Chapter Five:

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Dedication: This story is dedicated to the Lord and my little sister. I love you both so SO VERY MUCH.

Here is Chapter five XD

"No…NO! This is all wrong! This should have worked!"

Dr. Two Brain's anxious henchmen slowly made their way over to find Dr. Two Brains in a very frantic mood.

Both of the henchmen were a little curious to see the statue stolen the night before to be covered udder a large blanket. Usually this signified to them that their boss was either going to surprise them with something, or was ashamed of that something. As the henchmen drew closer to the concealed statue they also noticed the cheese ray nearby. Odd. Then a thought occurred to them. If the statue was made out of 160 year old mozzarella cheese, then why didn't the boss eat it by now?

"Boss, you ok?" asked the talkative henchman.

"No, I'm not O-K."

Dr. Two Brains quickly went back to trying to screw a bolt to the cheese ray. Failing to screw the bolt, the doctor was beginning to get frustrated. But, noticing the henchmen standing nearby, Two Brains had a better solution to his problem.

"You henchman…No the other henchman…Yes you, come over here and screw this into the cheese ray please."

Watching his henchman complete the rather difficult task, Two Brains found himself hopeful. Maybe it would work this time. Dr. Two Brains pulled the blanket off of the statue.

"Ok, now step aside." Dr. Two Brains quickly moved the cheese ray into position. Pressing a couple buttons on the device, the scientist silently watched as the cheese ray beamed a green laser at the statue.

The bright light engulfed the room. Then, the light faded leaving the doctor to question whether the ray worked. Walking over to the statue, Two Brains inspected the piece carefully. It seemed better than before. Though, there was only one way to be sure. Opening his mouth, the mousy scientist took a huge bite into the statue.

CLANK! CRACK!

Dr. Two Brains eyes widened and the henchmen gasped. Releasing his teeth from the statue, the scientist knew something was terribly wrong. The statue wasn't even dented. Though, he had a feeling something else was. Shutting his mouth the doctor raced to find something that could reveal to him his reflection. Grinding to a halt, he quickly found a nearby mirror. Giving a awkward smile into the mirror the smile quickly fell into horror.

"NOOoooo!" The scientist cried.

The henchmen quickly ran to their boss's aid. Though, the henchmen took one look at Dr. Two Brains teeth and burst out laughing.

"You're not helping me henchmen!" Dr. Two Brains glared and continued to ponder his new problem. Though, what was his new problem?

Well his problem was his teeth looked as if it had been hit with a sledgehammer! And the real question that needed to be asked was: How was this going to affect his career as the top villain?

If any of the other villains saw him he could lose his ranking in a heart beat. There had to be a way to reverse his teeth and nonproductive heist. But how?

Suddenly, Charlie accidentally turned on the T.V.

"The 160 year old statue of Mayor Phillips was stolen last night by number one villain Dr. Two Brains. This statue had once been so fresh and cheesy 160 years ago, but now it is probably long decayed and harder then ten tons of steel." A news anchorman frowned.

"Yes, indeed Jim if only I could go back into the past retrieve the statue when it was fresh and cheesy. Wouldn't that be a amazing snack to behold?" The news anchorwoman begins to drool. The news anchorman gives her a odd look. "Um…interesting thought Mary, but no one has ever been able to go back into the past. You would need a super smart scientist who knew a lot about time travel, cheese, and could build a time machine. What are the chances?" The two began to laugh. Then a Salad-to-Go commercial flashes on the screen.

Dr. Two Brains gives a sinister grin.

"Turn off the T.V henchmen, I have a knew plan."

"Come on there's still time!" WordGirl cried as she and her sidekick flue in a hurry to school. Becky Botsford had never been late to school and she wasn't going to start today.

Arriving at the school, and transforming into her mild-mannered self Becky and Bob barged into their classroom just before the late bell sounded. Becky (sweaty and trying to calm down her frantic yet relieved self) quietly sat down at her desk next to Violet.

Mrs. Davis eyed her suspiciously. Mrs. Davis knew Becky was usually on time. It seemed odd to the teacher that she would be the last in class today.

"Hi Becky," Violet whispered.

"Hi Violet," Becky spoke between breaths.

"Alright class settle down," Mrs. Davis began her usually morning attendance check.

Becky relaxed in her chair and began to ponder the Dr. Two Brains problem. School had interrupted her search.

"Becky Botsford?" Mrs. Davis asked.

"Present," Becky replied without requiring much thought. So, Two Brains was still some where in the city. Though, her question was where was he and did he still have the statue? Urgh! If only she had a answer to her question.

"Ok class, now please turn in your history reports so I can start grading them." Mrs. Davis began to go around collecting the students' papers and passing out the morning math practice sheets.

"Uh oh," Becky thought to herself as she gave her paper to the teacher and received her math sheet.

Violet noticing Becky's worried expression, "Hey Becky is everything ok?"

"Huh? Oh kind of…I don't know if my history essay will be any good." Becky frowned.

"Well why? You are usually very good with your homework." Violet shrugged.

"It's just I worked on it late and I didn't get a chance to reread it." Becky watched as Mrs. Davis began to read the history reports.

As the time ticked by Becky still found herself nervously glancing at Mrs. Davis. For awhile all seemed well, until Becky happened to see Mrs. Davis pick up a rather sloppy written paper with the name Becky Botsford on it.

Mrs. Davis began to read it. Becky tried not to focus on the history report, but when Mrs. Davis called her name she knew she was in trouble.

Wow it feels good to have this posted ;D. Thank you everyone for your help. Please R&R if you want too XD