Authors Note: ok guys I know you guys got a problem with Platyborg dropping the F bomb, but he will do it once in this chapter and I'll try not to have him drop it that often, plus I got some great advice from a certain reviewer that I already kind of censored it by putting the * so its fine hehe loophole x)
Also I have been replying to reviews but on the PM (I just found out I could do that lol im so slow) but I remembered that some of u are anonymous sooooo that wont work for you, so I will start replying to reviews in my chapters again, it just takes like 10 times longer -.-
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The Meeting: Trilogy: Chapter 3
Everyday.
"Hey Doof? Are you gonna F*ck me?"
"EVERYDAY you ask me that question, and EVERYDAY I say NO!"
Red Bull.
Alter Doof shook his head at the cyborg who was in a hospital bed, with his foot broken.
Platyborg rolled his eyes, he hated lectures.
"…I mean what could possibly make you think that Red Bull could make you fly? OR make you jump off of the building? And you have rocket boosters AND wings! You can already fly can't you? Look at me when I'm talking to you!"
Doof kept rambling, Platyborg tuned him out.
The cyborg made an interesting discovery that day.
Red Bull…did NOT give you wings.
Essay.
"…And for your punishment you have to write a 250 word essay on why I'm such an amazing leader, you have an hour, GO!"
*1 hour later*
Platyborg handed Doof his essay.
Doof read it aloud.
"…Doof is an amazing leader because he is really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really- this is just four pages with the word Really on them!"
"Its 200 words exactly, you can count them if you like" Platyborg grinned.
"Oh forget it!" Doof left the room.
Platyborg smiled.
Good thing Doof didn't read the word after the last Really, then he'd have to write 10 billion essays.
Baby.
"Hey Doof, where do babies come from?"
"Uh….come here Platyborg, I'm gonna tell you a magical story, its called The Stork"
Pancake Mix.
Platyborg slammed the Fridgerator door shut and glared at Alter Doof who looked up from his morning paper.
"We ain't got no pancake mix?"
Girlfriend.
"You need a girlfriend Platyborg"
"For your information Doofus, I HAVE a girlfriend"
"Oh really, who?"
"Lady Gaga"
"Lady Gaga isn't your girlfriend Platyborg"
"Yeah she is, we even have a date tonight"
"Whatever you say Platyborg" he rolled his eyes.
Fears.
"That's a dumb fear" Platyborg said to Alt Doof.
Doof just finished telling him one of his biggest fears.
"Oh yea? Well what are you scared of?"
"Fine I'll tell you but you can't use it against me…alright here it goes…im afraid of…" Platyborg lowered his voice down to a whisper "…the number seven"
Alter Doof raised an eyebrow.
"Why are you afraid of the number seven?"
"Because seven ate nine DUH!"
Choose.
The cyborg looked down at the lava behind him and the evil scientist in front of him, he was trapped.
Alter Doof grinned evilly at him.
"Now…you can either choose to come with me or go with the lava"
"Grrgr"
"No, you can't choose the lava!"
Spanish.
"Are you almost done?" the cyborg asked impatiently, Doof was screwing something into the panel on his head.
"Hold still, I just have to screw in this last bolt annnnnd…done, ok how do you feel?" Doof asked as he closed the panel.
A spark of electricity came from Platyborg's head.
Doof's eyes widened as he heard the cyborg speak.
"Muy Bien"
Ok that's not good…
French.
Alter Doof shut the panel on the cyborgs head.
"Ok how do you feel now? Speak"
"Bonjour"
Doof sighed.
This was gonna take a while.
Manual.
After much adjusting and just about every language you can think of Doof finally got the settings back to Spanish.
At least that way he could translate through a Spanish dictionary.
He needed to get the cyborg back to speaking English and FAST.
He didn't know that there were so many bad words in the Spanish language…he'd have to thank Platyborg for that…the little brat kept screaming them at him…he'd have to punish him later, but right now he had to get the little brat back to speaking English.
Where'd he put that manual?
Ice Cream.
He could handle the cursing in Spanish from the cyborg, but now he wanted ice cream, this was ridiculous.
"Quiero helado" the cyborg demanded in Spanish.
"No, you can have ice cream after I finish fixing your language settings"
"Quiero helado"
"I said no!"
"Quiero helado"
"No, Platyborg"
"…Puta"
"What did you just say to me?"
Please.
"Por Favor?"
"No"
"Por Favor?"
"No"
"Por Favor?"
"No!" Doof continued working on his language settings.
"Quiero un helado por favor"
"No"
…..
"…Por Favor?"
"Fine!"
x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x
"Alright now that you have your ice cream, I can finish fixing your language settings ok, so no more interruptions"
The cyborg took a lick of his ice cream while Alter Doof worked on his head.
"Ew, I hate pistachio"
Alter Doof's eyes widened.
"You could speak fine this whole time?"
Platyborg smiled sheepishly and shrugged his shoulders "Whoops?"
"When did you start speaking normal again?"
"After the French language"
"But that was a minute later!"
"Yeaaaaah sorry I kinda forgot that I could speak English"
"Forgot you could speak English? How could you- Wait! All those curses you said to me in Spanish…those were intentional" Alter Doof narrowed his eye at the cyborg.
Platyborg started to back away "Hehe…later!"
The cyborg bolted.
Doof ran after him.
"PLATYBORG!"
Never Doubt Me.
The doorbell rang.
"I'll get it!" Alter Doof called as he answered the door.
His eye widened.
"Lady Gaga?"
Platyborg walked over and put his arm around her and smiled.
"NEVER doubt me"
Alter Doof mouth was agape as Platyborg and Lady Gaga left.
…
"How did he…?" Alter Doof clutched his head "Forget it…I'm just gonna go to bed…I see nothing…I have deniable plausibility…"