Tag: All's Well That Ends . . .
Seth awoke the next morning, refreshed and ready for whatever the day would bring. Hymie and the other CONTROL agents had completely cured him of his psychopathic killer commands and were going to release him to the care of his relatives.
Hymie entered the room with a new set of clothes. "Chief wants you to get dressed in these," explained the robot. Seth shrugged and dressed in the long trench-coat and big black boots. Then he met with Chrissy, Jenny, agents 99, 86, and Chief in the latter's office.
"I am very proud of you, young man," declared Chief as he beamed at the confused Seth. "Even though you were programmed to kill Agent 86 and your uncle, Congressman Shmidlapp, you resisted the impulse and cooperated beautifully with our reverse-brainwash techniques."
"Well, sir," began Seth in embarrassment, "in all honesty, if it hadn't been for the courage of agents 99 and 86, I would've fulfilled the murderous scheme. I owe them my lives and my eternal gratitude." He beamed annoyingly widely at the two CONTROL employees. "Thanks, Max. You're not a kook like I thought you were. You're actually pretty nice."
"All in a couple month's work," refuted Max modestly as he ogled Jenny, wondering what she looked like in a bikini. He had obviously not really heard Seth's insult
"We were just doing our duties," added 99 as she wondered why Max was looking at Jenny so oddly.
"You saved our lives as well," gushed Chrissy. "I will never forget that."
"Really?" Max scratched his head. "I'm beginning to forget it already."
Chrissy's mouth dropped open. Then she rushed over to Seth and began to stroke his arm caressingly, just to spite Smart. Maxwell was oblivious to it all, due to the fact that he was still fantasizing about Jenny.
"Of course, now that you know so much about our organization," Chief droned on diplomatically, "you will have to be sworn to secrecy and subject to assassination if you ever breathe a word about your experiences here."
"I swear!" declared Seth, crossing his fingers behind his back.
"So do we," Jenny and Chrissy chimed. Fortunately, they kept their hands folded in front of them.
"Then I dismiss you with a final word of warning, be careful!" said Chief.
"We will!" the three of them exclaimed as they left the premises, escorted by Hymie.
"Well, Chief," started Max, "I guess we can learn one important thing from all of this."
"And what's that, Max?"
"Don't ever, ever accept a limo ride from a stranger with a German accent!"
The End
Seth awoke the next morning, refreshed and ready for whatever the day would bring. Hymie and the other CONTROL agents had completely cured him of his psychopathic killer commands and were going to release him to the care of his relatives.
Hymie entered the room with a new set of clothes. "Chief wants you to get dressed in these," explained the robot. Seth shrugged and dressed in the long trench-coat and big black boots. Then he met with Chrissy, Jenny, agents 99, 86, and Chief in the latter's office.
"I am very proud of you, young man," declared Chief as he beamed at the confused Seth. "Even though you were programmed to kill Agent 86 and your uncle, Congressman Shmidlapp, you resisted the impulse and cooperated beautifully with our reverse-brainwash techniques."
"Well, sir," began Seth in embarrassment, "in all honesty, if it hadn't been for the courage of agents 99 and 86, I would've fulfilled the murderous scheme. I owe them my lives and my eternal gratitude." He beamed annoyingly widely at the two CONTROL employees. "Thanks, Max. You're not a kook like I thought you were. You're actually pretty nice."
"All in a couple month's work," refuted Max modestly as he ogled Jenny, wondering what she looked like in a bikini. He had obviously not really heard Seth's insult
"We were just doing our duties," added 99 as she wondered why Max was looking at Jenny so oddly.
"You saved our lives as well," gushed Chrissy. "I will never forget that."
"Really?" Max scratched his head. "I'm beginning to forget it already."
Chrissy's mouth dropped open. Then she rushed over to Seth and began to stroke his arm caressingly, just to spite Smart. Maxwell was oblivious to it all, due to the fact that he was still fantasizing about Jenny.
"Of course, now that you know so much about our organization," Chief droned on diplomatically, "you will have to be sworn to secrecy and subject to assassination if you ever breathe a word about your experiences here."
"I swear!" declared Seth, crossing his fingers behind his back.
"So do we," Jenny and Chrissy chimed. Fortunately, they kept their hands folded in front of them.
"Then I dismiss you with a final word of warning, be careful!" said Chief.
"We will!" the three of them exclaimed as they left the premises, escorted by Hymie.
"Well, Chief," started Max, "I guess we can learn one important thing from all of this."
"And what's that, Max?"
"Don't ever, ever accept a limo ride from a stranger with a German accent!"
The End