Chapter Four- The plot thickens, along with the not so neglected anymore Cyclops pal of Dr. Orpheus, and a Climax is Included Too.
One thing led to another, and before you could say, By the mighty obsidian muzzle of Anubis! Dr. Orpheus had divulged himself of all his clothes and was stark naked, trying his best to perch seductively upon his bedspread from the newest Martha Stewart catalogue. He hoped to several Gods of love that robots could pick up pheromones.
Lucky for Dr. Orpheus, years before this event, Helper was programmed to be of several uses for Young Rusty Venture: Sharing his fears, playing Catch, and even helping him cope with the metamorphosis that his young body was going through. Thus, Helper was well versed in the ways of handjobs. Well, as well versed as one with cold metallic claws for hands could possibly be (its no wonder as to why Dr. Venture didnt lose his virginity until he was 25).
In any case, Helper clearly comprehended and understood the glazed look in Dr. Orpheus eyes, and needed no further invitation. Rolling over to the bed, he promptly tripped and landed on top of Dr. Orpheus and his not quite anymore thickened Cyclops pal. But that does not deter our mighty Hero! Our Tenacious Hero!!!!!1
His voice growing more panicked as Helpers HandClamp closed around the tender Cyclops Pal, he tried in vain to mention how he suddenly had a headache and his back hurt. But Helper was programmed with the determined nature of his master the Great Jonas Venture, who by todays standards might have been labeled as a rapist.
Not quite so buzzed anymore, the Dr. gave up and surrendered himself to the sexy and slightly overzealous machine. Surprisingly the cold metallic handclamp was quite the improvement over his ex wife. Not only was it cold and metallic, it was quite gentle and nurturing, attentive to the Necromancers needs. It booped and beeped soothingly, letting Dr. Orpheus return to the drunken stupor that he once was in. He relaxed and let the good vibes roll over him.
All too soon, as is usually the case as in these situations, it was over THOUGH GLORIOUSLY, sadly all too soon. He fell asleep to the roaring thunder and soothing beep boops of his cold and metallic incubus. In eachothers arms and one covered with DELECTABLE MAN NECTAR, they drifted off to a sleep and/or suspended animated state.