Doom Comes In Pairs
-this chapter written by Jessi the Fangirl D-
(Back at the Loonatics HQ)
"What do we do now? Said Zakia, pacing back and forth.
Ace was silent for a moment. Then, "Why don't you just use that time-warping thing-a-ma-bob of yours? You could bring them back in a" –he snapped his fingers- "snap!"
-crash-
The two jumped at the noise, which came from the kitchen. As they approached they could hear voices:
"Mmm, ice cream!"
"There's ice cream all over us! How are we going to explain this? And it's on Bugs too!"
"So? Ice cream!"
Ace and Zakia skidded into the room to see two barely discernible figures (both were covered in the newly-bought ice cream).
"Uh…"
One of the figures turned around. Luckily enough, only her back was spattered with ice cream. She held a Bugs Bunny doll, which had ice cream on the tip of its ear.
"Oh, sorry, I think we landed in your ice cream…" she said, getting up, and kicking her friend, who was licking it off his fingers. In contrast to her, he was covered head to toe in ice cream.
"Ow!"
"Jacovie, stop eating the ice cream."
'Jacovie' glared at the girl before standing up and trying to brush ice cream out of his hair.
In the meantime, Ace and Zakia simply stared in shock (which the other two seemed not to notice until the girl looked up again).
"Do you have a washing machine we can use?" asked the girl, looking up. Spotting their startled expressions, she quickly said, "We'll only be a minute, we're covered in ice cream, after all."
Jacovie looked up. "Hey, Jessica, it's that bunny you- ow!" for Jessica had kicked him again.
"Shut up, Jacovie!"
"But I don't want to!"
"They had to leave now…." muttered Ace.
(somewhere else)
The door to Mator's room opened. Raven stepped inside.
"Mator?"
A slight whoosh and a black robed figure appeared on the pedestal in front of her.
"Yes?" he said, lowering his hood. His black shoulder-length hair fell down, away from his pale face, making his eerie red eyes stand out.
"She's not talking," said Raven, stepping forward.
"Patience. She will talk in time," replied her master calmly.
"Define 'in time'," retorted Raven.
"Patience," he repeated. The tone in his voice was one of finality, and she bowed and walked out.