"Ah. Yes!" Ronaldo said surfing through the channels. "It's The Freaky Friday Horror Movie Marathon." They tuned in to a scary move already underway. "I wonder which one it is."
Las looked at the screen for a few beats. "I'd say it's Creature from the Blue Lagoon. The original."
"Lars!" Ronaldo said with excitement. "Man. I always forget you're a huge horror movie buff."
"Well, we haven't watched any together in a while."
"Ya..." Ronaldo said a little sadly. "I guess you're right...well we can at least watch the marathon right now."

And they did. Ronaldo tried in vain to keep Lars from giving his snarky commentary at every cliche. Though he did have to laugh at a few of his remarks. Soon Ronaldo was in on it too as they both heckled there way through the film.
"I guess you're right. Some of these old movies can seem a little hokey" Ronaldo conceded as the obviously costumed Lagoon Monster lurched along.
"Well. The new stuff's just as bad. It'd just be an hour of the cgi monster jumping out and they'd call that scary."
"We're probably just too old to be as scared."
"Probably." Lars confirmed.

A thump seemed to echo through the old stone lighthouse. Lars stiffened his shoulders. Ronaldo looked around.
"Did you hear something?" the larger man asked.
"It's just the wind." Lars assured him, but he didn't relax.
They tried to enjoy the movie, but they both kept turning their heads at any small noise. It seemed they could still hear the thumping.
"Maybe it's a shutter banging." Ronaldo offered. "This place is pretty old."
"Maybe." said Lars his eyes staring at the door.
Thump,thump,thump

The noise seemed to grew louder and more insistent. Ronaldo was trying to save face. Lars was bouncing uncomfortably as if he wasn't sure whether to run or stay put. He took hold of Ronaldo's wrist.
"It's just the wind, right Ronnie?" he asked, panic creeping into the edge of his voice.
"Y-Ya." Ronaldo tried to reassure him.
Thump,thump,thump

The noise was nearer now. Almost right outside the door. The door handle began to shake violently. Ronaldo jumped up and Lars ducked behind him. The door flew open. The two boys stood frozen in fear, neither gasping out at what they saw. They heard a few grumbled complaints as the Television Highjacker stood in the door way.

She didn't notice them immediately and briefly glanced at the television screen. Instead she was focused upon a light panel which seemed to extend from her arm. She punched in a few commands, muttering to herself. She moved forward into the room, hopping on one foot as the other one seemed to be missing. Her pale green skin was illuminated by the screen. She moved toward the circuits Ronaldo had on he desk. She held onto the corner of it to stabilize herself. Her other set of fingers set to work on the circuit board.

Ronaldo couldn't hold back his indignation.
"Hey! Stop touching my stuff!" he called.
"Ronnie" Lars yelped pulling on his wrist as the other walked forward.
The green woman stopped to look at him.
"Your stuff? This is MY stuff." she retorted, then turned back.
"Is not."
"Listen you two Stevens I'm not interested in debating with you. I'm busy."
"I'm not a Steven" Lars quipped with annoyance.
"Well, whatever species of human you are it doesn't matter." she turned away again.
A few of the robonoids had climbed out of the rice bag and were scrounging about the discarded hull pieces. They were tinkering and fitting pieces together. It seemed they were rebuilding a foot.

Ronaldo rushed over and grabbed the circuit board she was working on. He held it to his chest.
"Give that back." she threatened.
"No. I'm working on a real discovery here."
"No you weren't. All you were doing was interfering with my frequency. I had to come over here to get you two clods to stop. So hand it over nicely."
Ronaldo glared at her. Lars was slinking away nearer to the door.
"No. It's mine." Ronaldo said.
"Fine. I'll just take it then." she opened her hand as if to prepare to fire on Ronaldo. A Robonoid came sailing through the air hitting her in the back of the head.

"Ouch." she said annoyed. The knock had caused her to lose balance, and she had to stop her attack to grip the desk again.
"You." she glowered at Lars who stood poised with another piece to throw. She shot out a finger which hooked through his stretched lobes. Lars was being reeled in like a fish as he thrashed and struggled. She held him up in the air.
"Ouch. Let me go." he complained, his feet kicking out just short of reaching the ground.
"I don't have time for you two." she said with annoyance. Ronaldo gaped with shock. He ran over and held Lars around the middle, reaching up he unhooked his ear. Ronaldo held the finger in his closed hand as it wiggled. Lars picked up the circuit board the other man had been protecting
"Now give that back."
"No."
She made an annoyed sound, still trying to ignore them. The remaining Robonoids were still working on the foot. She moved onto to another piece. Surveying their collection she looked both confused and intrigued.
"Where did you too find this stuff?" she asked, moving it about with a small beam of light.
"Why were you on the television?" Ronaldo countered. He'd moved over and sealed the errant finger inside an empty jar. It tapped on the glass.
For a second she looked almost worried. "What are you talking about?"
"We saw you." Lars challenged.
Her face dropped and she seemed to be considering that her private message had been seen by thousands.
"It was nothing." she said trying to play it off.
"No way. It was totally something." Lars countered, lapsing into his usual snarky self. "And at the end you were freaking out." he recalled. "Please send help!" he mimicked her distress signal, putting his hands on either side of his face is mock panic. Then he snorted derisively.

"Stop it!" she snapped.
"Ronaldo. Keep your junk. We don't have to listen to this Dorito."
"You do too!" she said flustered.
Ronaldo went to gather up the pieces in his vicinity.
"Stop it!" she complained. "Why is everyone on this planet always touching my stuff." she fumed gathering up the boards near her.

The foot was finished and two Robonoids began to carry it over.
She turned and smiled mischievously.
"Fine. Keep it. I have what I need anyway." she picked up the foot. She tried to attach it few times, jiggling it into place.
Lars dived down and held onto it. She shook her foot with annoyance.
"Ugh. I hate humans." she complained as Ronaldo tried to wrestle her arm. Her finger shot out and began to flicking Ronaldo in the head. He held fast. Her other arm became a propeller as she lifted the two boys up into the air. She was going to escape through the open lighthouse window.

Lars held tight but called out to Ronaldo. "Let go."
"No." Ronaldo said as the fingers pulled his hair. "I have to know about Yellow Diamond."
"How do you know about Yellow Diamond?" she questioned uneasily. Her focus diverted.
"Tell me about the Diamond Authority!" he said bracing himself.
"You two aren't supposed to know anything about that." she panicked, shaking her hand and leg causing her flight to swerve erratically.
"Are you working for the Crystal Gems? Are they coming here now?" she scanned the room.
"Forget this. I'm getting out of here." Her Fingers attacked Ronaldo' grasp until her fell. Lars gripped tighter wrapping his arms and legs around the newly assembled foot.
"Let me go!" she snapped at him, reaching down her now free hand. She was panicking as if at any moment the Crystal Gems would be coming through the door. She pushed a button the base of her calf and the foot detached.
"That's it. I'm out of here." she escaped through the open window.
"Better luck next time clods." she called sticking out her tongue.

Lars and Ronaldo looked up dazed and confused as she disappeared into the night.
"Ronnie what the heck was that?" Lars snapped getting up into a seated position. "I thought this was all just junk."
Ronaldo was rubbing his shin but grinning like a mad man.
"We're on the right path now." he called getting up and admiring this collection.
"We?" Lars snapped, pushing the discarded foot into Ronaldo's hands. "There is no we."
Ronaldo frowned looking at the foot.
"Come on Lars."
"Nope."
"Come on. You were just like Kyosuke." he tried. "Fearless. Like when you threw that robot. Lars you saved my life." Ronaldo gushed. Lars smirked.
"Ya. Well it wasn't that big a deal." he said rubbing his neck.
"And you did it all in your swim trunks!" Ronaldo stated.
"Oh jeez." Lars said remembering he hadn't changed from the beach. He covered his face with his hands.
"Our first battle with the Diamond Authority. I say it went pretty good." Ronaldo said with pride.
"Hey do you still have that finger?" Lars questioned.
"Yep." said Ronaldo "Why?"
"Well keep it. We're going to use it as bait."