With the nursery completed as scheduled and everything else seeming to be smooth sailing, Professor Professor decided to focus on work for a bit. Things had been busy over at U.Z.Z. as of late. For one, Amalafrida (or Pamela Peyron, as she would be referred to from here on out) had been stripped of her position as the chief of the French branch for not only engaging in vigilante-like behavior, but also being a double agent for T.H.E.M. and helping her father commit crimes against humanity. Her murder of Kim Bom-bit back in North Korea hadn't gone unnoticed, either, as it seemed like she hadn't even tried to save her first.
Anyway, after Professor Professor went through the usual processes of coming into work (including the palm check), he made his way into the briefing room and sat down at his designated seat. As usual, Googly Moogly was leaning against his mantlepiece.
"I can't stress enough how terrible it is that Pamela Peyron would do what she did and ruin countless lives along the way, and the audacity she had to think she would get away with it all," Googly Moogly began to speak. "Killing Kim Bom-bit, controversial as she was, in cold-blooded murder was bad enough. Doing so may have ultimately done more harm than good, as who knows how her people will retaliate and who knows what her successor will be like? However, kidnapping Diamonica from her master-slash-husband Adonis with the intention of murdering Doctor Doctor and her unborn child was the straw that broke the camel's back. I have absolutely no doubt that Pamela must be fuming that she's had to step down from her position in disgrace, but it's for the best. If she had stayed on any longer, she would've been an even greater threat to security than we could've been able to handle, and you all know how seriously I take security. In fact, I take security so seriously that my name is Changed Daily. Today, you may call me..." His cellphone beeped. "Oh... Jalapeno Coleslaw."
Everyone else just started laughing.
"Anyway," Jalapeno Coleslaw continued. "I sincerely hope this will be the last we've heard of Pamela. Knowing her, though, it probably won't be."
"So what happens now?" Victor asked. "Will the French branch just get someone to replace her as chief or something?"
"Possibly. I assume they'll appoint whoever was the second-best agent since Pamela was their best one."
"And who exactly was their second-best agent over there?"
"Why, that would be Delphine Rambeau, of course. I'm sure she'll be a great chief."
"Certainly," Anita conceded. "I just hope she'll be able to handle all the responsibilities that come with it."
"Indeed." Jalapeno Coleslaw cleared his throat. "Well, enough of that. For today's mission, you and Victor will have to go to Hackney to stop the Rat King from using his army of rats to rob the Tesco on 180 Well Street. He's been robbing businesses like this for quite some time now. It's up to you to stop his reign of terror."
"You got it, Jalapeno Coleslaw," Victor said.
"You can count on us, Jalapeno Coleslaw," Anita chimed in.
After a long day at work, Professor Professor went home to his flat and decided to join Doctor Doctor in the living room. He proceeded to cuddle up against her in the couch.
"Oh, Professor, you finally made it!" Doctor Doctor exclaimed in surprise.
"Yep," Professor Professor replied. "Why are you so surprised?"
"Well..." Doctor Doctor nearly paused for a second and a half. "I was worried something held you up. Did you handle the Rat King alright?"
"Ja, we did. Once Victor and Anita were able to deal with the rats, they were able to take him down easily."
"Oh, that's good. Things have really changed out there since I had to stop being a baddie."
"Certainly. Sure, we still have to deal with Impostors and Reptogators, but new baddies seem to be coming out of the woodwork every week or so."
All Doctor Doctor could do was nod. "No kidding. So what is up with the Rat King anyway? How did he get to be so obsessed with rats and rally them around him?"
"We don't know. For all his bravado, he's a pretty private man." Professor Professor placed his hand on Doctor Doctor's stomach. "But enough about that right now. How's my daughter doing in there?"
Doctor Doctor stretched a bit while moving her arms up and down. "Oh fine, she's been very steady today. Must be sleeping."
"Bold of you to assume she must be sleeping right now." Suddenly, Professor Professor broke off with a shocked expression as he put his palm to her stomach. "Whoa, was that a hand? Did I almost hold hands with my little girl before she was born?"
"I don't know. Maybe? It's hard to tell when she moves like that." Doctor Doctor tried to stretch again to ease the ache in her back. "I don't know how Anita dealt with this. She must have more patience than I do."
"I wouldn't be surprised if that were the case." Professor Professor pressed his lips against Doctor Doctor's bare stomach and started kissing it all over. He was about to kiss it again when he quickly drew back and rubbed at his mouth. "Was zum Teufel? That little shit just kicked me in the mouth!"
Doctor Doctor giggled a bit. "Well, at least now we know who she'll resemble more." She could already see visions of herself chasing after a child with boundless energy.
"Honestly, it doesn't matter who she'll end up resembling more. Either way, she'll be a troublemaker."
"And energetic, don't forget that. I swear, I'll get back at her for making me lose sleep one of these days."
"You hear that, schätzchen? She's planning her revenge, so you better watch out." Professor Professor kissed Doctor Doctor's stomach again, only this time he didn't get a kick for it.