Chaos ensued!

Endless pain!

Destruction everywhere!

Isn't it just delightful?

Sharks are fascinating creatures, but do you know how much more fascinating they become when you attach chainsaws to their fins? Everyone pays attention to them then!

Truly one of my better creations.

…Now if only I could get HIM to see that.

"Now, darling, I know it's been a while, but do try to cooperate with me here." I plead, as I sit on my couch, uncorking a bottle of my favorite red wine (I usually save the wine until after I've won the day, but it's been AGES since I've had any decent company over, so please try to understand my struggle).

I pour a glass for myself, and a second one and hand it over to my robotic assistant, Melvit, who promptly delivers it to the very grumpy, yet devilishly handsome man tied up on the other side of the table.

"Scarlet, don't you have better things to do than try to harass me into helping you take over the world?" he asked, obviously a little snippy from the crude restraints I was forced to put him in when he tried to run from me.

My goodness! Harass? I didn't realize simply asking a simple question was harassment. Then again, I suppose he could be talking about all the times I used to show him my lovely creations in hopes that he would fall for me. Creations that the government has deemed "abominations" and "crimes against nature". Ech, what do THEY know? Taxation is theft anyway, if they can be criminals, then why can't I?

"Take over the world?" I asked back with offense in my voice. "Honey, I don't want to take over the world. Honestly, so cliche…"

I take a sip of my wine, savoring it, like the sweet taste of my upcoming victory.

"Well, what exactly DO you want, then?" 'Larry' inquired.

I chuckle softly, swirling my drink around in its crystal glass.

"You know exactly what I want." I say as I snap my fingers.

Melvit appears back by my side, with a tiny velvet box in tow.

"Four words." I say, "Four little words is all I want to hear. You know them."

Melvit opens the box, which contains a simple diamond ring on the inside. Usually, I prefer more extravagant things, but for the sake of our future marriage, I figured it was better to meet my future man in the middle.

Unfortunately, I get the same response I got the last 30 times I asked.

"Woman, if after all this time, you still think I'm gonna ask YOU to marry me, you're crazier than I thought!" he snapped, shaking his head.

I sigh. He could at least try to be more creative with his rejections. I've heard that particular line three times now. I dismiss Melvit with a wave, and lean forward, placing my drink down on the table next to my guest's.

"Darling, please, what's the point in hiding yourself from the world? Your creations are just as dangerously magnificent as mine! We could create such beautiful chaos together!" I plead again.

The man just frowns again, closes his eyes, and turns away from me, like a child who doesn't want to eat the food you're trying feed them.

Now, I'm not known for my temper, but when I'm pushed…

"You know…" I begin, "I made my sharks with the sole purpose of finding YOU. …but it seems they've caught quite a few of your new 'employees'."

I watch my guest turn back to me and raise an eyebrow.

"Oh, you know!" I continue, "Your adorable little band of adolescent vigilantes!"

I tap my chin and try to pretend I'm remembering, "What was it they called themselves again? …Team Fire Tires?"

My guest tries to hide it, but I can see the color drain from his face. How perfect! He cares about them! They'll make perfect bargaining chips (and possible wedding attendants!)

"No, no, that wasn't it." I snap my fingers, with pretend realization, "Team Hot Wheels! Of course! How could I forget? I have them all nice and settled in my lab downstairs. Charming boys, really. It would be a shame if I had to throw any of them into my incinerator. I had it all warmed up in case I had any unexpected visitors!"

I lean in even more across the table, so I'm face to face with Mr. Handsome.

"...but I'm sure I won't need to."

Melvit appears at my side once again with the box.

"IF a certain someone proposes his undying affections for me, I'm sure I can put off the whole doomsday shark invasion for a while…AND make sure those poor boys stay out of my fireplace."

The man doesn't respond with immediate submission, like I hoped he would. He just frowns at me. Not even a passionate frown, just a painfully plain, drab, pedestrian frown.

ARRGH.

"Fine." I say, trying not to growl, "I'm a patient woman, darling. I have all the time in the world to wait for you."

I take my glass of wine and start to saunter out of the guest room, but not before stopping at the door looking back to say one last thing:

"...but I don't think your city has the same luxury."

This...

...isn't actually the chapter I was gonna place before the last.

That one STILL needs work. Who knows? You may never see it.

Scarlet Velvet and her robot assistant Melvit. Aren't they fun? I think so. Wanna have more of them in the story, but they aren't the main focus, so this chapter may be their biggest time in the spotlight (at least in this episode).

What happened to Wyatt? Is Wheelie okay? All these questions answered and more (hopefully) in the next chapter!