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This chapter is ninety-one percent conversation.

Chapter Eighteen: Trying to convince Nefarious

"This is Darla Gratch, reporting live from the Starship Phoenix," said Darla into the camera as she held a microphone with a 64 on it. "We have just been granted permission to view this once in a life time story. As you all know, there is a new villain who threatens the wellbeing of our beloved galaxy. As you can see behind me, the 'thought-to-be-defeated' Dr. Nefarious is hanging from a wall, the restraints keeping him from using his robotic powers. The Q-Force is trying to convince the robotic scientist to team up with them so that they'll be able to defeat this new villain. According to what I was told, Dr. Nefarious has relations with this new villain. He might know the enemy's weakness. Let's film this, shall we?"

"Dr. Nefarious," said Ed, "the galaxy is in grave danger and our hero is unable to stop this villain."

"Hey!" Ratchet called.

"You squishies need my help?" Nefarious asked before collapsing in his high-pitched laughter. "Pffft! Never! And what does this 'villain plan to do, anyway?"

"Destroy all organic life in the Solana Galaxy," Ed replied.

"WHAT? That's my job! How dare they copy me!"

"Exactly," Will said, "you're the one who should be trying to destroy organics."

"Will!" Jane called, "what are you doing?"

"Just trust me on this," Will whispered in reply. He turned to Nefarious, "You're the one who thought of it first; you should be doing this."

"Yeah, you're right," Nefarious said. His eyes widened in realization. "Wait a minute! You're trying to trick me, aren't you? Trying to get inside my mind and screw with me, huh? Well, lemme tell ya something, squishy. I'M NOT GONNA FALL FOR IT!"

Will frowned at this. "Should we use the chip?" he asked Sasha.

"Chip? What chip?" Nefarious demanded in a scared tone.

"No," said Sasha, ignoring Nefarious, "not yet."

"Let me try something," Al said. He approached Nefarious. "Nefarious, you are a man of unique talents. Wouldn't it be nice to use those talents for good, instead of evil?"

"I've always been using them for good, you moron," Nefarious replied in a plain voice. "You squishies are nothing but scum for Solana. I was trying to purify this galaxy. Rid it of its horrible, fleshy, meaty, smelly and destructive creatures. Isn't that right, Lawrence?"

Lawrence was staring into space. The mentioning of his name snapped him out of it.

He hesitated then said, "Of course, sir."

"What, are going to team up with this bad guy?" asked the president.

"No," replied Nefarious, "I'm gonna find a way to free myself. Once that's done, I'll search for and kill all of you. When you blood's splattered all over the floor, I'll find this wannabe, destroy him or her and fulfil my life's work: TO OBLITERATE ALL ORGANIC LIFE IN THE SOLANA GALAXY!"

Everyone sighed or groaned in defeat; they where back where they started. Dr. Nefarious was too stubborn to agree to team up with them.

"Use the chip, Will," Sasha said.

"Will do," said Will.

(Author's Note: No pun intended)

"Again with the chip," moaned Nefarious. "Will someone please tell me what this 'chip' is?"

Will approached the robot, holding the chip in his right hand.

"What's that?" asked Nefarious.

Will stretched his right hand towards space between Nefarious' red eyes

But Will didn't manage to place the chip at its destination, because Nefarious bit his hand in the only defence possible.

"OUCH!" screamed Will.

"That'll teach you!" Nefarious yelled.

"Can I get some help here?" Will asked the rangers.

Two rangers approached. One held Nefarious' head at bay while the other kept his mouth shut.

"Mmmmm…"

Will placed the chip in between the robot's eyes. The rangers let go.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Nefarious screamed as sparks erupted from the chip all over his body, brightening the room. His head shook madly, his eyes clenched shut and he would have pissed himself if he was still organic.

At first, everyone gasped and remained quiet, but after five minutes of non-stop screaming, Darla was the first to speak.

"Mr. Will," Darla called, holding her microphone to Will's mouth, "what is happening to Dr. Nefarious?"

"The chip is designed to turn evil robots good. Right now, the chip is trying to take over his mind and make him like organics."

"Was this chip specially designed for Dr. Nefarious?"

"Yes; when Nefarious was terrorising the galaxy a year ago, the team and I began making it. Unfortunately, by the time we finished, Ratchet and Clank had already beaten Dr. Nefarious."

"I see."

Suddenly, the screaming stopped. Everyone looked at the robot.

Nefarious was hanging limp. He would have fallen if there weren't any restraints. His mouth was slightly open, his eyes were closed and he had scorch marks all over his body.

Nefarious' eyes slowly opened. He looked up to face everyone. There wasn't a sound to be heard.

Suddenly, Nefarious' red eyes turned pink, then the red circle on his chest turned pink and, lastly, the red stripes from his knees to his ankles and from his elbows to his wrists turned pink.

"Hello," said Nefarious in a happy tone, "do you guys want to come to my tea party? There's gonna be Mr. Fuzzy Pants, Mrs. Pancakes and Little Miss Happy Burger."

Everyone's jaw dropped.

"Sir, are you okay?" asked Lawrence, a bit confused.

"Why, I'm better than okay, Larry," Nefarious said before giggling.

"'Larry'?" asked Lawrence in surprise, "you never called me that before."

"Of course I did, silly. You were just too busy, eating a toothpaste pizza to realize."

Ratchet and Qwark were trying to hold their laughter in.

"Are you getting this?" Darla asked the cameraman.

The man gave a 'thumbs up'.

"Did the chip work?" Ed asked Will.

"I think so…" replied Will.

"Well, if you're not sure, go check," Jane said.

Will went up to Nefarious.

"Dr. Nefarious?" Will called, "do you hate organics life forms?"

"Why, heavens no! And what's with 'Nefarious'? Is that my name? I don't like it; I want to be called 'Mr. Nice'."

"'Mr. Nice'?"

Just then, Ratchet and Qwark burst out laughing and collapsed on the floor. They had been holding it in for way too long.

"AH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"

"HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!"

Nefarious looked at them and frowned. His pink parts returned to their red colour.

"WHAT'S SO FUNNY, YOU SQUISHIES?" he yelled in his usual, angry voice.

Ratchet and Qwark stopped laughing. Nefarious' red parts turned pink again.

"Oh, I'm dreadfully sorry, Mr. Ratchet and Mr. Qwark," he said in the happy tone, "I had no idea what I was thinking."

"Dr. Nefarious," said Clank, his head chocked to the left, "are you sure you're okay; you're acting a bit odd."

That made Nefarious' parts turn red again. "'Odd'? What do you mean 'odd', you squishy-loving windup toy!"

Clank gasped. Nefarious turned pink.

"Whoops. Have to watch my temper," said Mr. Nice.

"Hmmm," Will scratched his chin.

(Author's Note: When I write 'Dr. Nefarious', it's when his parts are red, and when I write 'Mr. Nice', it's when his parts are pink. A little like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde)

"I'm tired of this!" Dr. Nefarious yelled. "Let me go--"

"--and get the pots for the--" Mr. Nice began, but was cut off by his 'alter ego'.

"--destruction of all squishies in--"

"--Fairytale Land--"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH! MAKE IT STOP!"

Sparks erupted from Nefarious then, nothing.

"Mr. Will," Darla said, "what happened?"

"Yeah, that was, like, totally wack, man," said Skidd.

"The chip was trying to make Nefarious good. But he resisted."

"This was sort of like a battle between alter egos in one body?"

"You can say that. Dr. Nefarious is battling against Mr. Nice for control of the body."

Suddenly, Nefarious came to.

"Sir, are you back to normal?" Lawrence asked.

"I think so," Nefarious replied.

Suddenly…

"I'm as fid as a fiddle, Larry," said Mr. Nice.

"Oh no! It's happening again! Remove this chip n--!" Nefarious began, but was cut off by Mr. Nice.

"Marry had a little lamb--"

"--which was transformed into a robot, thanks to the Biobliterator--"

"--but Mary still loved the lamb, even if it was a robot. Everyone was happy--"

"--until the robotic lamb bit Mary's head off--"

"--the lamb used the head to feed her young and they all lived happily ever after."

"…"

"Care to comment on this, Mr. President?" Darla asked the president, holding her microphone to his face.

"Yeah," said the president with a grin, "this is hilarious."

The chip began to spark. The device fell off Nefarious' head and was engulfed in flames.

"No!" Mr. Nice screamed. "Without… me, there's… only…"

The eyes, stripes, and circle turned red.

"DR. NEFARIOUS!" the robot screamed with a smirk. "MR. NICE IS NO MORE! Ha ha, squishy. Looks like your stupid chip didn't work!"

"There goes two weeks work," Will muttered to himself.

"We shouldn't have asked for help," Sasha said.

"Yeah," Al greed, "it was all a waste of time."

"Ya see? You should have asked me," said Ratchet as he walked to the middle of the room, "you should have given me a second chance to beat Dr. Heinous."

Nefarious' eyes opened wide; same for Lawrence.

"What did you say, Ratchet?" Nefarious asked, his voice a combination between anger and fear.

Ratchet turned to face Nefarious. "'Dr. Heinous'."

"Would that happed to be Dr. Jeremiah Heinous?" Nefarious asked.

"Yes," said Jane.

"Dr. Jeremiah Francis Heinous?" asked Lawrence.

"Yeah," said Ed.

"Doctor Jeremiah Francis Heinous IV?" asked Nefarious.

Al, Will, Jane and Ed nodded.

"Uh oh," said Lawrence.

"RRRRRRRAUGH! HEINOUS! I HATE THAT GUY WITH EVERY CIR--!" Nefarious began, but was cut off when his head started receiving radio signals due to his anger.

"Oh, Doctor. Tell me. Am I pregnant?"

"No, Janice, I'm pregnant."

"How can that me? You're a man."

"No, Janice, I'm really your evil twin sister!"…

"What happened?" asked Jane.

"Well," Lawrence began, "this always happens when he gets very angry. I have no idea why we haven't gotten it fixed yet."

"What should we do?" asked Ed.

"I know what to do," said Ratchet, walking up to Nefarious.

"Wait!" said Qwark, running to Nefarious, "I wanna do it."

"No, it's okay. I can do it."

"But I wanna do it."

"Well, too late," Ratchet raised his hand.

He was about to slap Nefarious when Qwark elbowed him out of the way. Ratchet landed on his butt. The lombax growled and ran into Qwark. The two were brawling in the shape of a ball which kept rolling around the room. Everyone just watched, not saying anything. Bits of orange and yellow fur and green latex were flying everywhere.

"What do we need to do to bring Nefarious back, Lawrence?" Jane asked Lawrence.

"Just slap him in the head real hard," replied Lawrence.

Jane approached Nefarious.

Ratchet and Qwark stopped fighting. Ratchet had a lot of fur missing while Qwark had a lot of pieces of his costume missing.

"NO!" they screamed in unison.

"Lance, I'm not pregnant."

"You're not? Then who's pregnant?"

"Oh, Lance, it's--"

Jane slapped Nefarious and brought him back.

"--CUITRY IN MY BEING!"

All was silent (again).

"Wait a minute," said Nefarious, "isn't Jeremy organic?"

"'Jeremy'?" asked Clank.

"Heinous' first name… sorta. He hates the name 'Jeremiah' so he asked to be called 'Jeremy' instead."

"Oh."

"You haven't answered my question. Isn't Jeremy organic?"

"Nope," said Ratchet, "last time I saw him, he and his butler were robots."

"Rrrrrh! He's always copying me; Jeremy!"

"Dr. Nefarious," said Clank, "the reason we asked for your help is because Dr. Heinous is planning to repeat the war between organics and robots again. Since you're his only living relation, you may know something about him which could help us. We thought you could be a hero, instead of a villain. A lot of people have been killed at the merciless hands of Dr. Heinous. You could fight alongside us. You won't be an outlaw. You won't be hated or loathed. You will be admired as a hero. Organic life forms have as much right to inhabit this galaxy as us robots. It's not late to redeem yourself."

Nefarious was silent. He heard every word, though.

"Why don't you tell us a about your childhood with Dr. Heinous?" asked Clank.

Nefarious sighed. "Should I tell them, Lawrence?" he asked, without looking at his butler.

"I think you should, sir," Lawrence replied.

"Okay," Nefarious looked at the floor. "I was six-years-old when it happened…"

Cliff-hanger alert! In the next chapter, you'll find out how Nefarious and Heinous met.

Don't give suggestions; I already know what's gonna happen. And, trust me, it'll be great.

Sorry if you guys got a bit confused when Nefarious was switching personalities.

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