Review Thanks: Thank you trixy14 for commenting and highlighting the points of which you liked, which, encourages me to go on and improve if possible. And I'll try to keep up the 'good work'. Thanks acosta perez jose ramiro for reviewing and letting me know that the two scenes were good. And the whole Cindy being representative didn't occur to me, so, thanx for the idea. And merci (French for thank you, pronounced MAHYR-SEEH), Princess of the High Lands for reviewing as well and noting the attitude change in Betty and also letting me know that the scenes were cool.

Ch: 7
...Dance the Polka...!

So, now you pretty much get the idea as to why nobody was home. Jimmy, Carl, and Sheen searched every house for any sign of someone's presence. But, nope! There's none! No sign. As the three decided to finish the speculation of houses, they collapse, tired from their journey home and constant fear over the absence of their neighbors.

"Maybe, a big slimy looking thing from another dimension came to gather everyone off the earth to act as slaves and dance the polka for his amusement!" Guess who guessed that.

"Or maybe the Yolkians abducted everyone again as revenge... again!" Carl stated his opinion.

"That's just stupid!" Sheen snickered in attempt to hold back laughter.

"Guys, just calm down!" Jimmy urged with exhaustion, tired of their continual bickering. "They're probably just in a big group elsewhere or something!"

"What is the matter with you guys? My idea is perfect picture...!" Sheen shouted.

Jimmy cut off to quickly correct, "You mean picture perfect?"

"Whatever! It is pure... uh, non-fantasy! If there's a word for that, let me know. But, you guys are whacked! Like your ideas would ever happen!" Sheen smirked once more, thinking he's just brilliant. And as he laughs, a big swirling portal appeared and a slimy looking creature took hold of them and pulled them in... naw, just kiddin'. That is the most unlikely to occur.

Jimmy rolled his eyes as Sheen got all hyperactive over his ingenius theory. "And then...!" would be repeatedly heard as the sugar-high kid continued to add on to what he believed. "I know it happened! It was on Ultra Lord episode 297! (If Sheen did mention that number in the series, please alert me and I'll change it.)," Sheen nodded intelligently.

"Once we regain our strength, we can start looking again. In the morning we'll continue," Jimmy announced as he layed his head down on the soft grass in Retroville Park, which fortunately remained the same after the big transformation.

"Look for what? There's nobody here! Weren't you listening?" Sheen shouted in aggravation. Ignoring this, both Carl and Jimmy fell asleep as Sheen stood trembling in fury awaiting an answer.

Morning:
Sheen still stood in the exact same spot, in the exact same pose, with the exact same infuriated look, still awake. His eyes were all bloodshot and his face was actually a little more relaxed, for sleepiness was just catching up on him. A couple seconds into daylight, Sheen decided to lay down and go to bed and harass them when he awoke. Immediately, he drifted off in sleep. But, of course, a couple minutes later, Jimmy woke up, and Carl stirred. When both Carl and Jimmy were completely up and standing, they agreed they should wake their maniac friend up. Carl kicked him rather hard in revenge for the many times Sheen had kicked him as they wandered home.

Sheen's eyes almost instantaneously shot open as he sprung up, shook a fist at Carl and shouted, "Don't ever kick me, man! Or else you're gonna regret it!" Then, about three seconds later Sheen is all over the park, bouncing off trees, tripping over flowers. Yep, those few minutes were just what he needed to regain energy! Weird. This didn't occur as different to the red-headed llama lover or the big-headed braniac, considering that they didn't realize that Sheen had just gone to sleep.

"Oh yea!" Sheen exclaimed as he remembered something. He flew back to the two who stood still, yawning, and grew rapidly belligerent, "Didn't you guys listen to me?"

"Yes, Sheen, you were threatening Carl, we heard," Jimmy replied, scratching the back of his head lazily.

Sheen screeched quite loudly, "No! You guys said that we'd continue looking for everyone else, and you guys weren't listening to my obviously brilliant idea that a slimy looking, ten-horned, five eyed, seven toed, ninety tailed, girl creature came and abducted everyone off Earth having the boys do her laundry and cook and the girls to sew and clean while dancing the polka!"

"Since when was it a girl?" Carl questioned quietly.

"He just is!" Sheen exasperatingly replied, not realizing that he makes absolutely no sense!

As Sheen calmed down, they started once more on their expedition in search of their lost neighbors. Right as they were leaving the park, two ugly dark mustard yellow hummers (sorry if you like the dark mustard yellow color) drive down the road speedily.

"Look out, the creature is disguised as Mrs. Vortex!" Sheen jumped back in fright. Yes, Sasha was among those who were helping Brooke's family escape. She was driving. What she did in the jail break was jumping off the roof and tackling the guards and tying them up, which, she enjoyed very much.

Brooke sat in her ginormous thrown which was covered with amethyst, aquamarine, opal, pearl, diamond, sapphire, emerald, and more. Thus, it was attractively shiny. I like shiny. Anyway, she sat there monotonously waiting. She glanced up at the glass clock that was on the far wall to her right, it was eleven twenty three. She was growing impatient, she wanted her family now! When they'd be locked up in the Retroville jail, Brooke would be contacted.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang. She picked it up and answered kindly, "This is Brooke, the near tyrant of the world, may I help you?"

"Yes, Brooke..."

"Queen Brooke!" Anger flowing, pulse increasing, stomach growling!

"Sorry. Queen Brooke. We have attained your family of three: Betsy, Beautiful Soregeous, and Professor Alamitous."

Sighing. "It's Betty! Beautiful Gorgeous! And Professor Calamitous!"

"Right. Sorry, Queen Brooke. But, we have them..."

In the background, Betty cried in ire, "Hey! What is the matter with you people! You sweetly escort us out of the jail after breaking us out, you take us to all the finest restaurants to Retroville, ensuring that we will be most comfortable when we arrive, then, you snap on hand cuffs, push us by our faces into the same cell! Do you know how much trouble that's going to cause!"

"Shut her up!" Professor Calamitous shouted in agony.

"QUIET!" Betty ordered. Beautiful Gorgeous just sat there, she learned who was in charge the hard way, and was upset that it wasn't her. Brooke had hung up well before the screaming argument had occured and was well on her way over, on her favorite piece of filthy tar!

When she arrived she pleasantly greeted her family, "Hello, dear Mom and Betty."

"Ahem," her granddad cleared his throat, awaiting a 'hello'.

"How have you two been?" She continued, ignoring this plea for attention.

"Oh, just great! We were transferred from one jail cell to another! Why did you bring us here?" Beautiful queried as Betty just about freaked out when she tried to scream but no sound came forth. She had hoarse throat... YES! Professor Calamitous and BG noticed this and both smiled at this fact.

But, good old granddad didn't get his mind changed from the fact that his 'better' granddaughter was ignoring him quite professionally. Brooke answered as she avoided her grandfather jumping up and down waving his arms, "Because, I wanted you guys to be here in Retroville."

"But, I hate Retroville!" Beautiful screamed. Betty had a hand on her throat as she attempted to speak, but the only noise that did come out sounded like a toad (he he).

"You'll love it when you see what I did to it. Sorry about having you guys having bags over your heads on the way in, I wanted it to be a surprise," Brooke smiled.

Professor Calamitous felt a heap of suspicion, "This can't be good."

Still ignoring him, the blond girl in, now a stylish, but still dark, dress ordered two people, "Take both of them out of the cell and escort them to the park." The two guys opened the cell and took each of the girls while one stayed near the door to prevent the confused and rather upset Professor Calamitous.

Brooke walked with the two guys who had a firm grip on each of the girls, mom and daughter, to the park, without bags over their heads. When they reached outside, Beautiful Gorgeous gasped, and Betty just dropped her mouth, not wanting to make a sound due to the pain that would await her. Outside were towering, eerie, buildings that screamed evil... but, yet, not quite evil. Brooke explained to her two family members, "You know how I was being really good to Granddad and he mistreated my faithfulness by a great amount?" Two nods. "Well, naturally, revenge would fill a person's veins, such as me, correct?" Again, two nods, still gaping mouths. "The greatest revenge I thought of which is pretty good, I admit, is stealing Granddad's plan to rule the world and mock him for the rest of my life! That's good, huh?" Still nods. "Well, I presume you're wondering how I would achieve such a great goal, am I right?"

"Well, duh!" BG managed to exclaim in her awe and pride over her daughter.

"When we were over in California, and you guys were busy getting stuck in a bubble or whatever it was, I was able to snatch one of Jimmy's inventions. He called them 'gravitational gloves' which were so lame, so I changed the name to Levitae. And, in case you didn't follow, the gloves have the capability of projecting a green ray of anti-gravity and lifting things. So, pretty much, I have the power to lift and move things. Yup! What I didn't understand, though, is if they control gravity, why does it move things left, right, forward, backward and such? I have my people working on that. Well, there you have it, pretty clever, hm?"

Betty closed her eyes and lowered her head as she nodded in agreement, she didn't like to admit that her sister was good at something. By this time, Beautiful had tears of joy in her eyes, jovial that her daughter sought revenge against her very hated father and that Brooke was succeeding! "I'm so proud of you!" She cried out merrily as her older daughter shook a fist at her enviously and as her younger daughter smiled.

"Hey look! People!" A weak voice faintly cried.

"The slimy creature of the other dimension has disguised himself as Nissa and he brought his four friends along to look like Betty, Beautiful Gorgeous, and two guys holding 'em! It's a set up I tell ya! A set up! ...Hey look! A rat!" A very loud and clear voice exclaimed. (And he continually calls the creature a 'him' after stating that it was a girl...) The only five in the park looked around frantically for the voices that shouted. Finally, they beheld Jimmy, Carl, and uh, that's it? Where's Sheen? Anyway, the two were slowly running up, because of Carl it was a laggard jog.

Brooke snickered as she lifted the two up with the still loose gloves, "Are you seriously running up to me? Did you not learn from before that I am unstoppable?" She kept them levitated as she took them to the jail cell and placed them in there... the same one that Professor Calamitous miserably sat in. "Enjoy the company, you two," Brooke chimed as she went back outside to her family.

Me: Buenos dias! Como estas? Yo? Bien. Muy bien. And that's the extend of my conversational spanish! I'm not even sure if the 'me' was the correct form of 'me' and if it really is a form of 'me'. Anyway, what did you think? Please express your thoughts and opinions through a review! And, if you do review, please no cussing or indication of cussing, thank you! And flames are accepted.