At a volcano, a rock monster comes out of lava, spitting some out. "Ah, fresh healing lava," He says in happily, swimming backwards in it. "These Earth volcanoes just melt away the stress of Mercury's hustle and bustle. I'm lucky I beat the seasonal rush. After a nice, long soak, I'll stroll down to the village and sample some of the local human brains I've heard so much about," He holds a lava drink and puts on some sunglasses. He takes a sip of his drink and then hears a whistle, spitting out the lava. "What the glork?"
He sees the source to be Jenny and Ms. Mecha. Obviously, their alarms directed them both here. "All right, I-"
"Alright, everybody out of the pool!" Brad exclaims from underneath, shocking both of them. "It's time to clean up the scum."
"Oh, no...OH no, don't ever do that again," Amy murmurs, facepalming at him.
The rock monster screams as he gets out. "No one ruins my vacation!" He throws a ball made out of lava. Jenny's arms turn into knives and she spins them around rapidly to fan it out. Amy holds up her hand and uses a big metal tennis racket to smack away the drops from Brad.
"Everybody out of the pool, Brad?" Jenny looks at him, a bit annoyed that he's not only interrupting, but also using lame lines like that.
"I was just tryin' to help," He shrugs at her.
"Here, you take the net-o-matic and bag the crater critter on our signal," She hands him the large device. She then flies off with Amy, and Brad doesn't look too happy.
"Net duty again? How lame," He complains as he puts it down and presses a button. A net grenade comes out of it and lands in his hand. The two heroes fly towards the monster, who jumps out of the lava and into the sky above them. He then cannonballs towards them both and Amy gasps since she'd get hit with lava. Jenny pushes her out of the way as she gets hit by the monster and lands in the lava.
"Jenny!" She shouts in concern, but the monster gets pushed backwards thanks to a punch from Jenny. Amy sighs in relief, but reminds herself to ask Sheldon to make her armor lava proof. Jenny and Ms. Mecha fly over him.
"Guys, guys, guys, guys!" Brad shouts at the duo.
"Huh?" They turn around to him, only for Jenny to get hit with a lava ball and land in the lava, thankfully seemingly lava-proof. Amy flies back a bit, but some lands on her armor, causing it to melt slightly.
"Ow!" She winces at this.
"Guys, what are you doing?" Brad wonders to them in disbelief, Jenny's face covered in lava. "You can't beat 'im with brute strength. Now, if it were me out there, I know it's not, but if it were-"
"Brad, we know what we're doing," Jenny interrupts in annoyance.
"Look, not that we don't appreciate the sudden advice and all, but can we not do this over a pool of lava?" Amy looks down at the lava.
The Crater Critter then punches both Jenny and Amy. Jenny lands in the lava while Amy lands just next to Brad. Amy groans a bit as she slowly sits up, Jenny pushing the Crater Critter away from her. The two fly up towards it, Amy now angry at him.
"Guys!"
"What?!" Jenny exclaims at Brad in exasperation.
"Watch out!" He warns, the Crater Critter grabbing their heads and smacking them into each other. This flattens both their heads until Jenny reforms one and Amy shakes her head back to normal.
"Good thing I always carry a full-sized spare," She smiles at Amy.
"And that I added padding in my helmet for situations like this," The brunette knocks on her head a couple of times to show that it doesn't hurt her. The Crater Critter suddenly grabs them both by the face this time.
"Spare this, you little party poopers!" He throws Jenny face-down into the lava and then elbows her. Then he spins around Amy like a rag doll and throws her hard. Brad opens his mouth in shock as she goes flying over his head.
"Oh, my gosh. They're done for unless I do something," Brad looks determined and dives forward. "I'll save you, Jenny!"
However, Amy flies back to them perfectly fine as Jenny holds up the Crater Critter above her head. Then Brad ends up tackling her to the lava. Amy flies nearby as she groans a little at him. "Brad, I thought I told you to stay put." Some lava gets onto the back of his pants and he flies up in pain. Amy sags her shoulders as Jenny stands up, irritated. She holds out her hand, catching Brad by the back of his shirt when he falls back down.
"Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot."
"Brad, this is lava, remember? Only Jenny can withstand it," Amy reminds him, very frustrated because he could get hurt trying to help them. He has no way to protect himself, so they can't watch over him while fighting this Critter.
The Crater Critter laughs while holding the net and tosses it. It opens up and captures all three of them, and they land on the other side. "You just had to get in the way, didn't you, Brad?" Jenny deadpans at the boy.
"You wanna tell us why you keep getting in the way before I pummel you?" Amy narrows her eyes at him.
"Look, Jenny, I've been by your side in, like, a million battles by now. And Ms. Mecha's also been by your side for, like, half of them." Amy growls at him for his attitude and his claim. "I wanna do more than sit on the sidelines with some lame net."
"Yeah, well, this 'lame net' has us trapped and at the mercy of a hungry monster. And it's not my juicy human brain he's gonna feast on," She informs him and he freezes in realization. The Crater Critter suddenly holds Brad's head.
"I don't know. After seeing him in action, I'm not sure he'll be much of a meal," He pokes the boy on the head, Jenny smirking at him.
"Good point."
"Yeah, not sure if it's worth it," Amy smiles in amusement.
"All right, all right! My brain is as rich and juicy as anyone else's! Same goes for Ms. Mecha!"
She sweats nervously as she doesn't know if that's a compliment or it just feels weird to her. "Well, then, let's crack your skulls open and have a look-see," The Crater Critter grabs hold of Brad's head. Suddenly a beam hits him from behind, and freezes him along with the lava. They all look up to see a gun attached to a ship.
"The Skyway Patrol," Brad says happily. Jenny looks annoyed while Amy looks terrified.
"Oh no..." She murmurs in fear.
"Oh, swell. Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse," Jenny deadpans to herself. Neither one of them are on good terms with the Skyway Patrol, the group that want to handle what they do...but Amy is a different story and Jenny still can't figure out why.
"That's a 7067 Skyhawk," Brad comments in awe. "If you guzzle a soda, that ship can circle the Earth before you have time to belch!"
"Yeah, yeah," Amy sighs a bit, Brad turning to her.
"You know about that?" He raises a brow and she flinches.
"Nope! Don't know what you're talking about," She deflects, glancing away as two soldiers and a Captain run out, repeating hup the whole time.
"By authority of the warrant issued by high command on Skydeck Q4J-Niner, I hereby place you under arrest for unauthorized lava bathing with intent to feast on human brains," The Captain reads off of a paper. "Take him away, boys."
"Hup, hup, hup, hup, hup," They huddle off with the frozen creature, leaving the Captain alone with the three teenagers.
"And as for you, XJ9 and Ms. Mecha, Skyway Patrol is the authorized authority for dealing with illegal alien activity. We will not tolerate the interference of robotic or metallic rookies," He scolds the both of them while Brad just has a wide smile on his face.
"Ugh," Amy says in disgust while still looking away from him.
"I coulda handled the critter myself," Jenny grumbles while looking away.
"Hey, are you guys taking new recruits?" Brad suddenly asks the man.
"What?!" Both Jenny and Amy exclaim, causing the brunette to turn around. She then flinches and turns away from the Captain again.
"The patrol is always looking for energetic young go-getters, my lad," The Captain states while setting them free. "Why, I know some young ones myself that I know are gonna be great on Skyway Patrol!"
Amy looks away annoyed.
"Just sign this enlistment form, and we'll jet you right off to the academy," He holds up a paper in front of Brad.
"Brad, you can't be serious," Jenny states in disbelief.
"Why would you wanna join Skyway Patrol?" Amy crosses her arms.
"I'm entirely serious, rookies," He remarks and starts to leave with the man. "I'm done sitting on the sidelines. It's time I was part of a team that appreciates my enthusiasm," He crosses his arms while standing in the elevator, leaving them behind on the frozen lake.
"Brad..." Jenny frowns at this. "I'm not doing it to make him feel like he's sidelined, but he's just not as experienced as we are."
"Brad's just being stubborn," Amy rolls her eyes. "He'll realize soon that Skyway Patrol's not all it's cracked up to be for a regular soldier."
"How do you know that?" Jenny raises a brow, the brunette flinching.
"No reason..."
Before Jenny can confront her about her inside Skyway Patrol knowledge, another ship lands, but it has another Crater Critter inside.
"Hey, why's the hot springs all frozen?" She then looks forward and points at the both of them. "You..." More of them arrive to surround the duo, as they all think that they did it.
"Now, uh, see here. We don't wanna get rough with you. So if you just leave-"
"Pile on!" One of them interrupts and they all start attacking the duo.
"Wow, the Skyway Patrol sky station," Brad gushes as it's actually in the sky. He looks at the training field that they pass by and skids out the door as soon as they land. "Talk about being where the action is." He sees some soldiers training by firing weapons. Some of them kick fake aliens made out of styrofoam, punching the last one. Some of them practicing flying ships around.
Brad's now in the recruit section, his clothes being vacuumed off of him. His head gets shaved to the point where there's only one strand until it's plucked off. His nose hairs get plucked, his eyes and ears get checked, and so does his mouth. His heartbeat is also checked and then something hits the back of his underpants. He looks back at his underwear to see that he's approved. Then he gets measured around his limbs for his uniform, which he then puts on. He gets air pumped in his shirt, his shoes polished, and then a Skyway Patrol hat. He smirks as he kicks open the door.
"Watch out, evildoers! Action Brad is on patrol." He rushes out of the room with a big grin, about to reach the ship when a big hand stops him.
"Halt!" A big tough guy stands in front of him. "Just where do you think you're goin', recruit?"
"Cadet, third class, Bradley Carbuckle reporting for duty, sir!"
He stands tall as the man overlooks him. "Son, what basic equipment is every cadet naked without?"
"A blaster?" Brad wonders while holding it up.
"WRONG!" He shouts so loud that the blaster is knocked out of his hand. He then gets in closer to Brad. "His paperwork...now, don't come back till you've got your proper duty forms! Hup, hup, hup!"
"Hup, hup, hup, hup, hup," Brad repeats while running and sweating. He sees the admissions building in his sight and gets inside. He reaches the desk and then salutes to the man sitting there. "Cadet Carbuckle reporting to receive duty order forms, sir."
"Certainly, Cadet," The man presses a button to make a huge stack of forms appear. "Just fill these out in triplicate and distribute them to the appropriate offices."
Mother's maiden name, date of birth, date of potty training completion, phone number, passport number, enlistment date... Brad thinks while filling out the papers and is now taking them to the offices. Flu shot, date of last oil change, date for the prom, doctor's mother's maiden name. He frowns as he's now surrounded by massive piles of paperwork, as he thought this would be more action-packed than it is. State of birth, state of despair. Dental records, number of fillings, dentist's mother's maiden...name.
He carries all the finished paperwork back to the man who ordered him to. "Hup, hup, hup," He says while panting as they're very heavy. The man flicks a finger against all the papers and listens to them, his eyes widening.
"Egads! You're missin' your JR-345! Get your tail back to dispatch, double time!" Brad readies his feet while turning around. "Move it: hup, hup, hup, hup!"
"Hup, hup, hup, hup," Brad stands in front of the one who gave him the paperwork. "I'm missing my JR-345. What do I do?!"
"Calm down, son. We have a perfect system of flawless filing," He then presses the button from the speaker. "Ensign, come here."
"Hup, hup, hup!" A man much shorter than the both of them arrives. "Sir, yes, sir!"
"Find this recruit's JR-345," The taller one points to Brad.
"Sir, yes, sir! Hup!" The shorter one dives into the cabinet, searching through multiple times somehow. He then jumps out once he's finished. "Not there, sir. Sorry, sir."
"Not there?" The taller one starts to panic. "Not there? Not there?!" He then pulls down an alarm that they have for lost papers. Wires fall as soldiers come down to search, Brad just looking around in confusion. He picks up a random paper on the desk and looks at it. He steps forward to the man from the desk.
"Um, is this it, sir?"
He takes a look and everyone pauses as they gather around. It seems to be the right paper as they stop panicking and all sigh in relief. The paper gets approved, and the man from the desk hands it to a proud Brad. "There you go, my boy, ready for action..." Then he gives him ANOTHER pile of paperwork. "After you fill out these Red Alert Incident Forms and deliver them to the incident department in quadruplicate."
He wheezes as he comes back after doing all the paperwork again. "Huuuup, huup, uh..."
"Now this is a ready recruit!" The larger, taller one puts a stamp on the first paper. "Welcome to the patrol, cadet."
Brad finally arrives to the Captain, where two people stand at his side. "Cadet Carbuckle...reporting for duty," He salutes as the two aides, a woman and a man, notice him and flinch, but say nothing.
"Why are you so late, cadet?" The Captain demands him. Brad then hands him a note he was told to give to him. "Ah, lateness due to red alert incident form. Well done, cadet. Report to your post." The two aides roll their eyes, watching him wobble over to his post, still holding all the papers. He then puts them down and sits in the chair. But he doesn't even get to enjoy sitting down for even a minute because an alarm goes off soon after. All the papers fly off to reveal a Crater Critter alert.
"Multiple alien sightings at Volcano Island, Captain!"
"All right, crew, prepare for take-off," The Captain points forward and Brad gushes.
"Oh, boy, this is perfect. Jenny and Ms. Mecha'll blow a gasket when we swoop in and beat 'em at their own game!" He smiles widely and the jet takes off.
Jenny is badly damaged back at the island, and Amy's armor isn't much better off either. "All right, you guys, we'll give you just once more chance to leave peacefully," Jenny states since they're outnumbered. One of them steps forward and Jenny punches it. Amy spins around to kick another behind her. As another one approaches, Jenny does a handstand to kick it away. Amy fires a laser to send one flying. Jenny spins around in the air to kick one back. Amy slides to send one off its feet and both of them look tired. Amy pants while sagging her arms. They've been fighting these guys for a while now...
"I've...had...just about...enough," Amy pants out to Jenny.
"Why...won't you...stay...down?" Jenny complains as they're surrounded once again.
"I guess you could say..." One of them starts off while regrowing rock, the others doing the same.
"That when it comes to..."
"Fighting earthlings..."
"We rock."
"Aw, nuts," Jenny complains at not only this but the lame joke.
"These guys gotta have a weakness..." Amy rubs a temple and both of them get grabbed. One of them approaches the duo, cracking his knuckles.
"Since you ruined our favorite hot spot, it only seems fair that we get to eat your brains."
"Uh, you wouldn't like my brain," Jenny smiles nervously at him. "It's all circuit-y and metallic."
"Uhh, mine too. Yeah, totally inedible," Amy looks away, wincing as if they take off her helmet, as damaged as it is, someone might stumble across the sight and know who she is.
"Oh, good, we haven't been getting our recommended daily allowance of iron," He holds up a knife and then looks up to see the Skyway Patrol ship approaching. "It's Skyway Patrol!" As soon as he says that, Amy shakes in fear.
"Multiple targets sighted, Captain."
"Navigator, maintain holding pattern," He orders, looking to his aides, who both just sigh at him. The man holds out a sandwich for him to eat while the woman holds out a lemonade, both of them looking annoyed.
"What?" Brad wonders in confusion.
"We're still awaiting attack forms from high command. But don't worry. They're on their way," The Captain answers and then reaches out to take a sip of lemonade. Meanwhile, the delivery bird that has the attack forms is struggling to fly with them, gasping.
"Captain, it appears that the crater critters are about to eat the rogue robots' brains," One of them reports back.
"Maintain holding pattern, only more so."
"Captain, please," Brad pleads with him. "In desperate times, immediate, rash action is the only answer, for if we fail to act, we fail to uphold the ideals of Skyway Patrol itself." The man and woman smile at him while the Captain's lip quivers. "Liberty, equality, and...and-whatever the third one is."
"By thunder, you're right," The Captain stands up, inspired by Brad's speech. He then takes a hammer and breaks some glass. He then takes out a stamp... "Prepare paperwork to request permission to take rash and immediate action."
"Huh?" Brad wonders before being given a heavy stack of papers, and the Captain stamps it twice.
"Now, fill out those rush forms in triplicate and attach them to a homing pigeon!"
Both of his aides sweat nervously at him, looking outside. The Crater Critters look up at the plane and notice that nothing's happening. "They ain't doing nothing."
"Well, then, where were we?" Another one holds up the scalpel.
"The ever-reliable Skyway Patrol," Jenny grumbles as the scalpel hits her head. Brad looks up and sees them cutting her metal head open. Amy struggles to get free, but is being held tight.
"Oh my gosh, Jenny and Ms. Mecha are really in trouble. Wait a minute," He rubs his chin. "The rogue robot are in trouble." He zips over and notices that the two aides are gone as he salutes. "Sir, while we await orders, the rogue robots, XJ-9 and Ms. Mecha, continue to step over our bounds of authority."
"Hmm, you're right. Those automatons have made fools of us long enough!"
"Shall we beam them aboard and take them into custody?" Brad asks with a knowing smile.
"Yes!" He presses a button and a beam arrives between him and Brad...revealing even MORE papers. "Right after you fill out the beaming aboard requests in quintruplicate." However, a beam hits the girls and he recoils back in alarm. "What?!"
The two look up to see the Captain's aides waving at them from the loading dock. "Hey, those two don't seem to care about paperwork," Brad murmurs to himself. Suddenly the door is forced open by the Crater Critter that they froze earlier. All of them scream and hide. "What's he still doing here?"
"We only had orders to arrest the beast," The Captain answers in fear. "We're still awaiting deportation forms."
"That does it!" Brad exclaims and runs up to the controls. He pulls on the levers.
The Crater Critters hold onto the girls as Jenny's head is already sawed off. "Please, no, this is my last spare head!" They open up her skull to reveal her robotic brain and Amy shakes nervously as they have a scalpel in front of her eyes. Before they can feast on Jenny's braid, the critters are suddenly frozen thanks to a beam from the Skyway Patrol ship. "Yes, better late than never."
"Thank goodness," Amy smiles in relief. One of the aides slams down a button and the beam now works as they're teleported to be on both sides of Brad.
"Welcome aboard, Jen, Ms. Mecha. You remember our little friend," He glances to the first one they encountered, Amy glancing back at the pile of paperwork behind him.
"Oh, goodie, a couple of nice young brains," He punches his fists together.
"Brad, these creatures can't be destroyed, and we're too damaged to even come close," Jenny says in worry while moving down her head.
"We've tried everything," Amy frowns in worry while looking through a cracked helmet.
"Say, I think it's time we put all this paperwork to good use. Do you know how to play rock, paper, scissors?" Brad asks knowingly to them and they smirk.
"One, two, three," They all draw paper, joining hands. Brad spins Jenny around so that she can come a bazooka and he lets go of Amy. She lands on top of all the papers, putting a hand on one. She smirks as she aims her other hand at the creature, her hand turning into a launcher. Brad vacuums up one half of paperwork while Amy gets the other. Both of them fire at the same time, knocking the critter to the wall. Eventually it's all piled onto him, making a mountain.
"Paper covers rock," Brad smirks up at Jenny.
"Cadet Carbuckle," The Captain speaks with his aides surrounding him. "Your quick thinking defeated the crater critter, but it was totally unauthorized!" Both the aides frown at him while Amy just shakes her head. "And you," He points at both Amy and Jenny. "We've had enough of your lone wolf, loose cannon tactics."
"We are not loose cannons," Jenny defends and Amy rubs her neck.
"Um..." She hesitates since she and Jenny are still armed. Amy drops her launcher while Jenny turns back to normal and they both look up at the Captain.
"Anyway, we don't work alone," Jenny states, nudging Brad. Amy smiles and pats his back. "We have a team of our own."
"Be that as it may, we can't let this unauthorized activity continue. You're both under arrest!"
"Hey, that's fine," Brad says as the girls smile knowingly as do the aides. "But you'll need an arrest warrant." The Captain drops his face and his finger in realization. "But before you can get a warrant, you have to fill out a warrant request form," The three walk past as Brad holds his uniform, but is still bald. He then tosses the clothes onto the floor. "And before you get a warrant request form, you have to fill out a request acquisition requisite document in triplicate," He presses a button to put forms into everyone's hands except the aides. The two step to the side as the paperwork falls on everyone else. Jenny rubs Brad's head proudly. "If you follow proper procedure, you should be finished in 10 or 20 years," He takes the top of Jenny's head and puts it over his. The three then laugh and Brad looks back at the two aides. "Hey, thanks for the help, guys."
"No problem, son," The man tells him in assurance, the woman leaning in towards the trio.
"Trust us, we have to deal with his tendencies all the time..."
"Well, at least we know two people we can trust here," Jenny smiles and they wave at the two as they leave. The Captain pops out of the paperwork.
"You three hooligans won't get away with this! I'm gonna put three rush stamps on this! Just wait till I've got the proper paperwork!"
The two aides sigh as they go to calm him down, since they're the only ones that can. Hence why they're not getting fired right now for not stopping them.
Angel: Oh my lord, this is gonna be another rant and I'm sorry for writing those, but this is genuinely annoying. Lately people have been messaging me over PM about story requests, some of them complete strangers.
To those who are familiar with me, you guys know that I have enough future content right now. I either find a show that I used to watch and write it or I sometimes consider suggestions. I said sometimes, not constantly. I haven't gotten to that new content from the poll I put up, but I'm working on it. It's just very slow because I work 5 days a week. Gotta earn money somehow, right?
To the strangers though, you guys are perfectly capable writing the show yourself. Stop relying on other people to do it for you, please. If you think you can't do it, I felt the same way when I started, and you know what? I don't regret it. Yes, there are stories out there that I don't want to remember or at least story experiences I don't want to remember. Such as Panther or Sophia X for vastly different reasons. But that's how you use those experiences to grow. Yeah, there are people who aren't going to like what you do, I've had those comments where people don't like the fact that I follow canon most of the time or that I insert an OC into canon. I am going slow, but I still love what I do. As much as I've had to deal with shit, I also have good memories of almost 7 years of this.
And also stop asking me about TMNT, not dealing with the franchise anymore because I get too many impatient requests about it. I might do the Netflix film for Rise of the TMNT, but that's about it as far as anything TMNT related. I've had too much exposure to the franchise enough as it is. If you don't like these answers, that's fine. But understand that I am only one person that doesn't do every single show out there. If I did, I'd have to go through shows I don't like and as a result, I would be annoyed or bored writing them. I'm not taking story requests now, please move onto something else, thank you.