Oh my god HOW many MONTHS has it been? Has it been a year?! MAYBE! God….listen people, I've apologized before but not I'm just too shamed to even ask forgiveness. I've been busy but I HAVE to finish this! I've reread this and it actually brought tears to my eyes that I got SO FAR and SO many people left me these wonderful comments…I need to finish what I started! So this may take me awhile but I SWEAR to you people that the chapters will continue on!
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Operation: Val Chapter 18
After the face-off between Warner and Rocket, Val decided to stick by herself for a few hours. It was a 24 hour job being a Warner's friend but an altogether impossible job to be a rival.
Maybe I'll just take the rest of the day off. Go look around the city and find my way back. That way I can get the chance to think up some great new ideas for reeling them in.
Val frowned at the thought that she still really hadn't accomplished that much. Saving Wakko was the only big accomplishment and she hadn't even meant to do that.
Why DID I do that? If he had gotten squished that would have been one less Warner to kill…right?
She shook her head, deep in thought. No I don't think that car would've killed him. He seems almost…invincible. All three of them do. Val dropped her head into her hands as she flopped on her half of the bunk bed, running her head over all the incidents she'd had with the Warners so far.
The extreme running marathons, jumping off the tower, swallowing DIP guns…they can't be stopped. Val sat up slowly, raking her hands through her messy red hair.
So I've been trained to assassinate three unstoppable toons that can't be touched or harmed in any way possible.
Gee thanks Dad…
Val grew sad at the thought of her dad and uncle Jenks. I wonder if they miss me as much as I miss them….
… meanwhile at Doctor Thorndill's mansion…
"I've got it Jenkins!"
Jenkins cringed, spilling a bit of his tea as the doctor's raspy voice rang throughout the dark mansion.
"What have you "got" sir?" he turned and headed to meet his boss in the dreaded and dark basement, avoiding all of the toon body parts left from previous experiments.
The doctor was huddled over his drawing table, clutching something tightly. He turned, his glass eye reflecting the confusion and nerves so clearly visible on his chubby assistants face.
"This." He held up a single strand of orange hair, glowing in the light.
….meanwhile back at the tower…
"I'm so excited…"
"Shhhh!"
"I hope she screams!"
"Quiet! Is she sleeping?" An elbow nudged Dot closer to her bedroom door. She peered in quietly and snickered as she saw Val curled up on her bunk, snoring softly.
"Awwww looks like we wore her out. Too bad beauty sleep is wasted on the ugly. C'mon." she gestured to her older brothers as they followed her inside…
…
Val was in a deep, dreamless sleep when she heard a loud pop and then felt something wet on her stomach. She jolted up, only to hear the pop and then feel something stinging her face, also wet.
She raised her hand, feeling her face and bringing her hand back, now dripping red.
"AHHH! I'm BLEEDING!"
A trio of laughter was heard but not seen as she was shot again and again with, not guns no, but paintball guns.
The "blood" running down Val's face got into her eyes and made it hard to see. Not that it would matter. The Warners were dressed in all camouflage, making them blend into Dot's pink room easier than a trio of chameleons.
"Go for the shirt!"Dot grinned and Wakko raised a brow at her before shrugging and pelting a big blue blob at Val's shirt. Dot snickered until she saw the paint start to hit her fluffy pink comforter.
"HOLD YOUR FIRE! You're ruining my stuff!" Dot scrambled over to her bedding and looked up, gaping as she saw her clothes hanging in the closet, now covered in rainbow paint as well as everything else in her room.
Yakko and Wakko exchanged a look as Dot's face went from white to pink to red. "Ehhhhh let's get outta here." And they left, leaving a blind Val and an angry Dot.
Dot started to scream and yell every name in the book as Val just yelped and huddled herself into a ball on the floor, her eyes stinging with paint and tears.
"O-okay…I'm ready." Val whimpered quietly, somehow making Dot stop screaming. She looked at Val, scowling.
"Ready for what?"
Val peeked up at her from under her hair. "Y-you took down my defenses…aren't you gonna kill me?" she got incredibly confused as Dot started to laugh.
"Whoa you take paintball WAAAAY too seriously! Relax we aren't gonna kill you. I'm too busy plotting the demise of my brothers for wrecking all my stuff!" she gestured to the paint-smeared bedroom.
Val sat up and wiped some blue and green from her hair as she looked around. "Wow their aim sucks."
Dot nodded as she threw her clothes into the hamper. "I know right? More than 90% of the masterpiece covering your body was done by yours truly." Dot gestured to herself with a flourish and Val got up to look in the mirror, noting the different hits of color.
"Not bad, not bad. I mean, I can do better but I've had practice." She smirked at Dot's scowl.
"You know I still hate you!" she stamped her feet in a cute fashion, making Val laugh.
"You just remembering that miss Pinkie Pie? Relax, you aren't exactly my favorite person either. But uh, thanks for not killing me…" she hesitated, sort of confused. Why didn't she just do it while I was down? Is she waiting for something? A signal maybe…or perhaps she wants an audience.
Dot just rolled her eyes, oblivious to Val's thoughts. "Believe me, I want to more than anything. But I hold myself to a moral code that all Warners follow by." She continued picking up and Val grinned slowly, her eyes alight with curiosity. This could be a lovely little bit of information. Code equals limitations and limitations equal the key to my victory!
"Code? What code?" Val sat on the bed, earning a mean scowl from Dot as she got more paint on the fluffy comforter.
"Whoops." Val got up and Dot sighed.
"Okay how about you get some new clothes and I'll tell you whatever the heck you wanna know. After all, I am pretty fascinating." She fluffed her hair and Val rolled her eyes, spin changing into a pair of gray sweatpants and a tank top. Dot assessed her with a disgusted look in her eye.
"Really?! Ugh…okay you can't learn anything about fantastic me until you wear clothes that make you look just as fantastic." Dot dragged her into the closet and threw piles of clothes on her.
"Pick something cute!"
"B-but it's all pink!" Val shrieked, making Dot laugh.
"Uh, DUH! That's what makes it so cute!"
20 minutes and one major wardrobe malfunction later….
Val marched outside the closet wearing a clean version of her green t-shirt and her tan shorts, except this time she was wearing red hot converse sneakers too.
"I…love….them…" she breathed, absolutely happy. Dot….not so much.
"You just put on SHOES! And they're not even GIRL shoes!" she pouted and crossed her arms and Val snickered, shrugging her shoulders.
"Yeah but I look fantastic, just like you said. Now, tell me about this code." She sat on the clean bed and grinned eagerly. Dot bounced up next to her, rolling her hair into curlers.
"Okay but after this I'm going to bed. I need my cutie sleep." She finished rolling her hair while Val hopped impatiently. Eventually she finished up and looked at Val.
"Okay you wanna know about our code?"
Val nodded eagerly.
"Really?"
"Yes Dot, really."
"Are you sure…?" she smirked at Val's impatient scowl.
"TELL ME DAMNIT!"
Dot grinned as she sprawled on the bed. "Okay but only because you asked so nicely." Dot cuddled her stuffed animals as she closed her eyes sleepily.
"My brothers and I swear to never hurt or harass anyone who doesn't provoke us first. That's why we hit you with paintballs earlier. You harassed my brother with an atomic wedgie so we counter-attacked. But when you surrendered like a baby we stopped 'because you weren't provoking us anymore."
Val just gaped, her mind blank in shock. "Wha- are you SERIOUS?!" she turned to Dot to start ranting but saw the youngest Warner cuddled in her stuffed Teddy Bears and unicorns, sound asleep in the cutest way known to mankind. Val just stared at her, her head starting to ache.
How….can that be their code? I-if they kill people an-and they trashed my room…how could that be their code?! Is she messing with me again?!
Val looked at Dot's cute little face as she cooed softly in her sleep and she felt her heart actually stutter.
What the hell is wrong with me? And what's wrong with THEM? How can they lie…so well? Val shook her head and crawled up into her own bunk to pull out her diary.
Dear Diary,
I don't get them.
Your friend, Val.
...meanwhile back at the mansion…again….don't judge me…
"Who knew how hard it was to collect a piece of DNA from a toon?" Dr. Thorndill placed the single strand of Val's hair on a glass processing plate before turning to Jenkins who was peering over his shoulder curiously.
"Doctor…why are you scanning V.A.L's hair?" he stepped back as the doctor passed, gathering items.
"Well because I'm beginning to doubt her abilities. She hasn't killed them yet and frankly, I doubt she ever will. So I've decided it's time to bring in a second little friend."
Jenkins felt the blood leave his face at the thought. "B-but doctor why not have faith in her?! All the rage you put into V.A.L, s-she'll surely complete her mission…" please don't do this!
"Oh she won't. She's pathetic and lazy. Probably from associating with you for too long. Besides, I've modified her styling to fit a new frame…one that is acceptable for society. This new V.A.L is strong, evil, and manipulative. I gave the other one far too much free will. Say hello my dear Jenkins…." Doctor pulled a switch and ink began to fill a chamber pod.
"…to the NEW V.A.L!"
And that's where I leave you all for now! YAYYYYYY! I know it's pretty short but I'm super sleepy and I need to sleep sooo…YAY! Thank you if you read this!