Chapter 5
Will the real Genius please stand up?
Max: They say if you don't learn from history, you are bound to repeat it. And reruns always air on weekdays when you're in… the Leeds Zone.
Location: N-Tek (Team Steel Op Room)
Mission: Operation Dumb and Dumber
Operative: Lizzie Worthington
Berto walked into the team steel op room. He had been at lunch and was returning to work. It had been over a week since he had last seen Lizzie. She had spent a lot of time at Rachel's house, and some time with Josh. At first he had been worried, but now he was kind of enjoying the fact that she was avoiding him. It was certainly quieter around
N-Tek lately. He walked over to his chair and sat down. The second he sat down he felt something stick him on the hand. He looked down and saw a little silver spider on his hand. Mechanical obviously. Berto yelped and shook the spider off. He then began to get up and go to get some help. But before he was even half way across the room he collapsed onto the floor. The last thing he saw before blacking out was a little figure standing in the shadows watching him.
A few hours later Berto was awaken by someone shaking him.
"Berto. Berto wake up! Come on Bro," a voice called.
Berto stirred slightly but didn't wake up.
"It's not working," said the voice. "Maybe you should kiss him like on Snow White," the voice then suggested.
"You must be out of you bloody mind Mr. Steel," another voice snapped. "Go get me a bottle of hot sauce. I'll wake him up."
"Aaah," screamed Berto sitting up hastily.
"Well what do you know," said Rachel. "It worked."
Max started to laugh.
"Good one Rach," he complimented.
"Oooh," groaned Berto.
"Berto are you ok," asked Rachel concernedly.
"No," whined Berto. "My uh… uh… thing hurts," he said, pointing at his head.
"Your thing," asked Max confused.
"Yeah," said Berto. "You know this thing right here," he explained pointing to his head once again.
A concerned look crossed Rachel's face.
"Berto do you mean your head is hurting," she asked slowly.
"Yeah that's it," cried out Berto. "My head."
Max and Rachel exchanged looks.
"Bro maybe we should take you to the doctor," Max suggested.
Berto shook his head.
"No need to I'm fine," Berto said confidently.
"Are you sure," Rachel asked.
"Sure I am," replied Berto.
"Ok then get back to work," Rachel snapped. "You to Mr. Steel. N-tek does not pay you to stand around doing nothing. Max you and I will do a training session and Berto you get me that report on the new nuclear fission project," Rachel ordered.
"The report on the what," Berto asked dumfounded.
"The report on the new nuclear fission project," Rachel said drawing each word out slowly.
Berto started scratch his head.
"I don't know what in the world you're talking about Rachel," Berto said sincerely. "I can't even remember what this thing is that I'm scratching."
Max gulped.
"Uh oh," he muttered. "Berto what in the square root of ten," asked Max.
"A circle," answered Berto.
Max looked at Rachel and vice versa.
"Berto how did Neil Armstrong make it to the moon, asked Rachel.
"Uh a taxi," answered Berto.
"Berto who is the president of the United States," yelled Rachel.
"Madonna," answered Berto.
"Whose face is on the dollar bill?"
"God's?"
"What color is the sky?"
"Green."
"Berto what's two plus two," Max yelled.
"Six," answered Berto.
"Oh my Lord," said Rachel shocked. "You know what this means don't you," she asked Max.
Max nodded his head.
" Yeah…Berto has been kidnapped by aliens so they can begin their conquest of our solar system. And they sent a stupid version of him to replace him," Max said in a panic.
Rachel smack Max against his head.
"No you idiot. Berto has lost all his smartness," Rachel explained.
"Oh, said Max rubbing his head. "Well how do you think it happened," he asked.
"I think it's quite obvious. Don't you," she asked.
Max shook his head.
Rachel sighed. She picked up her cell phone, and quickly dialed a number.
"Hello," said a voice.
"Hello," said Rachel.
"Hello," asked the voice.
"Hello," said Rachel a little louder.
"Hello," screamed the voice.
Rachel's face turned red.
"Hel…."
"Ha ha just kidding," laughed the voice. "You have reached the Dread residence. I'm not available because I'm either taking over the world, or get a massage by my new hot girlfriend, Veronica. Please leave a message after the beep and I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Beep!"
Rachel screamed and through her phone on the ground.
"That man is such an idiot," she yelled. "See if I ever go out him again," she added quietly to herself.
Max sighed.
"Well I guess we should get Berto to the med bay," Max said sadly. "Maybe someone there can figure out what's wrong with him."
"Good idea," said Rachel, wondering what Veronica must look like.
The two of them grabbed an arm and led Berto out the door.
None of them ever even noticed the little girl smiling in the shadows.
Mission status: Complete
Orders:
1. Begin phase two.
2. Make some prank phone calls to Dread.
Notes: Revenge is sweet!
Max: Einstein, Beethoven, Michael Angelo, All these geniuses have one thing in come. None of them had to protect their genius inside… The Leeds Zone.
Ah! Finally another chapter. Who knew it would be so hard to write a humor story when you're depressed. But now I'm back. (Insert applause here). Read n Review!
P.S. Who knew "smartness" was a real word?
Will the real Genius please stand up?
Max: They say if you don't learn from history, you are bound to repeat it. And reruns always air on weekdays when you're in… the Leeds Zone.
Location: N-Tek (Team Steel Op Room)
Mission: Operation Dumb and Dumber
Operative: Lizzie Worthington
Berto walked into the team steel op room. He had been at lunch and was returning to work. It had been over a week since he had last seen Lizzie. She had spent a lot of time at Rachel's house, and some time with Josh. At first he had been worried, but now he was kind of enjoying the fact that she was avoiding him. It was certainly quieter around
N-Tek lately. He walked over to his chair and sat down. The second he sat down he felt something stick him on the hand. He looked down and saw a little silver spider on his hand. Mechanical obviously. Berto yelped and shook the spider off. He then began to get up and go to get some help. But before he was even half way across the room he collapsed onto the floor. The last thing he saw before blacking out was a little figure standing in the shadows watching him.
A few hours later Berto was awaken by someone shaking him.
"Berto. Berto wake up! Come on Bro," a voice called.
Berto stirred slightly but didn't wake up.
"It's not working," said the voice. "Maybe you should kiss him like on Snow White," the voice then suggested.
"You must be out of you bloody mind Mr. Steel," another voice snapped. "Go get me a bottle of hot sauce. I'll wake him up."
"Aaah," screamed Berto sitting up hastily.
"Well what do you know," said Rachel. "It worked."
Max started to laugh.
"Good one Rach," he complimented.
"Oooh," groaned Berto.
"Berto are you ok," asked Rachel concernedly.
"No," whined Berto. "My uh… uh… thing hurts," he said, pointing at his head.
"Your thing," asked Max confused.
"Yeah," said Berto. "You know this thing right here," he explained pointing to his head once again.
A concerned look crossed Rachel's face.
"Berto do you mean your head is hurting," she asked slowly.
"Yeah that's it," cried out Berto. "My head."
Max and Rachel exchanged looks.
"Bro maybe we should take you to the doctor," Max suggested.
Berto shook his head.
"No need to I'm fine," Berto said confidently.
"Are you sure," Rachel asked.
"Sure I am," replied Berto.
"Ok then get back to work," Rachel snapped. "You to Mr. Steel. N-tek does not pay you to stand around doing nothing. Max you and I will do a training session and Berto you get me that report on the new nuclear fission project," Rachel ordered.
"The report on the what," Berto asked dumfounded.
"The report on the new nuclear fission project," Rachel said drawing each word out slowly.
Berto started scratch his head.
"I don't know what in the world you're talking about Rachel," Berto said sincerely. "I can't even remember what this thing is that I'm scratching."
Max gulped.
"Uh oh," he muttered. "Berto what in the square root of ten," asked Max.
"A circle," answered Berto.
Max looked at Rachel and vice versa.
"Berto how did Neil Armstrong make it to the moon, asked Rachel.
"Uh a taxi," answered Berto.
"Berto who is the president of the United States," yelled Rachel.
"Madonna," answered Berto.
"Whose face is on the dollar bill?"
"God's?"
"What color is the sky?"
"Green."
"Berto what's two plus two," Max yelled.
"Six," answered Berto.
"Oh my Lord," said Rachel shocked. "You know what this means don't you," she asked Max.
Max nodded his head.
" Yeah…Berto has been kidnapped by aliens so they can begin their conquest of our solar system. And they sent a stupid version of him to replace him," Max said in a panic.
Rachel smack Max against his head.
"No you idiot. Berto has lost all his smartness," Rachel explained.
"Oh, said Max rubbing his head. "Well how do you think it happened," he asked.
"I think it's quite obvious. Don't you," she asked.
Max shook his head.
Rachel sighed. She picked up her cell phone, and quickly dialed a number.
"Hello," said a voice.
"Hello," said Rachel.
"Hello," asked the voice.
"Hello," said Rachel a little louder.
"Hello," screamed the voice.
Rachel's face turned red.
"Hel…."
"Ha ha just kidding," laughed the voice. "You have reached the Dread residence. I'm not available because I'm either taking over the world, or get a massage by my new hot girlfriend, Veronica. Please leave a message after the beep and I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Beep!"
Rachel screamed and through her phone on the ground.
"That man is such an idiot," she yelled. "See if I ever go out him again," she added quietly to herself.
Max sighed.
"Well I guess we should get Berto to the med bay," Max said sadly. "Maybe someone there can figure out what's wrong with him."
"Good idea," said Rachel, wondering what Veronica must look like.
The two of them grabbed an arm and led Berto out the door.
None of them ever even noticed the little girl smiling in the shadows.
Mission status: Complete
Orders:
1. Begin phase two.
2. Make some prank phone calls to Dread.
Notes: Revenge is sweet!
Max: Einstein, Beethoven, Michael Angelo, All these geniuses have one thing in come. None of them had to protect their genius inside… The Leeds Zone.
Ah! Finally another chapter. Who knew it would be so hard to write a humor story when you're depressed. But now I'm back. (Insert applause here). Read n Review!
P.S. Who knew "smartness" was a real word?