with Sheila there and as Ron focused on him had turned looking at his best friend from across the world through the MMP. Smiling the naked mole rat gave him a wave and pointed at the confused villain next to him and started making loud kissing sounds. Ron watched in amusement at his little buddy teasing his… Sheila til she got annoyed and flicked him softly into a pillow. Before turning away he could hear what Rufus passed over.
"The only person who can give me that kind of lip is your owner you rat" it was said in a joking manner but still made both Rons feel good.
Ron felt empowered like never before some of the mysterious surrounding the MMP faded away. Only needing to think to go there he found himself in front of the computer with the flash drive floating up and plugging itself in. On it were thousands of videos all categorized in race and the three measurements. Ron didn't care for any of them and just tried searching for the one he wanted to see first hand. It was marked in it's only separate folder and wasn't a video of any kind, rather it was a collection of photos and documents. The documents came from GJ and covered how they got scared off. Multiple files showed the threats, bribery, and what sickened Ron the most. Knowing what that man did to women, GJ sent in a woman to 'investigate' his behavior. A quick search of the agent's name showed her fate. It was a very beautiful woman and it took a couple minutes for Ron to recognize her without the eye patch. Ron's eyes widened so far they threatened to pop out. The current Director of GJ had been used as a pawn to appease a dictator. One of the videos caught his eye because it had eye written on it. Curiosity was too much and the video had started. Betty looked horrible; she'd been abused from all the blood and scratches on her. Despite that her spirit didn't fade. She still had her back straight and was glaring daggers at the dictator who sat there eating fruits.
"This would be so much easier for you if you'd given in dear child. GJ protects from claiming those amazing curves as my own but they don't care if I toughen you up".
"Go to hell".
"Feisty... I like it. Two firecrackers in a row. You and that Go girl are very similar. It's a she you don't match up body wise or I'd take you as my fourth concubine. You know I very much hated she escaped which is why I've been a bit heavy handed with you. She was going to be my wife after I broke her. Couldn't have her trying to escape or have any fight in her now could I. How could I enjoy such a feast if the pig could reach over and kill me in an instant. Sadly today is our last day together. Your time with me was only four a week so since I never got something from you willingly I must take".
Ron watched as the old bastard still clutched in his hand pulled out a rusty tool in the video. Ron didn't have the stomach to watch the rest. It wasn't hard to imagine what happened. Betty didn't have an eyepatch in the video and now wears one.
Cough cough "so what are you huh some justice crusader or did you find out I almost touched your fruit". That sentence earned the old man getting his neck snapped but Ron managed to bring it in. His head was filled with far too much confusion to be able to deal with the old bastard in his hand.
"First thing you do with all your power is to look up Shego from my wonderful collection. What are you to her? Your body is too different from her brothers to be them. You some new mutant trying to climb his way in her pants or have you already gotten there. After four years you're the only one to come after me. I almost took away my safety measures. So hero I have a choice for you. Expose me to the world and the nuke I have set up will wipe out two million people of the earth, kill me and two million people will be erased, or you can leave. I can already tell by you teleporting me to that excrement-filled wasteland the Shego cult is located in, you're far too powerful to be locked up in a cage.
"You set up a nuke to kill your own citizens just so no one could do anything to you"?
"Of course I did. You think I'm stupid? You freaks are dangerous. At any time Hego could have busted down my door and slaughtered his way towards me or those twins could grab guns and march an army through my doors. I have to protect myself somehow. From mutants or that bitch in GJ who holds grudges".
" Oh man AM I GOING TO LOVE THIS"!!
"...why did your voice just change? Enjoy what? If I'm hurt too much the exact thing will happen".
"Shhh human garbage we've had a very very bad day while coming over here. Originally we would just have exposed you and rough you up a bit… well no need to hide now. I was fully preparing to do unspeakable things to you. I would have gotten in a lot of trouble for that. You you you you just Boosted my mood up at least 3%. I have full permission to KILL YOU".
"You wouldn't dare you think you mutants can get away for killing millions HA".
" No no no you misunderstand. See I hate you with every fiber of my being which guarantees no one on this planet can save you".
"You wouldn't dare. Come on then kill me and doom an entire city, you probably don't see them as your kind anyway freak".
That's funny coming from you. I'm a freak yet here you are threatening to blow up your own people. Even a dog knows not to bite its own pack… matter of fact I know what to do with you. Let's see how you citizens like that you would sacrifice them so your dirty laundry isn't aired out".
You think I won't? If that gets out you'd fuck my entire country anyway. We're just a tourist country, we don't even have our own currency, far more than two million will suffer and not die instantly. Please expose me to the world and doom an entire country to suffer for years to come. My country has five million people let em all suffer then.
Amusing that you try to hide behind them when their going to end your life and you was so prepared to end theirs. You want to see animals let's see what happens when they find out you tried to snake them. They'll rip into you like a pack of angry dogs. I'll even give them a treat".
With a snap of his fingers a stack of bills appeared in his hand. With another snap after dropping the money a heart monitor appeared in his hand.
"WHAT"!?
"Isn't it funny. All that power and weather you thought you had yet here you are infront of me a nobody penniless and powerless and soon to have the people you dictated about to rip you to shreds. Smile for the camera we've been live on the feed you used to spread propaganda if I'm seeing it right on your computer. So all your two million in your biggest city know and guess where you're going. If you survive the $20000 bounty on your head I'll let you live". With a quick thought the old man was sent away and within a minute the heart monitor stopped. As soon as it stopped the stack of money went away too.
Ronald sat back down at the computer downloading everything. Zoropox was a crazy time for him but it did give him Drakken's expertise with machines matched with Ronalds own genius inventing stuff became easier. His first invention was a flash drive with ten terabytes and yet it took four of them to copy everything. Luckily he'd made five back when he had Drakken's lab so their was no need to delete anything.
Ronald looked around being the pioneer for MMP connection between the two it was simple for him to start the looting. While his other half wouldn't agree it was his turn to handle the situation and why leave money to looters. Running through the mansion proved to be more fruitful than using the MMP. The MMP could do a lot but it was based on its user. Ron or Ronald wouldn't care enough to check the quality on bed sheets normally but they ended up being the softest thing Ronald had ever touched and he'd been handsy with Sheila. Luxury items quickly found themselves in the makeshift sack made from the curtains.
" Why's their so many drinks in this kitchen"? Wish I could read what it says. Oh well when in Rome even though this isn't Rome. Ronald took a small sip and spit it out gagging.
"You have to shake it before you drink it has it on the side in sign language".
" Huh wait, you're ok with me looting? I'll give it a shake but how do you know sign language"?
I don't care… it was before you arrived
" Oh… holy fuck that's good".
"God tasting second hand is weird.. but that is amazing".
Ronald took a break just allowing the MMP to collect things and downed can after can of the amazing fruity drink. After his tenth a necklace suddenly appeared in front of him and with no time to process it was on him. The necklace was beyond ugly looking like it belonged to Monkey Fist. It was a jet black monkey with diamond eyes and red ruby's going through its little body. It was built like a human but had noticeable monkey features like a hairy face and a tail. Ronald immediately tried to take it off but his own arm stopped listening to him. His arm grew blue and launched at his own face smacking him through a wall.
"Ok ok stop hitting me I get it keep ugly monkey necklace". Ronalds words didn't appease his MMP and earned him another round of try and stop hitting yourself.
Ronald looked down to see the necklace to find it was gone. Pressing his hand where it should be, it wasn't on the inside of his ninja garb either.
' Oh well the MMP must have recognized it as something of power. Maybe I can become invisible?
"Oh no we will not use that power for anything you come up with we do get it. Switch back I want to hurry back".
" Fine… we should grab something to eat. We've used a lot of our powers and it will demand from us later. Actually we should get extra, it seems Sheila has been busy as well".
"Ah feels good to be back in control ok MMP find something local that's good...oh wow that was fast".
Ron made his way to the distant glow arriving at a hotel. The hotel was a cozy place that was now empty most likely in part to the money floating around and the lack of a leader. Ron wasn't stupid enough to walk in wearing the same ninja garb broadcasted to the city. Snatching an overcoat was more than easy with the entire nearby city in anarchy. Talking off his mask, Ron just looked like any shady busybody trying to sell drugs from an overcoat.
Walking in and looking around proved to be worthless as the entire place was empty. Ron made sure to take care of the camerasso his face wouldn't be caught with an awkward angle inside the trench coat.
"This wasn't the best idea for a get up".
"Literally no one would care if they saw us. Where forgettable remember"?
"Well… seems like we're only recognized by backstabbing bastards".
"..."
"...since huh no one's here we should cook, make a big ol feast and uhhh hey maybe they have a cookbook".
"Yeah haha… ooo your right let's go to the kitchen".
Ron went through the building finding the kitchen. It had only been a little over an hour since the broadcast and it seemed this place was fairly busy. Nothing was worse than being in an unfamiliar kitchen to a chef. Trying to find ingredients was the worst luckily a nicely sized book and all the ingredients was out in the open.
" I'm not waiting for you to cook this, I want to see Sheila use our powers".
"Hey cooking is an art, it will taste far better if I do it myself besides… I wanna have Sheila actually try something I made, not the MMP".
" Ugh I just want today to be over. Having him killed and looting was fun but… just get us home ima stop paying attention".
"...Okay...yeah… it's too quiet now".
The silence bothered Ron but it didn't stop his cooking skills from shining. Ron's movements was so precise and elegant he seemed to be dancing. The only interruption was having to check the book twice to memorize the recipe. Ron finished a dinner for ten easily only focusing on his skill in cooking and not on the anxiety-inducing silence. Ron wrapped up everything nicely and took pictures of the recipes for studying later. Ron looked around and couldn't help but thinking he looked dumb.
He was in a trench coat and didn't need a mirror to know he looked like garbage. Floating around him was garbage bags he took from the hotel stuffed to the brim and circling him. In front of him was various dishes floating in front of him.
"Ok take me where I want to be… oh and put this stuff where it won't just splatter on us".
'Maybe other me will talk when we meet with Sheila… it's too quiet'.
Ron found himself in front of his kitchen table dropping off the food then found himself in his bedroom where the sheets landed on his bed and the sacks of stolen goods clutched heavily on the ground.
Below Sheila jumped up spreading the popcorn and Rufus who had been on her lap to the floor. She charged towards the kitchen but instead of finding an intruder to take her tiredness on she found a much better calorie source than the popcorn. She was shocked seeing all the food in front of her and as she turned around her hands found themselves forced behind her back. Sheila found herself looking into very depressed looking eyes she failed to realize till after she broke the kiss and took in the sight of a very bad looking Ron.
Ron had to thank the MMP when he saw Sheila's still lit hands. He could tell she was still able to move; it was more a surprise than the MMP being able to keep Sheila's hands there. Ron was saddened by the broken kiss and scared when he saw Sheila's plasma coming to his face. He jumped back and his feelings was so close to attacking him again he froze up preparing for the attack that never came. Instead he found himself forced to look down into Sheila's eyes. Did he really flinch away from her? She's always been able to switch her plasma on and off instantly.
"Ron what's wrong, why do you look like that"? She didn't wait for his answer and led him to sit at the table. Sheila pulled a chair over for herself still keeping one of her hands caressing Ron's face".
"Haha sorry about that, well now you know I wasn't joking about magic. It takes a lot out of me when I use it alot nothing food and sleep won't fix. I don't know about you but I've not gotten anything since we was together". Ron didn't know why but he found himself touching Sheila's hand and leaning forward touching foreheads with the beauty in front of him.
"Stoppable!! Okay I'm happy we're together again but you're not gonna sit here and lie to me what's wrong with you...STOP". Sheilas yell scared Ron and Rufus who had made his way to the table and tried taking a sip of what the mole rat assumed to be a new kind of soda. A tiny plasma ball nailed the can, sending it away from the shocked and terrified Rufus.
"Oh it's ok Rufus always drinks juice, it's just soda Sheila". Ron grabbed a can for himself, opening it, and brought it to his lips before Sheila could stop him. The hand that was comforting him found grabbing his throat stopping him from swallowing.
"Drop it now and spit out whatever you have in there" Sheila's growl set off something in Ron's head and he started listening, putting the soda down and grabbing a decorative dish he spat out the tiny bit he'd gotten.
"How many of those did you drink Stoppable". The tightening grip on. His throat was very effective in scaring Ron to answer quickly.
"Twenty me and Ronald split it".
"THAT'S VERY STRONG ALCOHOL YOU MORON YOU'RE DRUNK"!!!!