Chapter 7 Arrival
In the Evaporator Room, Shego looked around. There was a control console manned by a robot, and what looked like a giant light bulb with a door in it.
"That's the Evaporator. Isn't in lovely? It will send you straight to Dodgers' ship," said the Commander. "But the technology is far beyond your primative Earth mind to comprehend."
"Oh, a matter transmitter, huh?" said Shego.
"Why, yes," said the Commander, "How are you familiar with it?"
"LONG story, tell you another time," was the answer.
The intercom crackled. "Commander, we are within Evaporator distance."
"Very good; hold station here," he replied.
He held up a small unit. "Here is your communicator. We can also track you with it, so we can get you back. Now, get in. We'll send you straight to the Bridge."
Shego did so, then looked at him. "Aren't you coming too?"
"Oh, heavens no; far be it from me to interfere with a professional at work..."
ZZZAP! Shego was gone.
"...unless I can do so in a way that can't be traced back to me," he finished. He turned and went back to the Bridge.
ZZZAP!
Shego appeared aboard Dodgers'ship. She went into a defensive position and surveyed her surroundings. She WASN'T on the Bridge.
"That goofy little jerk screwed up," she muttered, putting the communicator on her wrist. She tapped it, and a holographic picture of the Commander appeared.
"Hey, I'm not on the Bridge! What happened?"
"You're not?" he asked, "Where are you, then?"
"I'm in a hold full of crates of..." she went over and looked at several lables, "...toilet paper."
"Oh, dear, I AM sorry. I don't know WHAT could have happened," he said, "I'm not very familiar with the layout, but I suggest you take any lift or ladder that goes up. The Bridge is aft and as high as you can go."
"All right, I'm on it," she said. The picture of the Commander disappeared.
Muttering under her breath, Shego stomped out of the hold.