It's Addictive: Chapter 20
I
The girls slumped against the wall, white overlarge bath sheets wrapped around themselves. Their faces morphed between expressions of hope, annoyance, and disgust
"He better be worth this, is all I've got to say." Suzie groaned into her knees. "This was worse than the first."
Tara giggled into her towel. "I know. I'm clean in places only my doctor has ever seen, and she wasn't that thorough."
Amelia glared at the others, "What I want to know, is where are my clothes? Or at least another uniform. What are we supposed to do in just towels?"
Jessica stood up. "I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm going to find some clothes. And if some soldier boy gets a thrill, it'll be the last one he gets for a while."
"What good will that do, Jess?" Suzie asked.
"In case you didn't notice, those uniforms are pretty elastic. While he's getting a thrill, I'll get three points and a set of clothes. You coming?"
The girls stood and marched grimly out the door.
II.
"Kim?" Monique hissed.
"What, Mo? Can't you see I'm busy." Kim growled. Just another half inch, just a little bit further...
"You may be busy, but I think somebody else has calmed down. Listen."
"What are you talking about." Kim stopped her frantic squirming, tossing her sweat damp hair out of her eyes. "I don't hear anything."
"Well, I don't think we could hear them light up from down here." Monique smirked.
"What are you..." Kim's eyes narrowed in frustrated rage. "I keep telling you, that wasn't Ron, whatever it was. Besides, Ron doesn't smoke."
"He doesn't do a lot of things according to you, but I think our boy is..."
"I keep telling you, there is no 'our' about...Got it!" Kim's fingers clenched frantically on an object in her cargo pants. "Now if I can just..."
Mystified, Monique heard a faint crack, followed by a pressurized hiss. "You got the solvent? You go girl! Now get us out of this."
"Small problem, Mo." The elastic around Kim's hips began to dissolve. "I think I broke the container."
Monique managed to wriggle into a sitting position, as the last of the elastic fell from Kim's shoulders. "So what? Just cut me loose."
Kim took a deep breath, three running steps, leaping up to catch the open hatch with her fingers. Swinging back and forth, she doubled her legs into the open hole, rolling over the edge. Peering down at her SBF, a devilish grin played around her cherry red lips. "Sorry, Mo, no knife. But I'll be sure to send help just as soon as I can." She pulled back and disappeared.
"KIM!"
III.
Bonnie punched the buttons again, and again the same computer generated voice answered; ACCESS DENIED-ACCESS DENIED. Her toes throbbed from their frustrated contact with the door. "What kind of paranoid idiot puts a code on a stairwell?" She groused to herself. "Dammit!" She slammed her clenched fist into the control panel. How-about-a-nice-game-of-chess? "I don't want to play games, especially some nerd game!" Bonnie screamed as she punched the panel again. Well-come-home-Dr.-Cupcake. The latch clicked. "Somebody at a world justice outfit has a computer that calls her 'cupcake'. Go figure." Bonnie pushed the door only to have it jerk open, causing her to fall through the entrance. She gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and prepared to tear the hide off whoever the idiot was that caused her collapse. She raised her widening eyes. Her visual journey paused, then continued, to a furry chest, a firm jaw, and a wide, somehow familiar grin.
IV.
"ATTENTION! ATTENTION! ALL PERSONEL THIS IS A FACILITY WIDE ALERT. ACTIVATE ALERT 3434. ACTIVATE ALERT 3434. ALL PERSONEL.."
Will Du moaned, rubbing his aching jaw. "Would somebody please shut that..." His eyes snapped open as he scrambled to his feet. A hand grabbed his ankle. Looking down he saw another agent holding him in place.
"Du, what's the big deal. So somebody left the bunny hutches open, so what?"
"Lobowsky, that's a 3636 multiple." Du jerked his ankle desperately. "We have to evacuate now!"
Lobowsky shook his head in confusion. "So what's a 3434?"
"It's DNAmy's gender reversal gas. It's loose in the facility! Now would you let..."
Lobowsky was half way to the air tubes.
V.
Dr. Betty Director placed the microphone gently on the console. "That should do it," She giggled to herself, "the facility will be empty in seconds and I can concentrate on our escapee. Escapee? No, no, guest, that's it, guest." She strolled confidently out the door, down the passageway to the second entrance to her quarters. As she opened the stairwell door, it slammed open, a body ran out, knocking he into the wall.. Training immediately set in, Betty grabbed her fleeing assailant in a choke hold. slamming the female against the wall. She looked down at the brown hair. "All right, what were you doing in my quarters?"
Bonnie snapped her head around. "Your quarters? You're Cupcake?" Her blue eyes looked over Betty's shoulder.
Betty looked at the gradually widening eyes, "He's behind me, isn't he? Just nod." She whispered.
Bonnie's head jerked once, up and down.
Betty released her hold, bending over the teen, her lips barely moved. "When I make my move, stay very still. I'll distract him." She lifted herself slightly, muscles tensing in anticipation.
Bonnie saw the big paw reaching. Faster than a green racer, she slithered away from the one eyed woman, leaped to her feet, and made new Olympic records in her mad dash to anywhere.
Betty's extended feet worked the air madly as the paw grasped her stomach, lifting her clear of the floor.
VI.
"Ok, Possible, that's it! NMNG! When I get out of this, the gloves are off!" Monique squirmed over to where the fluid was slowly evaporating. Slithering as much of the elastic as she could into the liquid, she writhed madly in an attempt to make something happen. "If there's enough of this stuff left it should..." The elastic wrap binding her loosened fractionally."Yes!" She wriggled madly in the suddenly slimy material melting off her. Finally, she managed to push off enough of the gelatinous goo to stand. "All right, little missy, let's see you compete with this." She walked over, slapping the elevator control, and out the opening door.