Angel: Sorry that this is so late, it's been 5 days since I was supposed to upload the chapter. But Fanfiction for me was being weird, when I tried to upload the chapter, it just kept giving me a blank screen. Not sure if it was just for me or other authors.
"Good morning, students," The history teacher speaks up, with Jenny and Amy being in that class sitting next to each other. "In a current events class, you must separate rumors..." He pauses as Jenny raises her hand. "Silly, vicious untruths...and fact." However, the teacher ignores the robot and she makes her hand into a blaring alarm. "Yes, Miss Wakeman."
"Today's paper says that your house was fumigated by a special team of-"
"Yes, thank you, Jennifer," He interrupts her, but she keeps going.
"The presence of several zoo animals poses severe health-"
"Thank you, Miss Wakeman!" He interrupts more sternly this time. "That will be quite en-"
"And you were found wearing a sailor suit and jelly flaming-"
"ENOUGH!" He shouts at her, Amy cringing a bit as she sinks in her seat.
"Should've backed off when you had the chance..." She whispers to her robot friend.
The teacher then clears his throat. "Today's quiz was destroyed in a totally unrelated incident."
"Hooray!" All the students cheer at this news.
"so instead, I am assigning a weekend project based on an exhibit at the ancient history museum."
"Aww!" They all jeer and Jenny raises her hand again.
"Yes, Jenny," He sags his shoulders, irritated now.
"But this is a current events class," She reminds him in confusion, since ancient history wouldn't count towards the project.
"Not anymore!" He shakes in anger, taking the eraser and rubbing on the chalkboard aggressively. "Lousy newspapers," He grumbles as he writes ancient history on the chalkboard. "Stupid city health codes...There! Now we're in ancient history class. Miss Wakeman, please step forward."
She takes up to him, staring at the man. "Now, Jenny will generate random numbers to break you into groups," He pushes up her arm and she looks annoyed.
"Aw, I hate being the random number generator," She grumbles at this, as it's not the first time she's done this for a class project. Her eyes roll around like on a slot machine, hence another reason why she doesn't like it. A 12 comes out and he holds her arm while a student takes the number.
"Working in groups develops teamwork skills, and I only have to endure 5 projects instead of 21. However, one of you will be extra for a group due to the uneven number of students."
Jenny walks out into the courtyard as she has her number. "Let's see. My team is supposed to meet by the fountain. Some people hate group projects, but I like to think that I can get along with any...body," She sees her team...and one of the students is picking his nose while scratching his butt at the same time. He has flies and looks like he hasn't showered. Another team member is a boy with blue spiky hair, giving off an intense look. Meanwhile, the last two are Brit and Amy, and neither of them look happy to be working together.
"Great. Three Cro-Magnons and a walking blender," Brit complains on who she got stuck with. "Couldn't you have rigged your number-generating thingy to put me in a decent group?"
"It was totally random. I couldn't fix it," She argues to Brit. "That would be cheating."
"If she could, she'd make it so that I wouldn't have to get stuck with a snob like you," Amy mutters loud enough for Brit to hear. The girl flinches and growls at the brunette.
"And it's those kind of attitudes I simply can't work with," She stands up and storms off.
"We don't miss you!" Amy calls out while waving.
"Um, what about you two?" Jenny glances at the boys.
"I will not be subjugated to the Man!" The punk rock boy suddenly exclaims, alarming the girls. "YEAH!" He shouts as he runs off.
"I'm late for my beauty nap," The last boy walks off and Amy sighs, a hand on her forehead.
"Go team..." Jenny holds up a fist wearily.
"This should be fun..." Amy looks away with a blank look on her face.
"Team or no team, we've got research to do," Jenny says while they fly over to the museum. Both of them then stop in their tracks while looking down. "Great Shroud of Anubis! This place is packed." A whole crowd of people is in front of the museum.
"I guess people must really love history..." Amy rubs her chin. Both of them land at the end of the line to see their group members at the back.
"Why is the museum so crowded?"
"Because of the exhibit of Cleopatra's pillow," Brit answers while Amy transforms back into her normal self.
"What's so great about a pillow?" Jenny wonders in confusion while Amy looks at the banner.
"Eh, nothing...except that it's this big and made of pure diamond!" She holds up the brochure she has of it, showing that it really is a diamond pillow.
"Should've guessed," Amy rolls her eyes, since she knows that Brit wouldn't come here unless there was something like that in there.
"That sounds really uncomfortable," Jenny couldn't help but point out.
"Shows what you know about royalty," Brit looks away, holding her head up high.
"I'm going to sculpt a perfect replica of it out of my belly button lint."
"Gross," Amy steps back in disgust.
"I'm gonna make a graffiti art painting of it covered with revolution-inducing slogans!" The punk boy holds up some cans of spray paint.
"After?" Brit points at them, glaring at the two.
"After we help Brit with her project," They say in annoyance as they reluctantly agreed to help her.
"So you're making individual projects collectively?" Jenny asks in disbelief as this isn't being done as a group. Which defeats the point of a group project.
"It was my brilliant idea," Brit gestures to herself smugly.
"And this helps us get a grade how?" Amy raises a brow while crossing her arms.
"Look, if we wanna pass the assignment, we've got to stick together or-" Both her ear and Amy's brooch go off as there's crime they have to fight. "Uh-oh, gotta go," She grabs Amy's hand and flies off with her.
"So much for the two little goody twenty-shoes," Brit remarks while watching them leave. "Now remember, we meet back here tomorrow night after dark. Got it?" She orders the two boys.
"Yes, ma'am," They both answer reluctantly.
"Crikey, sounds like something big is going down," Jenny states to Amy, who looks baffled.
"Crikey is still a thing? What?" She murmurs and watches Jenny zip down towards the street. "Can we at least put a pin on that?" She asks while following her.
"You shall all bow before me," Lancer announces while slamming down on a trash can. "Whoa, Nelly! I sure am being evil here! Yes, sirree, evil."
"Please, you're scaring Mittens," A woman pleads while holding up her kitten.
"Lancer!" He turns around to the annoyed duo, who had just landed in front of him.
"Oh, no! XJ9 and her tagalong sidekick!" He calls out in fake peril.
"Hey! I'm not a sidekick," Amy growls at him.
"Weren't you just released from jail, like, yesterday?" Jenny wonders to the villain. Amy just shakes her head in disapproval upon hearing this. Already he's back to his old habits...
"Yes. I'm just so evil!" He says as if he's playing it up, though Amy can't fathom why.
"Well, you're not really breaking any laws," Jenny stares up at him, turning to her friend. "At least, none that we can tell. Amy, got anything from that big brain of yours?"
"Mmm..." The brunette rubs her chin, recoiling back a bit as Lancer looks at her a bit expectantly. As if he's hoping for her to come up with something. "W-Well, considering that I do know the codebook, he's not really a rule-breaker. At best, he's just a nuisance right now."
"I'm...loitering?"
"This is a waste of time," Jenny dismisses him, glancing at Amy. "We should be working on our proj-" Lancer moves his sword to be between her ears, stopping her in place. He then smacks Amy in the back of the head with his shield. "Oh no, you didn't!" Jenny and Amy chase after him. "You did not just hit us!"
"You could've given me brain damage, you big jerk!" Amy growls out in anger.
"Ah! Don't hurt me! Just take me back to jail!" He pleads with them, and they proceed to beat him up. They then toss him back into a jail cell.
"Thanks to you, we'll never make it back to the museum before it closes!" Jenny shouts at him, Aurelia tending to her daughter with an ice pack. The robot slams the door in her face and they all leave.
"I can't believe him, why would he do such a thing?" Aurelia glares at him while they walk away.
"I don't know. He was just acting really weird when we saw him, it's like he wanted to get caught," Amy glances back at the cell in thought, wondering why he went through all that trouble.
A couple of shadows loom over Lancer once the group is far away from the cell. "Welcome back. Did you retrieve what I sent you for, comrade?"
"XJ9 and her friend were so busy pummeling my regal person, they failed to notice these," Lancer digs into his mask, pulling out a hammer and a screwdriver. He had actually stolen them before meeting up with the two, but they were too focused on the fact that he hit them to notice.
"Excellent. Phase one is complete. Let us commence with phase two!" The shadow with yellow eyes points to two other shadows as they hold up the tools. They use them on the area around the barred window to break out. Lancer crawls out first, and they make a tower to slip out easier. The leader steps down onto the grass. "Phase three. Go!" One of them uses his hands to create a tower of mud, moving it away to reveal a tunnel. They then tunnel out of jail, popping out of the grass. "Success! Gentlemen, our vengeance is at hand!" He laughs evilly in the darkness.
The next morning, Jenny knocks on Brad's door and he opens it. "Hey, Jen, Amy. How goes it?"
"Awful!" She grips her shoulders tight. "The whole team dynamic doesn't work, and the project is due tomorrow! What do we do?"
"If we don't present anything, it's gonna be a huge detriment to our grade," Amy frowns, biting her fingernails nervously. "I can't present my parents an F!"
"Jeez, girls, I don't know what to tell ya," He moves away to gesture that not only Sheldon is working with him, but also some other smart kids. "My team's dynamic is dynamite."
"Hi, Jen, Amy," Sheldon smiles while waving at them.
"Huh? How'd you do so much so fast?" Jenny wonders while stepping inside as they already have their project almost finished. "The museum's been packed!"
"Well, we were already doing a museum-inspired project just for kicks," Sheldon gestures to the model, much to the girls' surprise. Especially Jenny was the one who technically made up the team.
"Thanks for hooking me up with these geniuses, Jen," Brad winks while nudging her, earning annoyed looks. "Thank you so much!" He hugs her gratefully.
"It was entirely random," Jenny deadpans at him.
"I hate you," Amy hisses a bit to Brad that he's bragging about this. Not to mention their project is practically in the bag...Jenny's alarm goes off, along with Amy's.
"Ugh, not another emergency call!" She shouts in frustration, Amy growling while shaking her fists. She reluctantly presses her brooch to transform, gaining the awe of the geniuses besides Sheldon.
"What is it this time?! We just wanna get this stupid project over with!" Both of them fly away and Brad beams happily at his team members.
"Have I told you guys I love you lately?"
"Ten times in the last hour, Brad," Sheldon informs him while Brad gushes at the fact that he's greatly benefited from this.
"I'm gonna make you some punch and cookies!" He goes off to the kitchen.
"Sheldon," One of them grips his shoulders. "Please tell us about that pink mechanical dream girl!" Sheldon flinches and then laughs nervously, tugging at his collar. He really doesn't wanna do that...
Jenny and Amy arrive at the fish gallery, but don't see anything just yet. "Why would our alarms bring us here?" She wonders and Jenny throws up the garage door.
"Jeepers, an abandoned warehouse," She states in a sarcastic tone, stepping forward and dragging Amy along. "I hope we're not walking into a trap." A cage falls over them seconds later, baffling the brunette. She hasn't had as much longevity as a hero like Jenny, who in contrast is more used to things like this happening. That, and she just wants to get the project over with. "Wow, a cage. I feel so helpless."
The black shadow with the yellow eyes laughs evilly at this. "You two have fallen into our clutches!"
"Uh, yeah, you sure got us," Jenny retorts while looking away. "Can we move this along? We've got a report due tomorrow."
"What she said, can we do a raincheck at least?" Amy looks at her calendar. "Let's say Friday at 5?"
"Ooh, we can't do 5, remember? We've got-"
"Silence! Tremble in fear at the Legion of Evil! Lancer, Mudslinger, the Hammer Brothers, and I, Vladimir, the brilliant architect of your demises!" He reveals all the members, Amy rolling her eyes. If anything, she sees them as an evil book club or something like that.
"Your name is Mr. Scruffles, your legion is a bunch of B-list villains, and your secret lair smells like fish," Jenny deadpans while looking away again.
"Not to mention that we could care less about you guys. And no wonder why they're inherited the smell of sardines," Amy mutters, both her and Jenny snickering to herself. All the villains look embarrassed at this.
"The lancer toldeth thou we shouldst have built a castle and moat," Lancer declares while pointing to the sky. "Presentation is everything."
"That's a lot of work," The tall Hammer brother argues back. "Who you expect to build that?"
"Us, of course," The shorter one jerks a thumb to himself. "Well, phooey on that."
"News flash, paesans," Mudslinger injects while holding up his hands. "That's why you're in this gang."
"We do destruction," The taller one starts off.
"Not construction," The shorter one finishes for his brother.
"Enough squabbling!" Vladimir shouts at the top of his lungs, fed up with this conversation. "As individuals, XJ9 and her platinum slave defeated each of us."
"With a minimal amount of effort, I might add," Jenny brags with a small smile.
"I'm not her slave, the suit is metal, and I defeated you without even having to use it," Amy smirks while pointing up at the rat, since the whole rat revolution happened before Ms. Mecha even existed.
"SILENCE!" Vladimir screams again while pointing at them. Amy lets out a snicker again because of how much of a whiny baby he sounds like. "It was only after we met in the prison's knitting club that we formed our glorious union of-"
"Knitting club?" Jenny and Amy bust out laughing since knitting isn't exactly a guy thing. Not to mention that it's hilarious to even picture it in their heads.
"Since...since when did prisoners care about stitches and mends?" Amy wheezes out, hugging her stomach. "I swear, if there's one thing I'm not ashamed of from dying from by you guys, it's laughter!" The Legion of Evil look ashamed of themselves as they're all wearing matching beanie hats with the acronym on it, in pink.
"Paty them no mind. Our handmade Legion of Evil head cozies are both stylish and functional," Vladimir defends their fashion choice.
"It looks like you're wearing sacks of flours on your heads!" Amy jeers, and the two fall to the ground in laughter.
"SHUT UP! Separately, we failed, but together, we have conquered!" Vladimir continues on while the girls stand up to get a hold of themselves.
"Yeah, yeah, we all get it; teamwork is cool. Can you get on with it, already? We have a class project to fail," Jenny says, once again dismissing them.
"Unless we somehow get a miracle to get them to work together like we need them to," Amy rolls her eyes silently, though she doubts it. Literally their team members want nothing to do with the group project.
"You will not be so impudent when we unleash our master plan!" Vladimir declares to the girls.
"Which is?"
"...Uh..." The rat falters as they don't actually have a master plan. "Team meeting!" All of them gather into a huddle not too far away from the girls. "I did not think we would get this far. What should we do, rob a bank?"
"How about a jewelry store?" Lancer suggests, earning a facepalm from Amy.
"We wanna blow something up," The tall Hammer brother adds in.
"Well, let's see," Mudslinger looks at the newspaper. "The Moose Lodge is having a bake sale this weekend."
"Ooh, remind me to ask Piri to make some cookies this weekend," Amy rubs her chin in interest. "Because I'd rather eat those than to be stuck here right now. This is just sad."
"You said it," Jenny slowly shakes her head.
"What do you want to do, steal a cannoli?" The shorter Hammer brother wonders, and that would be technically a crime, but it's so minor.
"Whoa, stop the presses. Here's something we'll all enjoy. Dateline: Tremorton, Cleopatra's diamond pillow stolen in daring heist by handsome ex-journalist." He chuckles sheepishly as his team members all glare at him. "I mean, the Legion of Evil."
"How about this headline?" They turn around to Jenny. "Heist foiled by heroic robot girls. Gang of fools pummeled," Jenny pulls the bars to set themselves free, the girls smirking.
"And afterwards, they get rewarded with a medal, since, you know, you guys do make good headlines," Amy shrugs with a small smirk.
"Legion of Evil, Attack Plan Delta Four!" Vladimir calls out, Lancer lunging forward as the girls fly over. His lance sparks yellow and zaps the two with it, knocking them to the ground.
"Since when could he do that?" Amy coughs out smoke as her hair is a mess. Mudslinger raises his hands to make mud smack them into the ceiling. They both punch it and fly towards them, only for him to clench his fist to trap them. He then sends them to the ground in a giant mud pile, the Hammer brothers going over to plant dynamite on them. They connect it to a detonator.
"I wouldn't move if I were you two," The shorter one points up at them smugly.
"If so much as one teensy speck of mud is disturbed-"
"Ka-boom!" They both cheer in unison. The girls glare as the rat leader approaches them.
"As you can see, we spent our time in jail honing our skills to absolute perfection."
"And knitting head cozies," Jenny teases while looking away.
"Because apparently you guys enjoy that," Amy adds in, giggling. Lancer uses his weapon so that the rat can stand on it and look over them.
"Look, darlings. We made one just for you," He plants two of them on one head each, Jenny's saying doomed and Amy's saying bye-bye. They narrow their eyes at the group. "Now, you stay put." He cackles as the door closes and Jenny glances around.
"Aha!"
Jenny makes a face and slips backwards. Amy glances at her in confusion as a hand reaches out to slowly crawl away, revealing Jenny in her skin without the head. "Oh my god," Amy looks away, a bit unnerved. "Please tell me you have a back-up."
"Phew. Way to go, Jenny," She elbows the mud pile, which causes it to explode...and Jenny's body falls apart completely. Amy lays down on the ground, her entire body covered in soot and her hair a mess. She sits up and glares at the robot head. "This is gonna set me back."
"Not just you..." Amy says in annoyance as she looks at herself. "Can't wait to show Sheldon this."
The group dig a hole to the museum, as it's late at night where no one can see them. "Comrades, let's begin," Vladimir smirks and one of the Hammer Brothers tiptoes over to the door. He examines it with a tool over his eye, and then measures it. He uses a calculator and then makes a mark over it.
"All ready."
"Okay," His brother gives a signal and then prepares to use a wrecking ball.
Meanwhile, Brit is taking photos on top of the diamond pillow, dressed like Cleopatra. She makes several poses while the camera flashes multiple times. "Oi, Brit," The punk boy calls out, to her annoyance. "Don't you think 300 pictures of you on a diamond is enough?"
"Yeah, at this rate, I'll never even get my lint sculpture started," The other boy points out while dressed as a pharaoh.
"Listen, you little toads," She barks at the boys. "It was my bribery that got us in here after closing, so you'll keep shooting till I'm satisfied!" An explosion occurs from the wrecking ball, knocking them all to the ground and destroying the set. "What was that?" Brit sits up, gasping sharply as the camera is destroyed thanks to her falling on top of it. "NO! Hours of posing down the drain!"
They all peek to see what was the cause of it, seeing the Legion of Evil standing in front of the destroyed door. "To the diamond, my diabolical comrades!" Vladimir declares while pointing forward.
"I hereby abdicate my title as team leader," Brit says quickly and leaves.
"She was team leader?" The punk boy wonders, the other boy just shrugging. They make a break for a sarcophagus, throwing it open to see Brit inside.
"I told you, I'm not in charge anymore! Scram!" Both of them jump in and she screams in disgust as the punk boy closes them in.
"This is it, comrades! You can almost hear the sweet wings of victory-" A loud belch is heard instead and they open up the sarcophagus to see the three students hiding. The shorter one had his mouth covered as he was guilty of it.
"You idiot!" Brit scolds him angrily.
"It would appear we have some interlopers."
"Back off, Legion of Dumb," Jenny suddenly speaks up, as she's patched her body back up.
"It's us you want, not them," Amy narrows her eyes.
"She's got a point," Vladimir rubs his chin in thought. "Forget the other brats. Attack pattern Omega Five!"
Mudslinger takes some water from a water fountain nearby, using his other hand to take the dirt off of another sarcophagus. He mixes the two together to make a giant mudball, flinging it at the duo. Before they can do anything, they get hit with the mud, and then zapped by Lancer. The Hammer brothers start cementing bricks together as they trap the girls in the bricks. Brit is about to escape when the boys stop her.
"Oh, no you don't. Jenny and Amy just saved our bacon."
"We owe them," The punk boy argues as well.
"By all means, you save them!" She orders the two and they're by at this point fed up with her bossing them around.
"If you don't help, I'll tell everyone that you made out with me," The shorter boy threatens her. Brit places her hands on her cheeks in shock, as that would ruin her reputation.
"And I'll say that I saw it," The punk boy smirks and she groans in defeat.
"Hee-yah!" Brit kicks the pillar with the diamond pillow at Lancer, and the diamond lands over his head. Brit sits on top of it with a pose. "Diamonds are a girl's best friend."
"Mudslinger, get her!" Vladimir orders as Mudslinger has some mud prepared.
"Slinging mud is so yesterday," She waves it off, gesturing to the shorter boy picking lint from his belly button. "Meet Lintslinger."
"Huh?" He gets hit with the lint, and he screams before getting more of it thrown on him. "It burns. It bites! It reeks!" He actually throws up a little as he sinks inside the pile from disgust.
"Brothers, stop them!" Vladimir shouts while jumping up and down. They bring out jackhammers, jumping onto them and ride them over to the group.
"You're up, Jeremy!"
"Rock and roll!" Jeremy, the punk boy, spins some cans of spray paint into his hands, spraying it onto the brothers.
"Mama mia! Can't-ah see-ah!"
"Ball's in your court, ladies. Need any help?" Jeremy calls out to them.
"No, thanks," Jenny smirks and they break themselves free. "That was just the break we needed."
They may have gotten my minions, but they'll never get me," Vladimir states while running, until he notices that he's running in a wheel thanks to Jenny's arm.
"Gee, you think so, Scruffles?" She smiles knowingly at him.
"I think it's time these guys go back to where they rightfully belong," Amy crosses her arms.
"Curses!"
"Hang on. Before we put them back in jail..." Jenny leans in to whisper in the brunette's ear, who perks up and smiles knowingly.
"So you see, that's how the pyramids were built by ancient astronauts," Sheldon explains as they're presenting their model in class the next day.
"Now who wants punch and cookies?" Brad offers as he's still holding some from yesterday.
"Very good. Now, mercifully, our last presentation," The teacher says, writing in his clipboard. The last group is Jenny and her group.
"Our project was inspired by all of history's inept villains," Brit introduces as Jenny is holding up their project. "We call it..." Jenny moves away the curtain to reveal all the Legion of Evil stuck together as a sculpture thanks to lint. "Disaster." And each of the three members had contributed something to it as well, while Amy and Jenny had made the sculpture.
"Hm, a strong Egyptian influence with modern elements like graffiti, garish makeup, and bodily fluids, symbolizing the destruction that ultimately befalls evil. Well done."
"Yes, well, teamwork always pays off," Brit smiles confidently at him.
"Unless your team's leader is a rat," Jenny remarks, the girl immediately offended.
"How dare you! Why, I oughta-"
"For once, she doesn't mean you," Amy says while looking away.
"Yeah, relax, Brit. I was talking about Mr. Scruffles," Jenny gestures to the actual rat.
"Oh, yes. Of course."
Jeny and Amy wink at each other as it could be a double meaning, but they're definitely not telling Brit that.
Angel: Apparently the Owl House finale is coming April 8th and will be 55 minutes long…I'm not ready guys, I'm just not.