Hi! I'm writing some more. I was overwhelmed by the response I got to this fic so I just had to continue it. See! Reviewing does help! For the most part, you guys seemed to want more romance. I'll try and fulfill that wish, but I'm afraid I'm not as good at writing romance as I am action. So the action will stay in as well. Anyway, there is tons of action in the show! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Love you guys!
After an uneventful drive home, Dorothy and Roger sat at the dinner table. Dorothy kept looking up from the food to glance at Roger, and Roger did the same for her.
A badly bruised Trent walked slowly into the Boss's office.
"You screwed the whole thing up didn't you?" questioned the Boss.
Trent nodded weakly.
"You didn't even see the android?"
"Actually I did. But she didn't do much. She didn't act like you said she would. She didn't fight at all," Trent replied.
"hmmmm really?" the Boss said quietly, " Maybe we should just examine her our selves."
Dorothy's fingers flew effortlessly over the piano keys. Sometimes playing the piano helped to clear her mind. She had been doing a lot of that lately. Only one thing seemed to be on her mind lately.
"Roger," she whispered.
"Taking a break? I thought androids didn't get tired," said a voice in the doorway.
Dorothy looked up to see Roger standing there with a cup of coffee.
"I'm don't get tired," Dorothy said.
"Then why did you stop playing?" asked Roger.
Dorothy realized that she had indeed stopped playing.
"Sorry. I was thinking."
"So what do you androids think about then?"
Dorothy froze.
'What should I say? Think Dorothy think!'
She began playing the piano again very loudly.
"Oooo. Must be good if you won't share!" said Roger.
Dorothy played even louder.
"Heh heh. Must be a guy then," said Roger sarcastically.
Dorothy whipped her head up and stared at him.
Roger looked extremely shocked.
"A-a guy!?! You? What?!?"
"And you find this so hard to believe?" retorted Dorothy.
"Well... you're an android. You don't... feel."
"How would you know? I happen to feel as much as you or any human at that," Dorothy said.
Roger looked at her eyes. She was serious, but then when wasn't she serious.
"Well, whoever the guy is, he is the luckiest man in the world," he said quietly as he walked out of the room.
Dorothy just sat there at the piano.
'Did he just say that?' thought Dorothy. If he was jealous that would mean that...
A smile crept upon Dorothy's lips.
She reached up to her face. She was actually smiling.
Trent stomped into the lair.
"Come on guys. The boss has something else for us to do now."
"What! We just got beaten up by that negotiator and he wants us to go out and do another job?" said Bunce.
"Quite true, but it has to do with the negotiator. How would you boys like some revenge?"
All the men nodded their heads. That last fight was embarrassing. They needed to redeem themselves in their boss's eyes.
"Great! So here is what we are going to do..."
Roger stood in his sitting room looking out the window.
'I can't believe I actually said that out loud,' he thought.
Dorothy walked quietly into the room.
"Roger?"
He turned around to look at her.
"What you said..." she whispered.
"You heard that?"
"You were jealous weren't you."
"I-I-I" Roger stuttered.
"What cause would you have for being jealous?"
Roger blushed lightly.
"Well you see... I ... um..."
Dorothy inched closer to him and cocked her head to one side.
"I don't think you have much to be worried about," she whispered.
Roger smiled. He bent closer to her and lowered his head toward hers.
She tilted her head upward and leaned in...
CRASH
The windows shattered as six men in black flew threw them. Trent and his men rolled onto the carpet and got up.
"Hey Negotiator. We meet again," Trent said.
"Now this is unforgivable!" Roger said angrily.
"It gets better!" screamed Rosen as he lunged forward at Roger.
He tackled Roger right into a wall. Roger felt his body hit the wall hard, but managed to flip over Rosen and slam his head against the ground. They continued to hit each other with their fists.
Dorothy ran at the King, Bunce, Jake and Alred. She brought her fist right into King's stomach, bringing him to his knees.
Trent calmly pulled his stun gun out of his pocket and walked toward Dorothy.
Dorothy punched the last of the four and quickly turned around, but not fast enough to catch the stun gun getting her in the neck. She fell limply to the ground.
"Okay men! We have our prize!" Trent yelled.
The men grunted as they cradled their bruised limbs. They got up and climbed out of the windows.
Roger struggled to get up.
"Dorothy!" he said weakly.
"Sorry Negotiator!" Trent said as he hefted Dorothy over his shoulder and crumpled a little under her weight. "Whoa! Not as dainty as she looks!"
He headed towards the window where he handed Dorothy to one of the men to take down.
"Have a nice day Negotiator!" he said as he disappeared from sight.
Roger collapsed onto the ground.
"Dorothy..."
OOOO! That's it for now! Uh... I had major writers block. If it weren't for FuuMegami, this fic would never have been finished. Thanks Fuu! Please review! I tried to put more romance in, so tell me if you think it was enough or still needs more ( ^_^;; ) I would like to mention the fic done by Windy Fuu and Fiery Nova (Fuu and me). It is a fic where Dorothy and Nova are private detectives. Very funny!
REVIEW!!!
-Nova Forever!!!
After an uneventful drive home, Dorothy and Roger sat at the dinner table. Dorothy kept looking up from the food to glance at Roger, and Roger did the same for her.
A badly bruised Trent walked slowly into the Boss's office.
"You screwed the whole thing up didn't you?" questioned the Boss.
Trent nodded weakly.
"You didn't even see the android?"
"Actually I did. But she didn't do much. She didn't act like you said she would. She didn't fight at all," Trent replied.
"hmmmm really?" the Boss said quietly, " Maybe we should just examine her our selves."
Dorothy's fingers flew effortlessly over the piano keys. Sometimes playing the piano helped to clear her mind. She had been doing a lot of that lately. Only one thing seemed to be on her mind lately.
"Roger," she whispered.
"Taking a break? I thought androids didn't get tired," said a voice in the doorway.
Dorothy looked up to see Roger standing there with a cup of coffee.
"I'm don't get tired," Dorothy said.
"Then why did you stop playing?" asked Roger.
Dorothy realized that she had indeed stopped playing.
"Sorry. I was thinking."
"So what do you androids think about then?"
Dorothy froze.
'What should I say? Think Dorothy think!'
She began playing the piano again very loudly.
"Oooo. Must be good if you won't share!" said Roger.
Dorothy played even louder.
"Heh heh. Must be a guy then," said Roger sarcastically.
Dorothy whipped her head up and stared at him.
Roger looked extremely shocked.
"A-a guy!?! You? What?!?"
"And you find this so hard to believe?" retorted Dorothy.
"Well... you're an android. You don't... feel."
"How would you know? I happen to feel as much as you or any human at that," Dorothy said.
Roger looked at her eyes. She was serious, but then when wasn't she serious.
"Well, whoever the guy is, he is the luckiest man in the world," he said quietly as he walked out of the room.
Dorothy just sat there at the piano.
'Did he just say that?' thought Dorothy. If he was jealous that would mean that...
A smile crept upon Dorothy's lips.
She reached up to her face. She was actually smiling.
Trent stomped into the lair.
"Come on guys. The boss has something else for us to do now."
"What! We just got beaten up by that negotiator and he wants us to go out and do another job?" said Bunce.
"Quite true, but it has to do with the negotiator. How would you boys like some revenge?"
All the men nodded their heads. That last fight was embarrassing. They needed to redeem themselves in their boss's eyes.
"Great! So here is what we are going to do..."
Roger stood in his sitting room looking out the window.
'I can't believe I actually said that out loud,' he thought.
Dorothy walked quietly into the room.
"Roger?"
He turned around to look at her.
"What you said..." she whispered.
"You heard that?"
"You were jealous weren't you."
"I-I-I" Roger stuttered.
"What cause would you have for being jealous?"
Roger blushed lightly.
"Well you see... I ... um..."
Dorothy inched closer to him and cocked her head to one side.
"I don't think you have much to be worried about," she whispered.
Roger smiled. He bent closer to her and lowered his head toward hers.
She tilted her head upward and leaned in...
CRASH
The windows shattered as six men in black flew threw them. Trent and his men rolled onto the carpet and got up.
"Hey Negotiator. We meet again," Trent said.
"Now this is unforgivable!" Roger said angrily.
"It gets better!" screamed Rosen as he lunged forward at Roger.
He tackled Roger right into a wall. Roger felt his body hit the wall hard, but managed to flip over Rosen and slam his head against the ground. They continued to hit each other with their fists.
Dorothy ran at the King, Bunce, Jake and Alred. She brought her fist right into King's stomach, bringing him to his knees.
Trent calmly pulled his stun gun out of his pocket and walked toward Dorothy.
Dorothy punched the last of the four and quickly turned around, but not fast enough to catch the stun gun getting her in the neck. She fell limply to the ground.
"Okay men! We have our prize!" Trent yelled.
The men grunted as they cradled their bruised limbs. They got up and climbed out of the windows.
Roger struggled to get up.
"Dorothy!" he said weakly.
"Sorry Negotiator!" Trent said as he hefted Dorothy over his shoulder and crumpled a little under her weight. "Whoa! Not as dainty as she looks!"
He headed towards the window where he handed Dorothy to one of the men to take down.
"Have a nice day Negotiator!" he said as he disappeared from sight.
Roger collapsed onto the ground.
"Dorothy..."
OOOO! That's it for now! Uh... I had major writers block. If it weren't for FuuMegami, this fic would never have been finished. Thanks Fuu! Please review! I tried to put more romance in, so tell me if you think it was enough or still needs more ( ^_^;; ) I would like to mention the fic done by Windy Fuu and Fiery Nova (Fuu and me). It is a fic where Dorothy and Nova are private detectives. Very funny!
REVIEW!!!
-Nova Forever!!!