Chapter eleven
Donita and Donito both sat at a large table, eating breakfast while discussing their latest ideas.
"Perhaps we should go for the cheetah again?" Donita asked, but Donito shook his head.
"Didn't work the last time, plus, that's an old idea, out with the old and in with the new." He confided. She nodded.
"You're right...Hey! What about..." they continued on.
Mean while, Dabio and Dabia were staring at each other. Donita and Donito both weren't sure the lunkheads even understood the fact that they were both the same relative to personality. The two simple minded sidekicks tried to do something different from each other, always ending up miming themselves. Whenever one raised their arm, the other did too at the same time. It confounded them.
"Are you a mirror?" Dabio asked. Dabia cocked her head.
"I don't think I am." she replied. They even blinked at the same rate. Suddenly, a butterfly flew in from the window and crossed in between them, breaking the trance they shared.
"Oooh, pretty butterfly!" they said together, and ran after it, laughing and working together to catch it. They never succeeded in doing so, but they had fun together regardless.
Gormanda was grinning like a maniac. She had a wild, wild idea. She continued to stir the horrendous concoction, making it slosh around. Around the time it was nearly done, she walked over to her slumbering counterpart and kicked him.
"YYYOUCH! H-hey! What was that for?" he hissed annoyed. She rolled her eyes, and pulled the pot off the burner and quickly pulled it to his nose. The man coughed and gagged immediately.
"The heck is WRONG with that dish?!" he cried out, the foul smell burning itself into his nose till the end of his time.
"It's part a mah latest plot to git rid o those pesky kratts!" she then unveiled a new gadget of hers, which looked like an upgraded, non colorful version of a super soaker.
"Load this awful soup inta it and it's ready to fiar and stun our enemies!" she explained. Gormand got the idea, and laughed meticulously.
"Not a bad ideah, if ah do say so mahself. That aint anything someone's gonna be survaiving anytaim soon." He remarked, holding his poor nose. Gourmanda was smart enough to have a nose pin to block out the smell.
She continued to put on the finishing touches to her plan.
"Kriiiiiissss, time to wake uuuuupppp!" Marteen pestered. Kris groaned angrily. She frowned.
"Come on Kris, it's actually morning this time! Kriiiisssss." she whined. When she got nothing, she continued to sound whiny, but in reality, was grinning rather deviously as she picked up a bucket.
"Kriiiiiiiisssss." she warned once more. Nothing. She smiled.
"Okay, don't say I didn't warn ya." she stated, and with that, quickly pulled open the sleeping bag and chucked a bucketful of ice onto her sister. Kris let out a high pitched scream, in which she bolted out of the covered and ended up tripping on her counterpart, whom was strategically placed next to her. She ended up startling him awake, causing him to scream as well. She accidentally set off an equally strategically placed trap, causing another bucket, this time filled with ice 'and' water, to dump on top of them, Martin finishing it off by throwing a cold, soaked blanket over them.
By then, Martin and Marteen were holding their stomachs in laughter, guffawing so hard it hurt. Chris and Kris both desperately crawled out of the blanket, glaring at them as if they were trying to kill their souls with their eyes. Martin soon noticed this, and let out a meek "Uh oh."
Chris and Kris dashed. Martin and Marteen ran as if they were gazelles being chased by a cheetah. Soon the others walked out of the tortuga to survey the situation. Aviva and Akiva looked on, amused at the situation as the four ran to and fro, left and right.
Kris and Chris finally ended up catching them, and they conviently ended up situating themselves near a lake. They promptly pushed the two blues in, the frigid morning water chilling them immediately.
"AAAHHHHHH!" they both cried out incessantly.
-Later that morning-
The smell of hash browns and eggs filled the tortuga. Jimmy and Jimmi both used teamwork to cook both crews their meals. Aviva and Akiva both entered and grinned as the smell hit them.
"Oooohhh, that smells amazing, Jimmy/Jimmi!" Aviva and Akiva complimented. Jimmy and Jimmi laughed bashfully at the compliment, and Koki and Koukin both entered as well.
"What a brisk morning." Koki remarked. Koukin agreed, and let loose a gaping mouthed yawn while outstreching his limbs.
The sisters and brothers all came in, rubbing their hair with towels. The green were scowling at their siblings. The blues laughed sheepishly.
"Whaaat? Ya gotta admit, that was pretty funny." Martin tried to persuade them. It didn't work. They sourly ate cereal.
While the others ate, Aviva looked to her counterpart. She "ehem"ed, in order to gain an audience.
"Thank you for letting us stay with you, ...us. I think, however, that Akiva and I should work on my machine to hopefully get us back to our own universe." she said. Suddenly Kris's eyes widened. She slowly raised her hand.
"Kris"? Aviva asked, confused at her behavior.
"I... Uh... Kinda...Sorta maybe... Saw a male... Achary..." she hesitantly revealed. She knew what a spaz Akiva, and thus Aviva too, could be when panicked.
"Achary...?" she said, confused. However, Akiva did a spit take and gasped horrendously.
"Aviva, we have a problem. A MAJOR problem." then he told her that the person Kris means is the person Aviva had described to him as the male version of their robot making rival.
In an instant, the both of them were in full blown panic attacks.