No author's note today. Oh wait... Also, I got Grammar today! Yeah!
I looked into the crowd to see that most had left, except for one who was recording a video with his camera.
"You in the crowd with the camera! Stop recording NOW!" He flinched when he realized that I was yelling at him, and he meekly put the camera away. I looked at the Quick-Fix and wondered what to do with it, then I saw a note taped to the power switch on the Quick-Fix.
"There is a 'Do not Touch!' lever on the base of the nozzle, it is red, activate it and take the Quick-Fix with you. If you need to be healed quickly, activate the blue switch labeled 'Ubercharge' please protect this until I can contact you." I didn't know how he would contact me if he was dead, but I looked for the switch anyway. There was another note on the red switch.
"If I do not contact you for three weeks, destroy the machine and use the parts however you wish." I read the note as I flipped the switch, and the Quick-Fix turned into a solid 2x2-foot base, and was 4 feet tall, I tried to lift it, but to no avail, then I saw a giant hulk of a man walk up to me.
"You help doktor with experiment, da?" He looked down at me, and I almost got a nosebleed from looking up at him.
"You mean the Medic? I did help him if that's what you mean." There's the nosebleed... Oh wait, that's me sweating my face off.
"Da, is what Heavy means. He will help take leetle healing gun to person who help doktor's home." He then went over to the box, and promptly started carrying it under his arm. "Time to go!"
"Wait! We almost forgot his dove, Archimedes!" Archimedes then landed right on Heavy's head.
"Don't worry. Doktor's bird will follow me." He then walked right out the front door with the Quick-Fix under his arm. I followed him to the corner, where he stopped.
"Why are you stopped, Heavy?" I catch up to him, panting.
"Have you moved in past three years?" He looked down at me with an eyebrow raised.
"Nope. Can't afford to move due to my... Projects." I started to feel something bad in my stomach, like the 'Trust your gut!' thing. Except worse. "We need to go faster!" He looked at my face, and started to move faster. We reached my house in record time, to see nothing wrong. I unlocked the door and went in, and activated a switch on the wall, which opened a hole in the wall. "Put the Quick-Fix in there please."
"Da." He promptly dropped the Quick-Fix in the hole. "Is done."
"Thanks, Heavy." I waved as he walked away, but the feeling in my gut wasn't lessening at all. I then walked into the kitchen to see my wife eating a sandwich. "Hey, sweetheart."
"Hey. How was the exhibit?" She looked up at me, when someone knocked on the door. I answered the door to see my wife and Heavy. Wait a minute. My wife?
"There is Spy behind you." He then walks up to me, and punches my... Other? Wife in the face. She starts smoking, and suddenly turns into a man in a red pinstripe suit, with a balaclava, along with a bashed in face at the moment. "Hah! Is baby man!"
"Not quite Monsieur. I was only a distraction. Madic is almost done business downstairs." Oh no. He could find some very dangerous things down there. I pushed the Spy over and planted the heel of my shoe in his face, killing him instantly. I then ran over to the blast door I had covering the entrance to the basement, only to see it demolished. I ran down the stairs to see an almost exact replica of Medic pointing my project at me, a Music cannon.
"Heh, yes. I believe that the Spy upstairs told you who I am, so no need for introductions."