Year 1904 – 10 – Their trial and fate

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"We better get going!" Ms. Go called to Bart who struggling in his bedroom to find what to wear.

"What?" He called back falling on the ground and putting on his socks.

"I said, we better get,"

"Oh stop your screaming I'll go help him get dressed." Isabelle shushed her as she entered Bart's room and locked the door.

"Oh hi Bell, I am uh just trying to find my pants."

"Its always the pants isn't it darling?" she growled pushing him into the bed as jumping on top of him. Starting to kiss his neck she unbuttoned his shirt and he just sighed resting his head back.

"Isabelle, you know I want you more than anything but we cant fool around right now?"

"Why not?" she wined sadly,

"Because Ms. Go and I have to go down town to take care of some business.

"What business?"

"Just-some-business, but don't worry… I will be back tonight, late tonight, I can send Sam out and we can have some fun." He smiled kissing her back and rubbing her back.

Isabelle smiled and laughed, "I'd like that. Oh and I have some news."

"Great, what's the news."

"I wont tell you until tonight, but we cant… go one hundred percent, sorry."

"Why not?"

"Because of the news!"

"What news?"

"Lets go!" Snapped shutting them both up as she popped her head in and hurried to Bart's closet to get his pants.

"Looking for these!"

Bart let out a squeal, "My pant's! How did you know they were in there!"

"You make me act like your very own mother some times, I could find your head if you possibly lost it, now get ready of I will have to go to court without you.

"Court?" Isabelle gasped,

Bartholomew slapped his forehead and squinted his eyes, "No! Way to go Samantha."

"Bart what have you been up to, please tell me!"

"We don't have time." He smiled weakly zipping up his pants and lashing on a belt. Kissing Isabelle goodbye and leaving her in the room alone, Sam and he flew out the door and left for the evening.

"Whew! It got pretty hot in there."

"What kind of hot? And since when do you speak like that?"

"Uh, I am not sure?"

"Whatever."

"So what are we going to say to judges?"

"I was going to ask you that, you're my boss remember?"

Strolling down the coble stoned streets, children passed them by playing with match's and sticks and running with puppies who barked loudly. Trying not to fall in the gutter Bartholomew quickly grabbed the back of Samantha's dress making her spin around seeing him on the sidewalk.

"Get up!"

"Thanks for your help." He scowled sarcastically and continued his walk with her.

"Samantha?"

"Hmmm?"

"What do you think about babies?"

"What about them?" she asked fixing her black gloves.

"Well… do you ever want to have babies?"

"I am the last in the 'Go' family and if I want my family to live through out generations I guess I have no choice."

"Have a child isn't such a bad thing you know."

"I am just not the kind of woman to raise a child I suppose." She sighed as they hurried up the stairs of the police station.

"Well, here we are. We will discuss more about babies later."

"Right. Here goes nothing."

As Sam was about to take Bartholomew's hand, the doors burst open and a tall thin woman welcomed them inside. Many people stopped what they were doing and glared at the oddly looking couple.

"Are you Sir Bartholomew and Ms. Go?"

"We are." They responded in unison.

"Follow us,…" barked the tall woman as she waved them in her direction as they entered a large room. There was a large circular table with five chairs upon it and a row of a crowd of elderly men who were scribing things down quickly on scraps of paper with their quills.

"Judge Walker shall be in soon. Take your seats please." Directed the woman as left the room leaving them alone with the jury. Pulling out Samantha's chair for her she nodded and sat down pushing her self in. Licking his fingers he ran ran them over his tiny mustache and his spiky black hair.

"You look fine."

"Good, I want to make a good impression here."

"So do I… that's why I won't be talking at all."

"Excuse me? Did you tend to forget that you and I were the two people who committed the crime here and you played a bigger role in it.

"That's only because you sent me out on your mission!"

"Because you are my assistant!"

"Keep it down please, we are busy." Asked a man in the jury booths who glanced up and shook his head. "You both know the rules."

"Rules?" Ms. Go asked tilting her head at him and he smiled showing his yellow teeth and waving his quill in her direction,

"You do the crime you do the time."

"Oh please."

"It's true Sam."

"The more you call me by my first name the more un-proper you sound, did you ever happen to realize that."

"Oh come on. We both know that you and I are more then assistant and boss, we are friends…right?" He smiled as she fixed her gloves again and glanced at him not sure what to say and he let out a heavy sigh.

"The thing is just that…"

"We both know perfectly well John that I am not the criminal!"

"Don't worry Mim, I believe you…"

Stepping into the little room with the table and jury was Miriam Possible and Jonathan Stoppable. John had whitish blonde hair and hazel eyes. His mustache took up nearly all of the bottom of his oval shaped face.

Miriam on the other hand was quiet a young lady. Both were in their early twenties but it seemed sometimes that Mim acted more like her age and John acted more like a child. Her eyes were silvery green that shone brightly all the time. Her dark brown hair with reddish streak's were hanging down to her shoulder's.

"Take your seats, the Judge shall be in shortly." Ordered the woman who led Bartholomew and Ms. Go in earlier.

"Look who it is Jonathan, the criminal and his criminis!" Cocked Mim as John held out a chair for her as she took it smiling up at him and he took his seat.

"Listen we didn't steal the dingus after all, okay?" Snapped Ms. Go.

"Why should be believe you?" John asked her squinting his eyes and rubbing his hairy chin.

"Because we didn't steal it! Honest! You saw the machine when after it fell out of Sam's hands… it landed into… something."

"Sam? Who is Sam?"

"Nice going jerk!" Hissed Ms.Go now very angry with Bart.

"Ms. Go John, its not your fault that you didn't know. Neither did I, its really rare for a man to address a woman by their first name… quiet un-proper don't you think?"

"Okay now that's enough, just because you two are so crazy about each other,"

"Excuse me!" Miriam gasped standing up and digging her nails into the wooden table and both men groaning in their chairs.

"Yeah! I mean look at you guys you two are perfect for each other… its destiny.""Why don't you go hump a tree for all I care." Miriam hissed and Ms. Go's mouth dropped. Woman never would talk that way to each other; it was very disrespectful and rude.

"You take that back you-you slut!"

"Okay that's enough!" Bartholomew ordered standing up and gently helping Sam back into her chair and John started to calm Miriam down as the Judge Walker walked in. He was a tall thin man with curly white wig upon his head. His nose was long and pointy and has some freakles scattered across his cheeks.

"I am here to call the trial between Sir Bartholomew Lipsky, Jonathan Stoppable, Ms. Samantha Go and Ms. Miriam Possible."

"They said my name first." Whispered across to the table to them snickering as Mim rolled her eyes.

"I have seen your case and I would first like to start off that if there is any upset in this court room today I shall ask you to leave, or you will be put In the cage for a while to calm down. You have no choice." The judge ordered throwing some papers down on the table and taking his seat. He started to flip through them and after three minutes of silence the case finally started to begin.

"Ms. Go, I would like you to please tell me what happened, since we all know why we are here. Please tell from what you remember for the jury to hear and… if you like Mr. Lipsky you may tell your part of the story as well."

"No thanks, I trust Sam, I mean Ms. Go to speak for myself as well."

"Well, that wont be a problem…" she started sitting back into her chair, crossing her arms and starting her part of the story….

"It all started that afternoon when my boss, Mr. Lipsky here told me to go into town and get some groceries. So I went, got what we needed and I found him gone. I found a note telling me to meet me in the town hall to see what Professor Demen's was up to. I found him being buried into the crowd and he grabbed me and took me upstairs to get a better view. People were screaming out the Professor's name for him to come out and when he did they finally stopped. My ears were ringing by the end of the show. So I got a good view, no problems until I saw what was going down below… and guess who was hiding into the shadows? Miriam Possible!"

"That's bullshit!" Barked John waving a finger in her face as she pushed it away and the judge yawned.

"Before you continue Ms. Go, I would like no one to please interrupt, thank you. You may continue.

"Thank you! Now where was I? Oh yes, Mimiam was lurking in the shadows with Jon no doubt. Oh and did I mention he was all over here. I mean, he couldn't keep his hands off of her! Yes, they were close to doing it but something distracted them. Miriam pulled out a note pad and hurried over to where the Professor was and showing off the Electrostatic Eliminator. She had this strange look in her eyes. I knew she wanted it, for some reason. Truthfully I think she was going to steal it, and guess what! I was right! So that night she showed up at the crime and made it look like I was stealing it! Here is the catch, I went down the hall again and I found John holding a pan over the Professor's head who was sleeping at his desk. Aw. Hurrying out the best he could, he hopped onto a bike and decided to make General Barkin for a drive. Nice cover up John! Miriam on the other hand while the Professor was knocked out she hurried over to his desk, grabbed the dingus and tried to flee. I was heading after her when John and General Barkin flew in and she threw it into his broom closet. While she and John were helping him up I hurried into the closet, grabbed the eliminator and ran for my life. Being a little nosey brat that she is she just had to come and get it from me… but we both seemed to fail in the end."

"Well… that was quiet a story, a long one but helpful. Thank you Ms. Go!"

"No problem, anything to help catch the real thief." Ms. Go smiled to Bart who was smiling back at her, as Miriam wanted to smack her for it was all a lie.

"Can I tell my story now?" Jonathan asked ready to tell the real truth.

"Fine." Sighed the Jude hoping it wasn't going to long and so in detailed like Ms. Go's was because that was quiet extreme.

"It all started when I had this amazing treat! A naco! I mean this stuff is great, spicy, and crunchy… I like it! I was walking with Mim here, strolling for a nighttime walk and I stumbled upon this little vendor and I decided to have something to eat. I was laughing later that night because everyone who ate the owner's food was getting sick, but did I? I did not! I wanted to buy the whole vending machine but he didn't let,"

"Please get to the story and stop talking about food!" Coughed the judge ready to leave the room he was going to hit the top soon.

"Oh alright! Don't be so pushy. Ms. Go did tell one thing right I must say. I was strolling along with General Barkin later that night after Professor Demens'es demonstration and I did find Miriam… just like Ms. Go… said…"

"John! How could you betray me!"

"I am not betraying you at all! Why would I possibly do that."

"You just made it sound like I took the Electro,"

"That's enough! What I am going to do is this…" Started the judge pulling at his white wig, which was giving off powder.

"Which would be?"

"I am giving you both twenty four hour's to retrieve the Electrostatic Elimuny,"

"Electrostatic Eliminator." Bart smiled crossing his arms.

"Right. And in twenty four hours I want it brought back… and you all are off the hook! Oh and is only if you bring it back. Now if neither of you bring it back, I am fining you all the amount of the Eliminator. Court dismissed."

"That wasn't so hard was it?" Ms. Go smiled and Bart could kiss her he was so happy about what had just happened yet he still needed to discuss his idea with her since it was urgent.

"No it wasn't so bad, the only difficult part between this all was holding up my anger and listening to your lie's and being in the room with… thief's.

"What ever you say…"

"Oh and by the way Bartholomew…?" John started as they were leaving the room and turned around to face him face to face, "I have one of your woman, Isabelle, right? She is a can-can dancer?"

Bart felt his collar getting tight around his neck and red in the face, how dare he start about Isabelle.

"She is a great dancer and one hell of a whore."

"Get out!" Bart growled at him as Jonathan smirked and slammed the door in his face.

"Ouch… that hurt."

"Sure did,"

"You know she isn't… isn't a,"

"Yeah I know."

"But you do, fool around with a lot of woman."

"What's that suppose to mean!" Bart barked at her now fully red in the face as Ms. Go gulped and nodded her head as she started to leave the room and opened it for him to follow her.

The judge had stood and listened and watched the conversation until everyone was gone and he left the room himself. Half of the jury was asleep and the others started playing a card games half way through John's chat about his experience of his first naco.

Skipping down the brick steps outside Ms. Go spun around in circles very proud of her self and stopped seeing Bartholomew's face.

"What? Oh don't listen to Jonathan, he is moron himself… you should be happy, I saved us!"

"You saved us some time to get out of here."

"What?"

"We have to get out of here Sam. It's not safe. Tonight I am going to try to talk to a pal of mine because I think he can get us a carriage out of the town or maybe even the state!"

"But what about Isabelle?"

"She is coming with us!"

"It will be fun."

"You still haven't made yourself clear again why we are doing this again?"

"I don't know where the machine is that you and Miriam lost, and nor do them. Let them go to jail, we have to get out of here…"

"So that means,"

"Yes Sam," Bart sighed wishing she would get the point, "We are leaving asap!"