A black Ford van with no back or side windows sat hidden behind a hanger, secluded from any prying eyes in a part of the airport security never checked and few went except those looking for a high from their dealer or those hookers looking to turn a trick with needy passengers wanting to get rid of their pent up stress before they rushed themselves off to disappear into the masses of humanity rushing to their gates within earshot, but well out of sight of where it was parked. On its sides was a big blank red circle background with a small horned yellow eyed and nosed black devil face MAD symbol signifying up to no good wherever it was seen.
On the back were two closed levered doors and inside sat Myron Dabble nervously awaiting his boss to teleconference him after he had been taxied over in a disguised yellow cab from the hospital to where he sat in the back of the van after the taxi had disappeared around the corner to wait for the teleconference to end to not raise any suspicion to what was going on behind the hanger to tip any police off who might be watching the area from afar.
He sat there passing the time by twiddling his thumbs while he stared at the monitor in front of him which had been set up prior to his arrival by two men dressed in grey alien looking hoods and all black long sleeve pull up costumes with the MAD symbol emblazoned in the middle. They sat in the front of the van in its driver and passenger seat smoking cigarettes and flicking the butts out the open windows onto the trash infested dirty cement by the hanger.
The first of the two, the driver, who went by Lenny was a tall fat bulky set of a man who sat in the driver's seat with his eyes looking out the side window every once in awhile to see if anyone was snooping around behind the van. His partner, a man of a smaller build with a semi full beard around his jawline called Hangnail sat in the passenger seat reading a magazine to pass the time by as he took a drag out of his cigarette to let the buzz from the smoke overtake him before he blew it out his nose.
"Don't worry Lenny, ain't nobody back there and if there is, they ain't worried about us being here" Hangnail said assuredly to Lenny while he set his Vogue magazine down on his lap so he could flick his smoked cigarette butt out the window.
"Dat's what worries me, everytime we think we're safe, we're not and you know how da boss gets when we don't catch snoops" Lenny said tapping his fingers on the open sill of the window.
"Oh shut up you dimwit, I have faith that this time Gadget will be done for once and for all when we get our hands on his body" Hangnail said lighting another cigarette and picking up his magazine after he stuck it in his mouth.
"You say that, but I still have my doubts" Lenny insisted looking at Hangnail who dropped his magazine back in his lap to argue:
"Yeah well I think it won't fail cuz Dr. Claw said so before we left headquarters to pick up this…" Hangnail griped before he was cut off by Myron Dabble:
"Both of you idiots, can it or I'm telling Dr. Claw exactly what you two said about me" Myron chided before adding: 'And both of you know exactly what will happen when Dr. Claw gets his hands on you two.."
Hangnail and Lenny both gulped at the thought of Dr. Claw getting his hands on them because the last time he got his hands on them, they were both in the dungeons below his MAD Castle Headquarters cleaning out each of the cells with a toothbrush for a solid week.
"You just wait Dabble, if you think you're getting rich, you don't know da boss" Hangnail said under his breath.
"What was that!?" Myron barked at Hangnail and Lenny who slouched in their seats.
"THAT'S ENOUGH YOU FOOLS!" A deep intimidating gravely voice roared over the speakers of the monitor making all three of them jump in unison with Hangnail and Lenny hitting their heads on the ceiling of the cab and Myron breaking into a cold sweat as he fiddled with his yellow Mohawk hair and adjusted his glasses as Dr. Claw's foreboding image flashed across the screen.
He sat in his MAD swivel chair in his lair with his faithful companion, MAD cat lying down by his monitor kitty hiss laughing with his big Cheshire cat like grin as Myron fumbled for words on the screen:
"Aaa, yes Dr. Claw, I didn't mean" Myron stuttered before Dr. Claw laid into him again:
"ENOUGH, do you know exactly what needs to be done?" Dr. Claw asked tapping his sliver whitish gloved fingers on the arm of his chair as a bolt of lightning lit up the darkened room whose only source of light other than the storm happening outside the window was a big fire in the fireplace illuminating the desk the monitor sat on in the otherwise barren room with torch candle lights set every so often towards the closed door on the right side of the wooden desk a few feet away.
"Yes I know what needs to be done" Myron confirmed before asking Dr. Claw while he tapped his fingers against his knees:
"Do you have the chip?"
"Of course I have the chip" Dr. Claw rumbled while he opened a drawer below his monitor and produced the chip that would go into Inspector Gadget's brain.
It was a small yet complex looking chip with small latches and wires fused together to go along with its pinkish brain matter color so it would not be easily detected once installed in Gadget's brain cavity.
Myron marveled at the complex yet simple design of the chip. If he could admit it, he'd swear he was drooling at the thought of installing this beautiful work of scientific art into the brain of the bionic Inspector Gadget who he detested as much as he detested the now late Dr. Von Slickstein who had taken his cyborgian dreams of world fame and replaced them with Neanderthal bionics.
"Good, I will rendezvous with you as soon as I reach my lab" Myron said but was quickly cut off by Dr. Claw who pointed his finger on the monitor while he spoke:
"You'll do none of the sort, you'll get the chip at surgery and not before" Dr. Claw hissed making Myron cross his eyes while cold sweat poured down the side of his head as Dr. Claw removed his gold mad devil ring gloved finger from the monitor while he continued to explain the situation at hand:
"Gadget's meddlesome friends are on high alert because Quimby thinks we might send a mole onto the flight and I cannot risk any screw ups so I am sending Presto Change-O over to Switzerland to create a diversion to keep Gadget's friends and his niece busy while you install the chip during Gadget's brain surgery" Dr. Claw articulately instructed to Myron who sat there nervously biting his fingernails down to the nubs before he spoke:
"But what about our deal, Dr. Claw? You said to me you had confidence I could get the job done so that we could be partners in my, I mean, OUR Cyborg project with Gadget"
Dr. Claw was getting very agitated about Myron constantly bringing up their partnership since he had sought him out to get rid of Dr. Von Slickstein and his patience with the man was running terribly thin so he made sure to let Myron know where he stood in his pecking order:
"Listen to me, you pathetic little fool, you're no different then my own agents who I have as little tolerance for them as I do you. One more mention of the Cyborg program and I will make sure you never see a dime nor walk away with your little excuse for a life" Dr. Claw roared as he pointed his MAD devil ring glove covered finger at the monitor almost breaking it while Myron sat there shaking at the thought of this foreboding individual getting his hands on him.
"As you command Dr. Claw" Myron said almost sulking while he looked at the hard bed of the van tapping his feet and slouching in the metal folding chair he sat on.
"Now you listen to me Dabble, I want you to go back to that plane and act as if this conversation had never happened because if I find out you've been detected by Quimby or any of Gadget's friends, I will personally make sure you do not see another day on this earth and instead of Gadget being the Cyborg, it will be YOU!" Dr. Claw roared slamming his fist into the desk making a crack in it and sending MAD cat fleeing for his own feline life behind the settling monitor which had just briefly flicked on and off after it hit the desk with a loud THUD.
Myron sat up straight in the folding metal chair feeling his teeth chatter when his brain was immediately shot back into reality when the vicious intimidating foreboding voice of Dr. Claw demanded an answer as he tapped his fingers on the top of his desk like a librarian scolding a loud patron:
"Is that clear Dabble!?"
"Yes Dr. Claw, I will not let you down!" Myron said raising his knuckles to his head and knocking them off it in the traditional MAD salute.
The computer screen blipped off and Myron took a minute to lay back in his chair to regain his composure and check the front of his pants for any "accident" he would have to fix once he got to the plane.
He got up on shaky legs and took a minute to stabilize himself before he exited the van. He was distracted by Lenny and Hangnail chuckling at him from the front and accidently slammed one of the back doors on his thumb.
He jumped around cussing to himself while his thumb throbbed and he tried to suck on it to stop the swelling only to see it turn black and blue. He opened the door of the taxi which had come back to pick him up and plopped down in the backseat in frustration after he shut the door a little more carefully this time.
Squirt, a small bald gangster like man who was dressed in cabbie clothes stared at Myron through the middle window chuckling at the disgraced scientist's display in the backseat.
Myron's temper got the better of him as he looked at Squirt in one of his most intimidating glares and shouted:
"Take me to the fucking plane, YOU IMBECILE"
"Whatever you say.. BOSS" Squirt laughed as Myron continued to suck on his thumb until the throbbing was down and he was able to put a band aid around it as the taxi started moving.
Myron sat back in the comfy backseat trying to compose himself even when the front of his pants made their "accident" smell waft through the entire cab forcing Squirt to open all the windows as the taxi zoomed away from the hanger headed towards the tarmac where the plane with the bionics compatible facilities sat waiting near a less busy terminal.
When it came into view, Squirt stopped the taxi a few hundred feet out of sight and turned to face Myron:
"This is as far as we go and you owe me a tip for having to clean up after your little diaper should have worn self"
"You were supposed to take me up to the fucking plane, you get that, fucking plane" Myron shouted at Squirt who looked at him quizzically.
"Yeah and this is my cab, my rules and you'd better get moving because if the boss finds out you bossed his cabbie around" Squirt said in a witty tone chuckling when Myron squirmed for his wallet and threw all of his money at his face.
"Here, take all of it! I don't care anymore, just leave me alone!" Myron almost shrieked as he got out of the taxi and slammed the door in annoyance and stomped his way to the airplane.
..
Dr. Claw motioned for Presto Change-O to come into his lair with a gesture of his hand. The magician had aged a bit, but still looked about the same in his top hat and magician's outfit as he stood in front of his desk with the blazing fire to his back.
"Do you understand what needs to be done? I want you to create a distraction for Gadget's niece and her friends while I give the good Doctor Dabble the chip" Dr. Claw instructed Presto Change-O.
"Hehehehhwhoo, you can count on me, Dr. Claw! I have the perfect plan to make sure Gadget's niece and Quimby won't know what hit them!" Presto Change-O laughed.
"Excellent, one of my charter concords will be waiting for you at my private airport at the bottom of the castle" Dr. Claw instructed Presto Change-O whose grin was quickly wiped away when he reminded him:
"Do not screw this up or I will make sure you go back to the prison I bailed you out of and let all the inmates you put there have their way with you" Dr. Claw shouted as Presto shook in his shoes and gulped at the thought of being stuck in the same prison without his magic powers and a bounty on his head.
"Right Dr. Claw, I will not fail you". Presto said bringing his knuckles up to the side of his head knocking them off of it.
"Good, you are dismissed" Dr. Claw said in a commanding tone as he got up out of his chair with MAD cat jumping off the desk following him out of his lair into the hallway.
He made his way with MAD cat by his side to a part of the castle where he kept his MAD jet stored in a tower ready for any escape he had to make.
He casually opened the passenger door for MAD cat who jumped in the passenger seat and snuggled up against it while Dr. Claw closed the lifted door shut.
He opened the lift door to his driver's or pilot's side seat and sat down on the comfy light brown leather of the MAD devil seat and started the engine by pressing a few switches and making sure to press the switch which opened the tower roof which was set to open at take off.
He grabbed the MAD devil gear shift as the roof of the tower opened and was airborne within seconds setting a course for Switzerland.