Masterminds: A Waverly Place Fanfiction Story With Surprise Characters From Different Shows
Part 6:
All of a sudden... The cloud expanded upward.
A blanket of bubbles was compacted around the conscious trio.
The third figure cried out, "shield your eyes!"
The trio reflexively put their arms in front of their faces.
Multiple pops were coming and going around them.
Water volume equal to a hot air balloon's open space was hurled at them from all directions.
But... As quick as it started?
It stopped.
The figures uncovered their eyes to see a complete background change.
And... Yet?
It was with a sky just as complex and entertaining as the previous scenery.
Multiple shades of blue twirled around each other like outstretched whirlpools. Yet, the sky's surroundings didn't have a drop of water on them.
Then again... To their amazement?
The Community representatives didn't have a drop of water on them either.
The Identity leader didn't have a drop of water on oneself either.
But... The outline of a smile on the figure's face was only slightly.
The outlines of smiles of relief on the Community representatives's faces was wider.
But... Theirs quickly faded.
The second figure suspiciously checked, "uh-huh. A little too good. You sure this isn't a trap?"
The Identity leader retorted, "doubt is not a luxury here."
They both crossed their arms tensely while looking at each other.
Kind of nervously... The third figure suggested, "what's Maximum Quality?"
The second figure asked back, "huh?"
The third figure was pointed to a sign.
The sign was forming from swirling water spraying from above...which spelled out Maximum Quality.
The first figure commented, "very good."
Max Russo came out to join them.
He was materializing...out from the compacting sign made from waterworks.
He asked randomly, "you like my brain?"
The Identity leader insisted, "actually Max? This is more business than pleasure."
Max remarked cheerfully, "hey…my pleasure is your business, and my business is your pleasure."
The third figure wondered, "is Max an Identity member?"
Max chuckled.
He replied, "no. Actually? I'm my own neutral party."
The second figure insisted, "explain. Now."
The Identity leader deduced, "I can. He's a supplier to both the Identity and the Community…for a fee."
The Identity leader chuckled a little.
Not so lightly... The second figure urged, "yeah. Uh-huh. And, what's a supplier got to do with allying?"
Max threatened, "well... If you anger the supplier that keeps your teams alive? Let's say it's contradictory to your health."
He warningly glared.
The second figure gulped nervously some.
The third figure concluded, "hormone rations?"
The Identity leader confirmed, "to be real? Hormone drinks."
The second figure challenged, "interesting. But, if someone found out about these drinks... Wouldn't you be out of business?"
Max counteracted, "two different individual distributors, same source: Me. I can cut off their supply at will if they attack me and strengthen myself with it."
He all too lightly smiled wide.
The second figure asked, "hold up. You can manipulate your dreams at leisure?"
The second figure sounded both not amused and amused at the same time.
Max responded in equal amusement, "and I neither have the need nor the power to leave my brain."
The third figure commented, "ok...ay. Must be a one in a billion case."
The first figure interceded in impatience, "anyway... We came to see about a hormone boost."
Max pointed out, "if you wanted second doses? You could wait in line like everyone else."
The Identity figure explained further, "not us: The entire dream population."
The third figure argued, "are you mad? It could overwhelm physical processes by overdoses!"
Max grumbled, "not to mention my pleasure profit."
The second figure debated, "shaping dreams can't also apply to compressing hormone volume and nutrition?"
The third figure laughed a little in amusement at that.
The Identity leader pressured, "well Max?"
Max looked amused.
Max retaliated, "you know...since we're talking about theoretical brain awakening for the world? I'll need a much more personal request physically fulfilled to rebalance the favor. Even I got to eat and stuff in this dreamland."
The second figure resolved, "a draw?"
The third figure suspected, "it's his fulfillment that I'm worried about."
He sounded suspicious.
The Identity leader offered, "my pleasurable company in dreamland."
Past the cloudly blur around her? There were hints of her polished nails from her outstretched hand.
The second figure exclaimed, "what?!"
Max figured, "hmm… It's a date."
The Identity leader let Max hold her hand.
The third figure realized grimly, "we've been played."
The second figure added, "you think?!"
The Identity leader laughed.
The Identity leader retorted, "What are you complaining about? I bet the distributors aren't taken yet."
The second figure retorted back, "or too soon will be."
Max suggested, "you say that now. But... Who's to say our mental powers will be physically carried with us?"
He gave the two Community representatives a somewhat doubtful look.
A outline of a tense glare formed on the second figure's face.
The Identity leader just impatiently waved her free arm some.
The third figure contemplated, "huh… Max has a point. Even if we had powers like these in our bodies as well as in mind? Our physical bodies seem to have taken a serious enough toll that most likely would cancel them out externally."
The second figure argued, "please! I'm not going to say who. But, some of us have been psychic already. So, what if our bodies lose psychic abilties in the physical world? Some people weren't meant to be psychic. I don't make the rules!"
Everyone else sighed annoyedly at that thought.
The Identity leader insisted, "come on: Seriously?! Moderate sigh. Our minds would need assistance from more of our voluntary thoughts to keep carrying out the kind of control we have over ourselves now. It doesn't matter what world we walk in. There'd be no dream control if only our minds are intact and not our bodies to some degree. Ugh! Why do I keep talking technical like this?! I don't care for class. I miss my body!"
The Identity leader sighed loudly and annoyedly.
The second figure laughed hard at that.
The third figure deduced, "but... More hormones mean our bodies would keep producing them: Even after retaining physique control. And, then... It would spiral out of..."
The second figure concluded grimly, "so... Desires would exceed...rational?"
The second figure realized, "oh...snap!"
The Identity leader devilishly grinned.
The Identity leader figured, "I guess it'd be hypocritical to keep you here in our cause for independence. But...I'm afraid you won't live to see my revised order."
Max inputted, "I'm with you on that one."
He and the Identity leader darkly smiled to each other.
The Identity leader kissed his hand.
Then... The Identity leader suggested, "let's take them."
The Community figures drew out their quarterstaffs...ready to fight.
