It appeared to be a moral dilemma as Dr. Horrible ushered them in to his cluttered apartment. He didn't intend to take them as prisoners, he just wanted to help them as the entire city mocked them, but he had an evil reputation that needed to be upheld. So he would keep them here under what seemed to be his own nasty agenda. Lizzie and Lucy stood among the dishevelment, unsure what to do. The albino snake around Lizzie's neck uncoiled itself and slithered down her arm, it's two heads examining the place. Dr. Horrible closed the door behind them, rehearsing what he will say to the girls in a nervous manner he had forgotten he even had.
"See-" he began but was abruptly cut off by a snarky voice.
"Do we get handcuffed now? Or escorted to our cell?" Lizzie spat angrily, eyes flashing dangerously.
"You...you are...unworthy of such harsh treatments!" Dr. Horrible stuttered out with hollow conviction.
"Alright," Lizzie replied easily, leading Lucy to a small chair before lounging in the oversized armchair. "Then we will just sit here. "
Dr. Horrible blinked a few times, "That's my chair.."
Lizzie just stared at him, a thin eyebrow raised. "Oh, I'm sorry, am I not worthy of the chair?"
"No, I'm not saying that it's just..."
"So I am worthy of the chair?" Lizzie asked innocently over Lucy's snickers.
"No! You're unworthy to-you can't-it's-take the chair. " he sighed in defeat.
"I'm hungry." Lucy stated to the empty air in front of her.
"What's for dinner?"
"Chinese. " Dr. Horrible waved them off as he went to text his friend to pick up food.
"I hate rice. " Lizzie grinned maliciously.
"Then we'll get pizza!"
"I'm not fond of pepperoni," Lizzie twirled a lock of hair around her finger.
"Then we'll get cheese. "
Lucy raised a finger, "I'm lactose intolerant. "
"Here!" He tossed the phone at Lizzie, "you two order!"
Lizzie grinned triumphantly as Lucy offered some suggestions. She began texting their order, noting the person was named Moist before setting the phone aside and watching Dr. Horrible pace the room. "So...who's Moist?"
"My evil...moisture...buddy..." Dr. Horrible winced as the set ringtone for Bad Horse rang out and realized Lizzie had his phone.
"Hello?" Lizzie answers, using her legs and arms to keep the flustered doctor at bay as someone talked on the other end.
"We saw your failure on the news and Bad Horse isn't happy! You are on thin ice, Dr. Horrible! What do you have to say for yourself?"
"Give me-" the doctor was abruptly cut off as Lizzie's foot found his stomach and pushed him back.
"Nothing? Are you willing to upset Bad Horse?!"
Lizzie couldn't control her laughter and Dr. Horrible took the chance to snatch the phone away, desperate to console Bad Horse. "I have a scientist who knows about Amazeranium!"
"She's blind, useless to us! Do you have the other girl? The mutant?"
"Yes, I took both prisoner." He breathed.
"Good, that just saved your spot in the League. Keep them there, we can use her. "
"What for?"
"Colonel Justice Eagle Freedom is creating a manhunt in the city for the useless girl. If we keep her, we have the hero in the shoe of our hoof. "
Dr. Horrible held up his hand and scrunched up his eyebrows, mouthing, "hoof?" He shook his head clear and said, "I'll keep her here then."
The line went dead and Dr. Horrible let out a breath of relief that instantly vanished when Lizzie hopped up from her chair to get close to him. "Who was that?"
"No one." He gave her a glare. "Now go sit back down."
Lizzie took a seat but continued to taunt him. "You were groveling to Bad Horse!"
"And you're a prisoner, so shut it!" Dr. Horrible snapped.
Lizzie stuck out her tongue in annoyance as the door opened and in walked a familiar brunette Lizzie had seen talk to Billy at the laundry mat. Realization dawned on Lizzie as she studied Dr. Horrible, a blonde and dorky looking man under the blood red costume with bright blue eyes. Her mouth opened slightly but she kept the news to herself, not wanting to give up all her cards and instead focused on the food the friend carried. The friend's eyes were drawn from Dr-Billy to her and then to Lucy.
"Well, hello ladies. " the brunette grinned nervously and came closer to Lizzie, "I'm Moist. "
Lizzie eyed the sweaty man, "I don't want a shower, thanks."
"Yeah, I get that. " Moist nodded.
"Stop that!" Dr. Horr-Billy said, taking to food from Moist and groaning. "Burger King?"
Lizzie snatched the food away and started setting up for Lucy. "Yupp. "
Billy let it go and dragged Moist to a corner, hurriedly explaining his dilemma. "Dude, what's the problem? So you gotta keep GIRLS locked in your house?" Moist asked.
Billy gave him a pained look. "Moist. "
"Oh...oh, right, pen-" Moist stopped short from the glare he received. "Think of it as work. It'll be over before you know it. "
"Hey, Dr. Horrible, are you going to eat?" Lucy asked quietly while awkwardly eating a French fry.
"Yeah..." He took his food from Lizzie and began eating silently.
There was an pause in conversation as the people are their fast food where each person evaluated their next move. Lucy and Moist were following their respective friends lead. Lizzie was looking around and strategizing on the best way to escape and Billy was thinking up ways to keep them here. After cleaning up, Billy decided to address the rules of staying here.
"You're prisoners now and there are some rules you must follow. "
"And if we don't?" Lizzie taunted.
"You die. " Billy answered coldly. "You will not leave those seats unless given permission, you will not speak unless spoke to, no annoying sounds-"
"Does this count?" Lizzie then proceeded to emit a weird nasal sound.
"Very." Billy glared at the infuriating girl. "Break these rules and I will make you suffer. "
Lizzie would have called his bluff but she remembered Lucy and how hindered she was. There was no way to do a snap escape with a blind person. "Fine. "
Colonel J.E.F. Stood at a small press podium, a conceited grin stretched across his face. The paparazzi sat eagerly before him, snapping pictures and jotting down notes. "Let's start the interviews!" he said cheerfully.
A barrage of questions met his ears, and he smirked. But one question caught his attention. "Colonel Justice Eagle Freedom, what are you going to do about lizard-girl being kidnapped by Dr. Horrible?"
This was news to Colonel J.E.F., but of course he couldn't let them know that. After all, he was a hero; he was supposed to know everything. However, though he didn't quite know why, a deep-seated anger sparked in his chest for a moment. He replied to the reporters, "I've already set in motion my plan to rescue my sweet serpentine and shall continue carrying it out now."
He began to march away from the flashing cameras and microphones, which he realized was unusual for him. But for some reason he was driven to find Lizzie as soon as possible...