Author's Note: I'm really sorry if you liked Great Expectations. I enjoyed it, but I couldn't stand Pip. Forgive me if you are insulted by this chapter.
Pip Pirrup took off his mask. "I see there's no more need of keeping up appearances. I bet you're wondering what I'm doing outside of Great Expectations and why I'm suddenly the evil overlord of Verona. I'm not going to tell you. Instead, I'm going to kill you!"
"That is really corny," said Julie.
But the melodrama only increased with each passing second. Pip had thrown his hand over his head. Large tears welled in his eyes. "Oh, Estella! If only you had loved me, I would not be the homicidal maniac I am today!" Directing his attention to his guards, he said, "Leave none alive!"
Chris whispered, "I liked the story better when Prince Escalus was the villain."
But there was no time for remorse, as the kids were suddenly surrounded by big, stupid, bloodthirsty Royal Sentinels of Fair Verona. As only Reece was armed, it was evident that it would take a miracle or a plot device to save them now.
In the end, it was a mix of both. Summoning all her holy power, Ramya teleported everyone back to the church, leaving Pip stuttering and spitting on his throne. "Bah! Time to put plan Delta into effect. You there," he pointed at Royal Sentinel of Fair Verona #187, "Rub oil on my arms…"
Plan Delta; the latest of Pip's ideas to take over the world. After the events of Great Expectations, Pip found himself with a minimum-wage job living in his best friend's basement. He had lost contact with Joe and his wife, and his crushed dreams of being with Estella, his true love brought him near-madness. Like Miss Havisham and Miss Squires before him, Pip swore vengeance upon the world. Miss Havisham became a social recluse, Miss Squires became a teacher, and Pip plotted to take over the world. Sadly, as he lacked brains, power and social grace, taking over the world proved harder than initially planned.
But like all accomplishments Pip had made in his life, one day, he got lucky. A man dressed in strange clothes came and asked him if he wanted a tape. Because he was stupid, Pip readily bought it. The dancing intrigued him. He shot the strange man, took his crown and watched all the tapes. But he needed more. He banged all the controls on the man's machine, but no tapes came out. Instead, he found himself inside Prince Escalus' Really Big Fortress of Evil. Perplexed, Pip beat a guard to death. Bill Lambert noticed the murder and said, "Oh, Prince Escalus. We wondered where you went to."
The rest, as they say, is history.
"My liege?"
"Yes, number one-sixty-three?"
"That's one-eighty-seven, sir."
"Whatever. You were saying…?"
"It's nothing sire, you were just talking to the voices in your head and it freaked me out. More than rubbing your arms does, that is."
"I see. Please continue, number seven."