Disclaimer
I am terribly sorry for the long gap. I had SATs and several other things that kept me
away from the keyboard for a while. I will try my best to get the stories back in rack
as fast as I can, now that I am partly free from all the issues I had.
End of Disclaimer
Elizabeth Stoppable Possible was at the verge of falling asleep while walking. She
patted the shoulder of her friend walking next to her, Drew Lipsky Jr., and asked with a
sluggish voice.
"Hey, Drew… Any plans on blowing up the school today by any chance?"
"Nope, not after some pretty blonde girl who I've known since pre-K dismantled my
secret lair and persuaded me to ditch the evil mad scientist gig. Why?"
"Well… It might be because; I DON'T WANNA GO TO SCHOOL TODAY!"
Liz was so tired that she almost felt like throwing up every now and then. Her legs
were not working properly. Her brain felt like a soft, moldy piece of rotten cheese.
A straight whole week of combat missions around the globe did that to a teenager girl.
Just this week she had not only met around half of her mother's old adversaries, but
also had to beat up and arrest a handful of new contenders in the villain's league.
Yes, she had to tango with Drew's crazy cousin and his batch of henchmen, dodge a
whole bucket of exploding golf balls, fight a two-headed elephant with gorilla arms for
trunks, and tackle the gross man with weird monkey hands and feet.
Then, there was that whack-job who called himself 'Sci-Fi Harry' who tried to destroy
Upperton with flying saucers armed with photon cannons. Oh, she almost forgot that
she also had to restrain a stupid European guy with that beefy body from unleashing
giant tops with laser blades in Paris. The week was not friendly with the young
Stoppable. She was exhausted. She was tired. She was lacking sleep. She was
strangling her best friend, chanting in an unconscious rant, telling him (more like
ordering him) to blow up Middleton High with something he had hidden in his closet.
"Make the pain stop, Drew! Blow up the cursed place for god's sake!"
"Liz, akk… Liz! I don't have anything in my closet to blow up Middleton High!"
Liz soon realized what she was doing and let go of her grip lifelessly, and then slumped
on the sidewalk. She said sorry in a very sincere, yet listless voice.
"… Hey, Liz, get a grip! Today's a Friday, girl! Just one more day, and you can have
a whole weekend's worth of sleep! Come on, get up Liz, get… No, no Liz! Don't
sleep on the sidewalk! LIZ! Oh man…"
Drew pleaded in a desperate tone, but the young crime fighter was not responding.
Soon, she was snoring in a steady pace, in the middle of the sidewalk. By-passers
were starting to stare. Drew took a big sigh, and even slapping her back to
commission, but eventually gave up that idea. He couldn't possibly do that, to his best
friend who was slumbering like an angel. Well, a snoring angel, but still an angel
nevertheless. Drew made a slight smile, picked Liz up with some effort, and carried
her to somewhere.
Episode 5: The day of the Nemesis (Part 1)
"Um… huh… HUH! OHMYGOD, DID I FALL ASLEEP ON THE SIDEWALK!"
When Liz opened her eyes, she suddenly realized what she has just done: she let her
instincts kick in, totally clobber her common senses and logic, and slept on the street.
However, she wasn't on the sidewalk. She was on one of Middleton Citizen Park's
benches, covered with Drew's jacket. Drew was looking down on her: he was offering
her a thigh-pillow.
"Hey, finally decided to come back from your trip to the moon, Liz?"
"Drew… What time is it!"
Drew took a glimpse at his watch, and replied by pointing two fingers.
"I've been sleeping for two hours?"
"Nope, you've been sleeping till 2 PM, little miss."
"… WHAT!"
Liz abruptly got up, accidentally whacking Drew's chin with her head while doing so.
"Oh my god, Drew, we're late for school! OH MY GOD, what's wrong with your chin!"
"Oww… Liz, calm down!"
Drew soothed his jaw while trying to ease the panicking girl.
"How can I calm down! We skipped school! Oh man, mom is going to kill me if she
finds out that I skipped school…"
Drew seized Liz's shoulders and spoke in a soft, placating voice.
"Hey, look Liz, it's no big deal. You were tired, totally wiped out. And you had good
reasons to; you went around the whole world beating the hell out of miscreants! Come
on, it's not like you skipped school on purpose; you couldn't have done anything about it.
So calm down, Liz. Panicking isn't going to warp you back to school."
The girl seemed to ease her gasping a bit. Then she realized something else. Drew
missed school with her.
"Drew… I'm really sorry…"
"For what?"
"For making you miss school too… Man, you should have just left me there and went
ahead to school!"
Drew gave Liz a light smack on the forehead.
"Dummy, you don't have to be sorry to me for something like that. Besides, do you
really think I could really just leave you there on the pavement, alone? Come on, Liz.
You should expect better from your best pal."
"I guess so…?"
"Of course. And you know what? You should."
"Should what?"
"Expect better."
Drew took out a bag out of nowhere and waved it playfully in front of Liz. A bag that
smelled great, that smelled like cheese…
"Nacos!"
Just then, Liz realized that she was starving. She really wasn't in her proper mind this
morning to eat breakfast (Her father kept on telling her to eat her cereal with a spoon,
not a fork, and that she should put her food into her mouth, not smudge it all over her
cheeks.), and she obviously missed lunch.
"Oh, Drew. Thanks a bunch."
"Don't mention it. Besides, I sorta felt like Lassie, watching guard over you while you
were sleeping."
The two laughed and took the food out of the giant take-out bag and started to eat.
"You know, to tell you the truth, I didn't want to go to school today neither."
Drew mumbled while chewing down his chimeritos.
-Some island in the Indonesian keys-
"Two years. Exactly two years have I prepared for this plan. Oh, and what a devious
plan! I can see it now, the whole world bowing their knees before me! Before, the
wrath of me, Dr. Nemesis! Ahaha, Ahahah, Ahahahahah!"
The man who called himself 'Dr. Nemesis' cackled like a madman, until something got
caught in his throat and gagged.
"Vivian, Vivian! Hak, water! Water!"
A blonde, beautiful woman with a slight tan tossed the man a bottle of Evian. Dr.
Nemesis however couldn't catch it, and got smacked on the head with the bottle instead.
"You know, psychologists say that talking to yourself aloud is a sign of stupidity."
"And what is your point?"
Nemesis grumbled as he rubbed his forehead, the spot where the Evian struck.
"Oh, I'm sorry, was that too complicated for you? I meant to say that you're a moron."
"I, am, NOT, A, MORON!"
"Oh yeah? Then how come you can't even invent your own doomsday weapons, huh?
I mean, I practically made all of these nano-bots by myself, you know. I even had to
come up with the freaking blueprints from nothing, for crying out loud."
Nemesis ignored his 'assistant's nagging and tried to open the bottle of Evian, but for
some reason the bottle cap didn't open.
"Urg, what is wrong with this thing!"
Vivian slapped her face in utter frustration. This man reminded her of a Lemming rat:
throwing itself over a cliff without a clue. She stalked towards Nemesis, snatched the
bottle from him, and twisted the bottle cap the opposite way Nemesis had. The bottle
opened with a clean –clack- sound.
"Like I said before: MORON."
Dr. Vivian Potter handed the bottle back to Nemesis.
"You know, Ned, you really should have just stuck with the Bueno Nacho manager job.
At least there, you didn't have to deal with Evian bottles. All you needed to do was,
well, push a button. Even you know how to push a button, don't you?"
Leaving a fuming Dr. Nemesis behind, Dr. Potter left the laboratory. Nemesis plunged
his hand inside his orange lab coat and took out a teddy bear.
"Why does she have to do that to me? I mean, I pay her for her services, don't I? I
respect her for who she is, don't I? So why does she have to bring hell all over around
me?" Oh, well. At least I have my wittle Mr. Teddy here to make daddy's feelings all
better, right?"
It was just then when Nemesis heard the swishing of the vacuum door opening again.
Dr. Potter seemed to have left something and came back for it, only to find Dr. Nemesis
talking to his teddy bear. The third time this week.
"Oh, please! Don't tell me you were having another counseling session with your
stupid bear again, Ned! How pathetic can you possibly become!"
"Stop calling me NED! I told you to call me as DR. NEMESIS, for the Hundredth time!
Jeesh, people really don't appreciate evil second identities these days…"
Then, he patted his teddy bear and mumbled something more.
"… and Mr. Teddy is not stupid."
Liz was having a bit of a problem when she got back home from the Middleton Citizen
Park. Her mother was furious in the fact that her daughter deliberately skipped school.
Her father gave her two thumbs up, and told her that it was a good experience, a vital
step in growing up. Her mother smacked her father for bad influence, and chased him
back to the kitchen to finish making dinner. Then, her mother started to lecture Drew.
"Drew, for all the people I know, Drew! You should have dragged her to school if you
had to, not drag her to Middleton Park and have a nap followed by a picnic!"
Drew was slightly intimidated by Mrs. Stoppable; she usually didn't show her emotions,
especially her aggressive emotions, and felt that he could die if he didn't give her the
right answers.
"Well, you know, Mrs. Stoppable, Liz was kind of pooped, so…"
Mrs. Stoppable gave Drew a very menacing glare.
"Um, hehe, so I thought, well, um…"
Liz elbowed Drew on the side and whispered, "Psst, you stopped using words, Drew…"
Eventually, Mrs. Stoppable gave up the 'Gonna Kill You Two' look and instead brought
in the 'I was just so alarmed by the phone call from your principal' look.
"Look, Lizzy hon. And you too, Drew. It's not that I don't understand that you both
are tired. I know what you two are going through because I've been there too. It's
just that, you can't skip school every time you go out on a mission, Liz. If you plan to
do so, I strongly ask you to give up your missions right now."
"What? But mom, you used to go out on missions just like me and Drew do when you
were our age…"
"… and I also acknowledged that my extra-curriculum activities had responsibilities.
I never skipped school, or tried to get privileges from anywhere from the fact that I ran
around the world to help people, Lizzy. I'm not telling you to quit without a reason.
I'm simply implying that you must set your priorities straight. You are still a student.
Your main priorities are at your school, so you should keep that in mind."
Liz nodded sheepishly, and glimpsed at her mother. Her mother was now smiling. Liz
smiled back. It was just then when a familiar beeping sound chimed from Liz's and
Kim's pocket.
"Yo, ladies. We have a sitch in Indonesia. So, when should I send you your pickup?"
"Um, Mr. Load? Can you give us just a sec?"
Then, Liz looked at her mother with questioning eyes. "Should I stay home?"
Kim came next to her daughter and patted her on the shoulders.
"Not my call, dear. It's up to you whether you screen your missions or not. I believe
you are old enough to make that decision."
Liz thought about the situation for a long time. After some thinking, she eventually
gave her mother and Wade a sorry look.
"Mr. Load, count me out on this one. I think I'm too sapped out for any more missions
this week."
Wade gave Liz, and then Kim a dubious glance. "Are you sure?"
\"Positive. I think I'll leave the world-saving to the pros today." replied Liz.
"All right, then. Kim, you're still up to the job, aren't you?"
"You know, Wade, that's why I get paid." Kim said with a bit of harmless sarcasm.
"OK, then. I'll send a transport GJ Jet at your place right away for you and Shego."
"Wait… Send that jet 30 minutes later, Wade."
"Huh?"
Kim said this as she saw her husband coming out of the kitchen with platefuls of food.
"I don't want to missing another family dinner, especially when Ron made such an effort.
You don't mind, do you Wade?"
"Well, I guess. OK, 30minutes."
"You rock, Wade."
"I know."
Wade logged out from the two communicators.
Then, Kim realized that Drew was still here.
"Hey, Drew. Want to stay for dinner?"
"Well, I'd love to, Mrs. Stoppable, but I'd have to ask my mom first. She might have
dinner ready at my place too, so…"
Drew took out his cell and dialed his home number. The bell didn't even have a chance
to ring twice.
-DREW LIPSKY JR! I've just got a call from your principal saying that you skipped
school today! You better have a good excuse ready when you get back home, or…-
"… OK, mom, I love you too, goodbye!"
Drew frantically turned the phone off with a streak of dread in his face, and asked Kim
with a pleading voice.
"While I'm staying for dinner, can I just live here for about a year, too?"
To be Continued.
P.S: I use MS Word, and doublespace between paragraphs, but can't manage to prevent
them from bunching up. Am I doing something wrong? Can anyone tell me what I
should do?