Sitch of the Living Dummy
By MaceEcam
Chapter 5
I.
Ron pressed the mangled door of his locker shut and hefted his bag back on to his shoulder. The door swung back open; Ron shut it again. It swung open again.
Run pressed it shut.
It opened.
Shut.
Open.
Shut!
Open.
SHUT!
Open.
Ron grabbed the door and slammed it closed as hard as he could; there was a clatter as the hunk of twisted metal fell off of it's hinges and landed on the floor.
"Another week Stoppable!" Barkin could be heard yelling from down the hall. Ron wanted to scream "oh come on!" at the top of his lungs, but bit his tongue instead.
After finding Slappy standing on Felix Ron had dragged the dummy back to his locker, only to find the door hanging half off it's hinges, as if someone had beaten the door with a bat…from the inside. Which explained how Slappy had gotten out. Of course Barking had chosen that exact moment to show up, and after seeing the damage done to Ron's locker gave him another week of detention for "Damage to school property"
"And how do you suppose I broke it from the inside?" Ron had mumbled behind Barkin's back, and then immediately covered his mouth. Luckily the teacher didn't hear him, so Ron had avoided further trouble. Ron quickly did the math in his head. Four weeks for the classroom, two for running in the halls, and two for the locker. Eight weeks. Two months.
Great. That was gonna be fun. Ron didn't even want to think about how that would interfere with missions with Kim. Well at least he had completed the first day, plus he would have time to get all of his homework done. It was with this comforting thought that Ron left the high school building, Slappy tied firmly to the back of his backpack.
Now that they were alone, Slappy turned his head around…all the way around…so he could talk to Ron. "So slave, here's the deal."
"So you can talk. I was beginning to think I was imagining the whole thing." A look of thought crossed Ron's face. "Then again I might still be"
Slappy opened his mouth and leaned forward as far as he could in the ropes wrapped around him, and caught some of Ron's hair in his mouth. He gave a tug; Ron let loose a cry of pain.
"Real enough for ya?"
In response Ron slammed his head back into Slappy's.
"Ow!"
"Forget I'm made of wood didn't you?"
"No!" was Ron's reply, followed, a little sheepishly, by "Maybe"
The dummy gave a short laugh. "Ok here's the deal. You spoke the words, so you're my slave now. As long as you do everything I say, I'll leave you alone…unless I'm bored of course. But if you cross me at all, I'll make your life a living heck. Got it?"
"I'm sorry what?" Ron asked distractedly, turning his head to try and get a look at the dummy. "I wasn't paying attention, I was busy trying to think of a way to get rid of you."
The dummy studied him. "Your not like any of my other slaves, by this point they'd be quivering in fear."
"I admit you're pretty scary," Ron said, stopping and waiting for the WALK sign to come on. When it did, he quickly crossed the street and turned left along the sidewalk. "But you're no monkey."
"…I don't know how to respond to that."
They continued walking for several more minutes in silence, Slappy trying to get out of the ropes that Ron had tied him to the bag with. Ron chuckled. "Good luck getting out of those"
"This rope is starting to chafe. Where did you learn to tie these things anyway?"
"Art's and Crafts"
"…You need to stop saying things I don't know how to respond to."
"So what's your origin?" Ron asked the dummy.
"My what?"
"You're origin. All villain's have an origin, at least all the ones I know. And Kim and I have fought a LOT of bad guys."
"Is that so?" Slappy raised his eyebrow. "Well I don't got one see? I'm pure evil!"
"Uh huh. Sure you are. Well it doesn't really matter, you won't be my problem for much longer anyway."
"What? Where are we going anyway?"
"I'm taking you back where you came from."
"Canada?"
This caught Ron by surprise and made him stumble. "You're from Canada?"
"Why of course, aren't all dummies Canadian? Or is that all Canadian's are dummies?"
"Funny. No, I'm taking you back to the store I bought you at. In fact, here we are."
Nothing had changed during that day. The old looking sign on a pole standing at the entrance of the lot still read: COMING SOON: ELDERVIEW SHOPPING PLAZA, and the lot still looked like a ghost town. However the store appeared to be closed, the inside darker and the windows somehow dustier seeming than before. The hours had been painted on the window at some point, but time had chipped the paint away until all that was left was ineligible.
"What a dump" Slappy said from behind Ron. Ron ignored him and tried knocking on the glass; there was no answer. He squinted through the near opaque glass but to no avail; he couldn't make out any movement in the store.
"Don't do this to me…" Ron whined at the building in annoyance. A rain drop landed on Ron's head and he looked up. On the walk over the clouds had started to fill the sky, but he had been hoping it would hold off until he had gotten home.
"Hey-hey watch it!" Slappy exclaimed from his back. "Do you want me to get mildew or something?"
Ron ignored him and tapped harder.
"Here, let me help!" Slappy said. It was then that Ron realized that thanks to the rain water Slappy had managed to free one of his arms; with a maniacal laugh the dummy swung it's arm back over it's and Ron's shoulder as fast as it could into the window.
The window shattered.
The alarm went off.
II.
"Ready Rufus?" Kim asked the naked mole rat currently occupying the pocket on the front of her blue and yellow jumping outfit. After securing a mini-helmet onto it's head, the pet gave a thumbs up. Kim checked her own pack one more time, then jumped.
The feel off falling through the air at fifty miles per hour gave Kim a thrill like no other; of all the parts of world-saving this was by far the best part. She narrowed her arms and legs and leaned her body forward to pick up speed. She passed through a pale while cloud and felt the moister adhere to her body. It felt wonderful.
The Kimmunicator let off a tell tale beep signaling that connection had been lost; Wade had warned her that Dementor had erected a field around his latest lair to prevent any unwanted signals getting in or out. This meant that Wade was unable to get any current scans of the place, but had luckily tracked down the original blueprints of the place from the building original owners. As to if it still looked anything the same….here's hoping.
Judging herself a safe distance from the ground, Kim pulled the string on her suit and the back pack opened as the parachute shot out and opened. A jerk ran through her body as it caught the frigid Russian air; a moment later Kim's mind was filled with worry.
"We're falling to fast" Kim thought to her self. The cold air surrounding this northern base wasn't lifting the chute as much as warm air would have, and as a result Kim and Rufus were falling to fast. They still had some distance to go, but if Kim didn't think of something fast…
Kim pulled her laser lipstick out of her pocket and pulled the bottle of water out of the suit's built in holder. Unscrewing the water with her teeth and spiting out the lid she aimed and fired the laser into the water. Steam shot from the container as the water was quickly boiled away; the steam pulled in the parachute…
…and did absolutely nothing, and in seconds with water was all gone and the laser had shot a hole in the plastic of the bottle.
Rufus screamed.
"Yeah, I was hoping that would work." Kim answered fear creeping into her voice. The ground was getting awfully close.
"Idea!" Rufus shouted. He dived into his pocket and climbed out a moment later carrying a packet of Bueno Nacho Fire Sauce. Holding the packet in his mouth and clinging to Kim against the wind he climbed on top of her and opened the packet.
A pain shot through Kim's body as she stopped almost instantly; the heat from the hot sauce packet filling the chute completely like a hot air balloon. In fact…were they rising?
"Rufus, to much up, need more down!" Kim shouted at the rodent. He squeezed the packet shut and after a moment the two of them were falling again, albeit more slowly as Rufus controlled the release of hot air to keep them aloft.
Kim could see the lair for a while now; it looked like an old store house of some kind situated against the edge of a cliff, with just a few feet on two of the sides for the watch to pass by on. As she neared she stuck her feet out planning to land on the large eastern side of the mountain top; a sudden gust of wind pushed her slightly left. Instead she hit the roof running; after the first few steps through she ran out of roof and went falling.
Off a side with just enough room for someone to walk on.
"What the-" The guard on watch duty asked before Kim slammed into him, knocking him off the cliff. As the guard let out a sound of terror Kim began to fall with him, only slower. She grabbed the man's shirt as he fell and pulled out and fired her grapple; the hook shot up and caught the roof of the building. They stopped moving down, but Kim still had plenty of forward momentum. Holding the man, she swung back up dropped the man on the ground, continuing her swing she broke through the window into the lair.
It was quite. Too quite if you asked Kim. The room she had landed in took up the entire warehouse, save for some offices along the walls. Large boxes covered the floor, and in the center of the room was a pedestal with the PDVI sitting atop it.
"What is with Dementor and pedestals?" Kim thought as she picked the PDVI from the stand. "And where is everybody? This is way to easy."
She got her answer when she turned around. The boxes that had been laying around the room begin to move, in a moment they had all been thrown off revealing Dementor's Henchmen underneath.
"Ah, Frauline Possible. So nice to see you." Came a sharp, German voice from the shadows."
"Dementor. Been playing Metal Gear Solid?" She replied with a smirk, removing the parachute. "Of course, you could of fit in a shoe box.
Several of the henchmen snickered and Dementor gave them an angry look.
Dementor calmed down after a moment. "Do you know why I ave stolen the Pan-Dimensional Vortex Inducer again?"
"To take over the world?"
"No!" Dementor yelled sharply, as if privy to a joke. "To lure YOU here Frauline Possible. So that I can steal your SUPER SUIT!"
"Um, I'm not wearing my super suit."
Dementor paused in his rant. "What?"
"I'm not wearing my super suit." Kim repeated.
Dementor frowned and walked over to Kim. He looked her up and down. "Why are you not in the wearing of the super suit? You are never in the wearing of the super suit!" He said with an accusing tone.
"It's really more of a Deus ex machina" Kim admitted.
"Aregh! But the planning with the stealing and the henchmen with the boxes and the buffoon-wait," Dementor paused. "Where is the buffoon?"
"His name's Ron. And he got detention for insulting people with his ventriloquist dummy."
Dementor stopped pacing. "So the dummy was playing with a dummy yes?"
"That joke is getting old" Kim thought to herself; out loud she answered, "Funny thing about that dummy, it was a bit taller than you."
"AGAIN with the short jokes. But no more Frauline Possible," he said reaching into his coat, "NO MORE!" And with that he pulled a small green plastic container out of his coat. "Well Frauline Possible, do you feel the fear?"
"Why would I be afraid of a tub of Play Dough?"
"YOU WILL SEE!" And with that Dementor ripped open the jar and dived his hand into it. When he pulled his hand out it was covered in some kind of gooey green goop which he…
"Eww!" Kim shouted, "What are you eating?"
"YOUR DOOM!!" he shouted dramatically as he replaced the lid.
Nothing happened.
"Vere is the growing?" Dementer asked after a moment. He peered at the can and then threw it down in disgust. "I can't BELIEVE that didn't work. I am so with the blowing up of the Middleton store vere I perchance that icky stuff. In the meantime, HENCHMEN, ATTACK!"
The henchmen had been standing around so long not doing anything that they were no longer paying attention. By the time enough of them had realized what was going on Kim had already dispatched half of them. She quickly took down the others.
Kim stood in the middle of the room, tossing the PDVI lightly in one hand. She hopped down from the pile of henchmen that she was standing on, and dropped into a battle stance facing Dementor.
Suddenly Dementor dropped to the floor and grabbed his head. "Oww…my head…it hurts!"
Alarmed, Kim rushed to his side, but before she could do anything to help he slammed his arm to his side, slamming it into Kim. With an "Oof!" She was flung across the room into the wall.
"Uh.." Kim said shaking her head. She looked up.
Dementor had torn off his helmet revealing the dark matted hair underneath. As Kim watched frozen in horror Dementor…changed. He grew taller, wider-her just GREW!
He finally stopped at about 12 feet tall- easily three times his original height. His clothing was straining against him, and when he turned a ripping sound was heard as his shirt tore in the back.
"Oh oh" Rufus squeaked from Kim's pocket. "What's the-" Kim began before having to dive out of the way as Dementor-giant swung his first down. It his where she had been just half a second ago.
As she rolled Kim caught sight of the jar that Dementor had eaten the green stuff out of; he must have dropped the container when he mutated. After coming up from her role she hand sprung toward it hoping to grab the can and read the label, but was stopped as a massive hand grabbed on the back of her clothing and pulled her back. She found herself face to face with a close-up of what was most definitely not the prettiest face in the world.
"Well Frauline Possible?" Dementor boomed in a voice that left Kim cringing from the force of the blast, "aRE you afraid NOW?!"
Dementor wrapped his hands around Kim's waist. "NO MORE WILL I BE SUBJECT TO THE SHORT JOKES. FROM NOW ON, ALL SHALL FEAR ME, FOR I AM…DEMONSTER!" He roared into her face. He continued to squeeze, and Kim was about to pass out from lack of breathing.
Sensing that his human friend was in trouble, Rufus climbed out of the pocket. He ran up the length of Dementor's arm and onto the giants face, where he-
"ARGHH!" Dementor screamed dropping Kim. Kim fell the five feet to the floor and went "Oof!" as the little air that remained in her lungs was forced out; a moment later her throat hurt as her lungs flooded with precious oxygen. Rufus landed beside her clutching a really longnose hair.
Kim scooped Rufus up and, spotting the can a few feet away from them dove for it. She shoved the can into her pocket and pulled out her grapple just as Dementor charged at then again; firing the grapple Kim sung up into the rafters.
"Na na na na na." Rufus taunted at him. Dementor, tall as he was, still couldn't reach all the beam where Kim and Rufus not stood. After jumping up and down a few times, he discovered to his chagrin that he couldn't jump very high in his enlarged state. Giving up, he walked over to one of the warehouses many support pillars nearest Kim and braced himself against it; he pushed and a moment later the pillar gave way with a groan.
"Whoa" Kim said trying to keep her balance as the beam she was standing on began to shake. As she tried to find purchase the canister slipped from slipped from her fingers and landed on the ground, rolling into a corner formed by a concrete wall and a large metal box. Kim jumped from the beam just as it finally gave way, she pulled out her grapple and-
CACHUCK
Nothing. The grapple was jammed. With a bone jarring pain she hit the ground and ran for the crack as fast as she could, escaping down the hole just as Dementor reached it. Due to his size the madman couldn't get more than one arm to fit into the hole; with it he desperately scrambled to catch hold of her.
This gave Kim a chance to catch her breath. Making sure she was out of Dementor's reach she carefully bent over and picked up the can. Turning it over she read the label.
MONSTER BLOOD
"What is thisstuff?" She asked. She popped open the lid and peered inside. It was fill of some kind of bubbling green goo, and smelt of eggshell." Kim resisted the urge to barf and quickly covered it with the lid. She then began turning the container over in her hands, looking for some kind of warning or instructions or something-ANYTHING really- that would explain what had happened to Dementor.
Suddenly there was a popping sound. A normal size Dementor, clad in nothing but his boxer shorts, fell through the opening onto the floor at Kim's feet.
"What? What happened to the big?" He demanded.
Kim was confused as well, but then she smirked as found what she was looking for. She held it up for Dementor to see.
Printed on the side of side of the jar, near the bottom, in tiny print, was the following:
WARNING: COLD WEATHER MAY AFFECT RESULTS
"Give me that!" Dementor yelled jumping for the can; but once again, he was to short to reach it. In fact…he was getting smaller. As Kim and Rufus watched Dementor, and thank goodness his boxers, were getting smaller and smaller, finally stopping at just shorter than Rufus.
Kim laughed and picked him up. "So I guess that makes you Professor De-mini-tor now Doc?"
"I will be in the having of my revenge!" the minuscule madman shouted, he's arms waving widely.
"I'm gonna go ahead and go with 'no'" Kim replied; with that she dropped him into a pocket on her jacket and buttoned him in. "That should keep you till I have a talk with GJ," She said.
Kim walked out the crack and looked around. The place was a mess. Several pillars had been destroyed or damaged, and sometime during the fighting all of the henchmen had run for it. Against the far wall was a computer monitor; she picked the PDVI up from where she had dropped it and went over to the computer.
It didn't take long for her to activate the self destruct switch. She pressed it and calmly walked out of the building to wait for the GJ ride to come pick her up; seconds later the base had gone up in flames.
A moment later there was a beep signifying that the Kimmunicator signal was no longer being blocked; a nano second later Wade rang in.
"Hey Wade, what's up-" Kim began but was interrupted.
"Kim!" Wade shouted, "Ron's been arrested!"
A/N: I was so looking forward to this chapter. When I was working on chapter 2 during the store scenes I had the funny thought of Dementor using Monster Blood, and this was born. It's a lot longer then my other chapters, but I couldn't really find a good stopping point other that the split between the parts of Ron and Kim. But I really wanted to get them out together, and in the end I'm glad I didn't change anything.