On Today's Episode: The spies all continue their chase of Myrna, hoping to stop the narcissistic nanny before she can complete her master plan, whatever that might be. But as the caper drags on, the spies will, indeed, unravel more of Myrna's scheme, more specifically, what it has to do with Mat and his particular frustration. Can the spies claim victory as they always do, despite the circumstances?
Act 2: One Step Too Far
2:01 P.M. – Venice Beach
"It's so weird seeing Venice Beach not be full of people," Clover admitted as the spies arrived at Venice Beach to search for Myrna.
"Well, it's just about winter-time, so beach trips are kinda out of the question for now unless you really like bathing in the freezing cold," Alex chuckled.
"I kinda can't wait to head off to Resort Ridge again during winter break," May stated. "It'll be nice to spend a few days there without having to worry about a mission finding us there like it did last time."
"Hey, don't forget about your trip to Tachikawa," Melissa replied.
"I scheduled that for after our time at Resort Ridge," May responded. "I'm better at scheduling than I was as a kid."
"Back to business, is there any sign of her, Nick?" Mat asked. "I've got a few things I want to show Myrna, preferably my boot up her keester."
Nick used his psychic radar to scan the area for any signs of their wayward villain. It only took a few seconds to pick up Myrna's thoughts, and they were approaching fast.
"Here she comes!" Nick exclaimed, and just as Myrna came barging their way with a shoulder-tackle charge attack, the spies all scattered in different directions so they wouldn't get bowled over.
"Man, you move fast for such a tub o'lard, you know that?" Britney taunted.
"Oh, make your stale jokes while you can, you little brat," Myrna laughed. "I swear, when I'm finished with you, you won't have any more legs to stand on."
"Um, isn't that supposed to be our line, ya old hag?" Bridget retorted as she reached for her brooch. "Sonic Mode, online!"
After transforming, Bridget blitzed forward and started running circles around Myrna, both to keep Myrna in her spot and so Bridget could gather kinetic energy.
While this was happening, both Nick and Haruka flew into the air and fired Cyclone Blast Hairdryers downwards to keep Myrna on her toes.
"Why don't you stand still, you little bug?!" Myrna growled.
"Looks who's using denigrating nicknames now," Bridget responded. "I can smell the hypocrisy from here!"
Before Myrna could react, Bridget skidded to a stop, only to charge right back into the fray and clock Myrna with a headbutt to the chest, expelling all of her gathered kinetic energy in the form of an emerald shockwave that rippled out from the point of impact. The force of said impact was enough to send Myrna flying backwards.
"You're going to regret that, you speedy little gnat," Myrna groaned as she picked herself back up, only for Sortiliena to instantly go on the offensive.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but we don't give a crap!" Sortiliena shouted as she knocked Myrna around for a brief period, eventually finishing up with a spinning windmill kick that sent Myrna stumbling towards Mat. "All right, Mat, the floor is yours!"
"Gladly," Mat proclaimed as he advanced on Myrna.
("Vultures" by The Offspring plays)
"This ought to be easy," Myrna sneered.
But Mat wasn't having any of it, as no matter what gadget Myrna tried using, Mat evaded each and every one of them. Before long, Myrna found herself flat on her back once again by Mat.
"Just seeing you is enough to make me gag with your back-story..." Mat emphasized with a vicious look on his face that actually scared Myrna herself inside.
"Mat's even worse than when I get any part of my hair chopped off," Clover commented on the sidelines.
"No argument there," Sam remarked. "But that's something Mat's truly passionate about, so it's all moot."
"My sentiments exactly," Nick replied. "But just so Mat doesn't feel like he has to suffer alone..."
He even helped Mat out (despite some temptations to let Mat handle this by himself) and used some of his psychic powers to raise more power to Mat's strength.
"That should be good enough to give you a bit of an edge," Nick quipped.
"I didn't know you could do something like that," Mat admitted.
"To be fair, I didn't either until very recently," Nick replied. "The wonders of practice. All right, bro, go nuts."
"With pleasure," Mat proclaimed as he rushed forward and struck Myrna with a flying side kick that, thanks to Nick's power boost, was strong enough to send Myrna tumbling away.
Mat continued this barrage for about a minute, knowing Myrna was helpless against him in his powered-up state.
Mat eventually put a period on the battle with an elbow to the gut on Myrna Beesbottom.
"Believe me when I say this," Mat emphasized. "You AREN'T going to get very far with your 'master plan' today... old witch!"
"We'll see about that..." Myrna sneered. "As far as I'm concerned, I'm getting somewhere..."
Mat scoffed, not believing her.
"Don't think I'm going to just back off because one of you is in a rotten mood and has ignored the rules for elders..." Myrna sneered and used a smoke bomb to get away again.
"Rules for elders, my foot," Haruka scoffed. "When you're in our rogues' gallery, you don't get ANY leeway!"
"Mat, I hope you got that excess frustration out," Sortiliena remarked, despite Mat didn't seem to feel any better.
"There's only one way to make me feel better," Mat told them. "And I think it might happen..."
Nick didn't need three guesses to know that Mat was hoping James Stewart would be scratched from the Supercross season, too.
"Dude, I can understand why you'd want Stewart scratched from the series," Nick remarked.
"I know," Mat replied. "I guess I was hoping to not feel this way since the 2005 season, but 2005 was way more forgiving than this..."
"Oh, I remember that," Haruka stated, remembering back to when they all saw the 2005 San Diego race before heading to the beach. (A/N: Think back to Affairs of the Heart.)
Nick nodded in agreement with that incredible ride from Chad Reed to beat Ricky Carmichael at the time for his first win of 2005, and that was weeks after he finished 16th at the first round in Anaheim.
Bridget and May checked out the spot where Myrna Beesbottom had disappeared, and much to their surprise, there was a white powder on the ground.
"What'd you find?" Nozomi wondered.
"Why would someone like Myrna leave behind this kind of powder?" Clover asked.
"First of all, we should determine what kind of powder this is..." Sam quipped.
"And make sure Myrna Beesbottom doesn't even get a hint of trying to succeed if she's planning disagreements or whatnot against us," Melissa replied for Mat's sake.
"I'm sending it off to W.O.O.H.P. for analysis," Bridget quipped as she used her X-Powder to scan a sample of that powder so they could analyze it.
"And while we're doing that, we found where Myrna's hiding," RiCO answered, a map appearing on Bridget's X-Powder screen. "She looks like she's stopping somewhere deep under Rodeo Drive."
"Which can only mean she's at her secret lair," Alex noted. "Guess it's finally time to see what exactly she's hiding."
"Well, what are we waiting for?" Britney proclaimed. "Let's get over there so Mat can kick all the butts!"
With that in mind, the spies all followed RiCO's directions so they could find Myrna's lair.
"That was pretty cool what you did to help me out, Nick," Mat quipped.
"I'm still learning about all the cool things I can do with my powers," Nick answered. "I probably can't give you a Wondercube-level boost, but what I can do should be more than enough to put this psycho nanny in her place."
"Sounds like a plan to me," Mat chuckled.
3:12 P.M. – Myrna's Secret Lair
"I'm not getting fuzzy and happy vibes from this place, let's put it that way," Melissa noted once the spies had reached Myrna's lair, which was decorated like an old-school medieval castle mixed with a science lab.
"Didn't she already have a lair like this once before?" Sam quipped. "She's clearly running out of ideas, if that's the case."
"Regardless, we'd better find that nut loaf with all the haste," May stated.
"I think her posse found us first!" Haruka shouted, pointing to just ahead, where a group of Myrna's henchmen were shuffling down the hallway towards them.
"Guess she wants to soften us up first, huh?" Britney taunted.
"Why don't you all just get out of our way?" Clover shouted.
"Sorry, little chick-a-dee, but we can't do that," one of the mooks proclaimed. "Boss' orders, after all."
The mooks advanced threateningly on the spies, only for Sortiliena to charge in and start attacking, throwing mooks aside one by one and opening up some room for the rest of the spies to work.
As a pair of mooks tried to jump on top of Mat, Sam quickly grabbed one by the ankle mid-jump, spun him around, and tossed him into the other mook.
"Nice toss, honey," Mat chuckled.
"I'm getting better at that," Sam laughed.
May continually swung her anchor to knock a bunch of mooks away from them, while Nick let a group of them get close before using Zero Gravity to make them float helplessly, so that Melissa and Dawn could blast them back down with Cyclone Blast Hairdryers.
Thankfully, this seemed to be enough to force the mooks to retreat.
"Yeah, come back when you don't suck!" Nozomi exclaimed.
Once the area was calm again, Sam's X-Powder beeped, so she opened it up to see RiCO on the screen.
"What's up, RiCO?" Sam asked.
"iCO and I finished our analysis of that powder you guys found after Mat kicked Myrna's face in," RiCO proclaimed.
"Apparently, it's some kind of raw material that is used to make helmets," iCO explained. "When I cross-referenced the material to find out what it was most commonly used for, I discovered that mind-controlling helmets were at the top of that list."
"Which means that has something to do with Myrna's ultimate plan," Dawn stated.
"I'd rather we not stick around to find out what she's going to do with that kind of tech," Nick proclaimed. "So let's go find her and shut it down real quick-like."
As the spies continued to move through the hallways of the lair, RiCO suddenly flashed back onto Sam's X-Powder screen.
"Sorry to cut you off, but there's something just up ahead!" RiCO exclaimed.
Sure enough, a panel on the ceiling just up ahead slid open to reveal what appeared to be a monochromatic version of GLADIS.
"W-Wait a minute, what the heck?!" Alex shouted.
The strange GLADIS didn't speak, instead opting to fire a piercing red laser beam from its eye towards the spies. Nick raised his hand to project a psychic barrier that blocked the laser before retaliating with a Final Shine Attack that easily destroyed the GLADIS.
"They just don't make 'em like they used to," Nick taunted.
"So she's resorting to that cheap tactic again?" Clover groaned, remembering the time Myrna had stolen gadgets from W.O.O.H.P. from her plan and had used a rebuilt version of GLADIS as her secret weapon.
"According to my readings, there's more of those GLADIS things around the base," RiCO stated. "Thankfully, though, they don't appear to be anywhere as hardy as the original GLADIS was, and they don't have speech capabilities. More likely, they're just automated drones for Myrna to use in her lair. She probably decided to fashion them after GLADIS to get under your skin."
"At least we won't have the attitude to worry about from these ones," Alex retorted. "That's just how I like 'em. Silent."
"Let's keep on moving, everyone," Sam proclaimed. "I shudder to think what Myrna could be planning with all of these little knick-knacks."
"Knowing her, it's probably something pretty twisted," Sortiliena quipped as the spies continued to explore the lair.
The makeshift GLADIS had come to life, much to the spies' surprise.
"What's going on now?" Alex wondered.
Before long, clips from prior missions began playing right away with the word "DEFIANT" flashing around Sam, Clover, and Alex.
"Well, it wasn't hard to figure out who made these," Clover groaned.
"I'm getting very sick of the words 'defiant' and 'unruly' already!" Sam emphasized.
"Totally!" Clover exclaimed. "We're all about stopping evil and such, but labeling us as 'defiant' is totally contradictory!"
"I'll agree there," Dawn remarked.
"What's it doing now?" Haruka wondered when the makeshift GLADISs started buzzing.
They began coming to life and turning into makeshift robots.
"I don't want to find out what these hunk o' junks are capable of doing," Nozomi remarked.
Two of the GLADISs immediately went for Haruka first, but Nick was having none of that, dashing into the air while forming a psychic energy blade on his hand, and slashing forwards to slice through the connecting joint of one of the GLADISs, sending it crashing to the ground where May proceeded to smash it to pieces with her anchor.
As the other GLADIS attempted to grab him, Nick sliced through those arms as well before obliterating the other GLADIS with a point-blank Final Shine Attack.
Haruka sighed in relief. "Thanks, Nick!"
"No prob," Nick quipped.
In the meantime, the robots were still advancing on the rest of the spies, and more henchmen came into view.
"Okay, this is starting to get out of hand," Alex groaned.
"Why don't you all just beat it and let us take care of this?!" Nozomi exclaimed as she threw out an Anti-Gravity Propulsion Ring to send the henchmen floating into the air.
One of the GLADISs blared the word "DEFIANCE" in a monotone voice and attempted to fire its eye lasers at Nozomi, but May quickly wound up and threw her anchor like a javelin to smash the GLADIS before it could fire.
Sam and Mat paired up to fire Laser Lipsticks (and Chapsticks) at the GLADISs to keep them from overwhelming the spies, but more henchmen just kept coming.
This is getting pretty out of hand..." Sortiliena groaned.
"Let's end this right away," Mat told the others and equipped the Metal Masher Boxing Glove.
"I see what you're getting at," Melissa gasped.
With that, Mat, Sam, Melissa, May, and Sortiliena joined forces and punched the ground in a straight line. The whole army of henchmen had fallen through the hole to who-knows-where, and it disappeared.
The rest of the spies did that for the mooks that were already present.
"Problem solved!" Alex quipped.
"If only they were that easy," May commented.
"Tell me about it," Nozomi added.
"Your 'easy' battles are over!" Myrna's voice boomed from who-knew-where.
The spies looked all around.
"Where the hell are ya, wuss?" Mat taunted.
"Oh, we'd definitely be more intimidated if you, I don't know, knew what you were doing," Haruka taunted. "It's obvious that you clearly don't, so what does that tell ya?"
"You won't be so defiant and unruly when I'm through with you," Myrna laughed.
"Oh, for crying out loud, will you stop saying those two stupid words to us already?!" Clover exclaimed. "We're quite clearly sick and freakin' tired of it!"
"Sadly, I think those are two buzzwords we're gonna have to keep hearing whenever Myrna's involved, so might as well just suck it up and not give her any ground," Melissa admitted.
"And besides, we've literally got a million better things we could be doing with our time," May proclaimed, walking slowly towards a spot just up ahead. "So why don't you just get out here and take your lumps already?!"
"Such language," Myrna chuckled. "I'm pretty sure you're going to need more punishment for that."
Myrna was so caught up in her gloating that she didn't even notice May bringing out her anchor and pushing it forward, using the outer edge to hook Myrna by the arm and pull her into view. While Myrna was stumbling, May struck again, jumping over to Myrna's opposite side and knocking her back towards the spies with a home-run swing.
"Go ahead and wail on her, Mat!" May exclaimed.
"Much appreciated, May," Mat responded as she stepped forward to go on the offensive.
"Come on, we've been through this same scenario already, haven't we?" Myrna quipped.
"Yeah, well, your overly-stubborn peanut brain never seems to take the hint, and I've already had more than enough of villains like that, considering our last caper," Mat retorted. "So I'd watch your mouth if I were you, because this is going to hurt."
Mat didn't give Myrna a chance for another snappy retort and kicked her in the chest, sending her tumbling backwards. Naturally, Mat pounced while the ball was still in his court, using an Anti-Gravity Propulsion Ring to send Myrna floating in the air so he could then slide underneath the floating Myrna and fire a Cyclone Blast Hairdryer into her, sending her crashing upwards into the ceiling.
Just when Myrna fell back to the ground, Mat smashed the ground with his Metal Masher Boxing Glove, causing Myrna to jump back to avoid getting caught up in the attack...
...only to find herself in Nick's cross-hairs.
"What, did ya miss me already?" Nick chuckled as he fired a Final Shine Attack to blast Myrna back towards Mat.
Though Myrna jumped away to avoid Mat's follow-up attack and then jumped into the air to try and crush him beneath her, Sortiliena planted herself there, caught Myrna mid-jump, and heaved her over, causing Myrna to collide with the opposite wall.
"Keep trying, Myrna," Sortiliena taunted. "What part of 'combat instructor' isn't ringing in your ears?"
"So help me, you won't be singing your tune when I'm through with you!" Myrna exclaimed as she jumped back to her feet and charged towards Sortiliena, only for her to stick her foot out and trip Myrna so we went rolling into the other wall.
"Okay, this is just getting sad at this point," Sortiliena sighed.
Myrna quickly started throwing a barrage on shuriken, only for Nick to surround the group with a psychic bubble that blocked each one.
"Seriously, lady, get a new shtick, because that one clearly isn't working," Nick taunted.
"How about this, then?!" Myrna proclaimed as she barreled straight towards Nick.
Nick, however, was ready, pressing his palms together before quickly drawing them apart, a ring of psychic energy forming between his palms.
Just as Myrna realized what was about to happen and skidded to a stop to try and change course, Nick had already launched the psychic ring, which flew forward and constricted itself around Myrna, stopping her from moving.
Nick clenched his right fist and the ring constricted further, and then Nick threw his arm outwards and the ring erupted into a swell of psychic energy that floored Myrna.
"Ah, haven't used that trick in a while," Nick chuckled.
"Oh, this definitely isn't over," Myrna laughed. "Once my master plan is in working order, I won't have to worry about your defiance ever again."
And with that, Myrna decided to make her retreat for the time being.
"Is it me, or are our rogues' gallery just getting more and more insufferable with every defeat we hand them?" Alex wondered. "It kinda feels like at least some of them are starting to lose their beaners with every stomping."
"I wish it were that simple sometimes," Sam groaned.
"Tell me about it," Mat quipped.
"Not to interrupt your conversation, but I think I've found something interesting on those computers nearby," RiCO stated from Nick's X-Powder.
The spies all jogged over to the computer in question so Nick could place his X-Powder on it and let RiCO do her usual hacking thing.
After about ten seconds, the monitor displayed schematics for what appeared to be some kind of mind-controlling helmet, almost exactly matching what iCO had said about the powder they'd found earlier being a raw material to make it.
"Well, if that don't beat all," Haruka stated.
"What exactly is she planning to do with this thing?" Dawn asked.
"I'd rather we not stick around and find out, to be honest," Bridget quipped.
"Sounds like a plan to me," Mat proclaimed. "I still have some lumps to dole out, and she's way overdue."
The spies all agreed and set out to continue exploring the lair, hoping to find Myrna quickly.
"Mat, I could be wrong, but I'd think you'd have aired out all your frustrations by now, right?" Haruka wondered.
"I'll feel a little better when we get Myrna Beesbottom back where she belongs," Mat replied. "But Nick already knows the one bit of news that I hope happens..."
"I'm no racer expert like you are, Mat, but it sounds like whoever did what deserved what he got," Sortiliena commented.
"You don't know the half of it, Sortiliena," May chuckled.
"Yikes, that much of an oof?" Sortiliena wondered.
"Long story short, James Stewart caused a mid-flight crash with another rider and might go unpunished..." Mat told Sortiliena.
"Sounds pretty bad in itself," Sortiliena replied. "I have been at that similar mindset where you just want to destroy everything in sight after some adversity..."
"Totally," Nick remarked.
"Well, I hope for your sake, Mat, that Chad Reed can still make a run for the title somehow if he's okay," Melissa told Mat.
"I admit I AM still scratching my head why Chad Reed pulled out of Phoenix because that wasn't even a hard crash," Mat told the others.
"Well, Mat, if there's one thing I'm glad you're doing, you're actually voicing how pissed you are instead of just holding it in," May replied. "That's always best."
"Totally," Clover stated. "I mean, I did get pretty vocal about Mandy and her crappy antics myself."
"Thank goodness she's on our side now, huh?" Nozomi quipped.
"And I'm sure that crash from Stewart would not go unnoticed for a penalty," Nick added.
"It better not..." Mat emphasized. "Otherwise, justice is completely blind in this case."
"No doubt," Blaine replied. "Otherwise, if nothing's wrong with taking someone out in mid-flight, something's wrong with those officials."
"My thoughts exactly," Nick sighed.
"Race talk aside, hopefully Myrna didn't get too far," Sam stated, getting back to the task at hand.
"I agree," Haruka stated.
"We should be close," Nick told the others after using his psychic radar.
"I would hope so," Clover commented.
Before long, that same helmet the spies saw was being dished at them like a boomerang. Alex was the first to see this.
"Batter up!" Alex proclaimed and used a karate chop to send the helmet down to the ground.
More helmets came flying out of nowhere, but the spies easily swiped them aside, Nick making sure to destroy each one before they could be retrieved.
"Really, Myrna? You're trying to play hypno-baseball with us?" Alex taunted.
"Well, then, batter up!" May shouted, swinging her anchor to instantly wreck a helmet that had been coming her way.
Myrna Beesbottom came into view with another copy of the helmet and flung it at an unsuspecting Mat in the hopes of causing discord among them.
Mat saw it out of the corner of his eye, but Melissa came to his rescue and blocked it.
"Okay, this is not getting us anywhere..." Melissa told everyone.
"I couldn't agree more," Britney responded to Melissa in full agreement.
"Might as well get your stupid face out here so we can kick it a few times, Myrna," Sortiliena taunted. "We're not falling for your stupid flying helmet trick. In fact, it got old hat about five throws ago."
Much to Mat's relief, Myrna stepped out of the shadows, ready for a fight.
"Oh, but I've got much more where that came from," Myrna laughed. "Why don't we just kick back and have some fun for once, spies?"
"You'll have to forgive us if we're not really interested in your twisted idea of fun, Myrna," Sam proclaimed.
"Oh, learn to loosen up a little, why don't you?" Myrna retorted. "Nanny's orders!"
"All right, that's it," Bridget proclaimed as she reached for her brooch. "Sonic Mode, online!"
Immediately after transforming, she ran towards Nick, her intent very clear, and Nick too her hand so the two of them could dash towards Myrna.
"Oh, coming in for some discipline, are you?" Myrna cackled.
"Nope, just here to clobber you with the brand spankin' new Purple Comet Attack!" Nick exclaimed.
Myrna attempted to get back to her feet, but Bridget was naturally faster, using her momentum to uppercut Myrna into the air.
Nick followed by leapfrogging off of Bridget's shoulders and knocking Myrna back to the ground with an overhead fist slam.
Before Myrna could even bounce, Bridget sped by her, causing her to spin around in place for a couple seconds.
Nick lunged forward to kick Myrna in the back and send her stumbling forward.
Nick and Bridget ran to either side of Myrna and started attacking in perfect sync with each other, landing four direct punches each before snap-kicking Myrna into the air.
"Ready for the finale?!" Bridget shouted.
Just as Myrna started falling back down, Nick and Bridget charged, striking Myrna rapid-fire from multiple angles and making it look like she was being pinballed through the air.
For the final blow, Nick and Bridget joined hands once again, then flew swiftly towards Myrna, using their joined hands to clothesline her and send her crashing back into the ground.
"That didn't look like it felt good, did it?" Bridget taunted.
"Joke around while you can, little speedster," Myrna chuckled after picking herself up. "Because once you have one of my helmets on, you won't be so much as talking bad about me ever again."
Myrna lunged forward to try and place a mind-control helmet on Bridget, but Bridget simply grinned. She was really doing this.
Just before Myrna got close, Bridget sped away. Myrna continued to lunge towards Bridget, only for her to easily dodge with her superior speed.
"Stand still, damn you!" Myrna shouted.
"Track and field, and water polo," Bridget quipped. "Two sports where you can't realistically sit still and win. Get over yourself."
Not waiting for a 'witty' retort, Bridget did a backstep before blitzing forward to hit Myrna with a super-speed shoulder tackle, sending the nanny stumbling forward...
...right into Mat's field of vision.
"My turn," Mat proclaimed.
"You wouldn't dare," Myrna chuckled.
"You do not want to test me today, lady," Mat retorted. "I may have aired out most of my frustrations, but I've still got one more frustration to deal with. And that's you."
Before Myrna could make a move, Mat started rapid-firing his Laser Chapstick at Myrna's feet, making her 'dance' all over to avoid getting blasted.
While this was happening, Mat brought out a bottle of Ice King Cologne and sprayed the floor near where Myrna was 'dancing' so he could force her to slip and slide on the ice.
Not finished just yet, while Myrna was frantically attempting to regain her balance, Mat equipped a Metal Masher Boxing Glove and, with all the strength he could muster, punched the icy ground that Myrna was slipping and sliding on, cracking it in multiple places and doing enough damage to send Myrna flying towards the spies.
Sortiliena followed this up by jumping into the air to meet Myrna, grabbing the nanny in midair and powerslamming her into the ground.
"Nice one, Liena!" May laughed.
"Ronye taught me that one," Sortiliena chuckled. "The best student and teacher dynamic has them both learning from each other, in my opinion."
Still, Myrna refused to stay down, quickly jumping back to her feet.
"Man, what's it going to take to get you to stay down?!" Haruka exclaimed.
Suddenly, another trio of GLADIS drones emerged from the ceiling and started firing lasers at the spies, forcing them to start moving.
"Oh, jeez, not these stupid things again!" Melissa exclaimed.
However, as the spies continued to dodge the wild attacks, the three GLADIS drones extended elongated metal arms to capture Sam, Britney and Melissa and hold them in place.
Out of the drones came more of those mind-control helmets.
"You wouldn't dare," Dawn growled.
"What's it going to be, spies?" Myrna laughed maniacally. "Either you all surrender right now, or Mat's little dalliances all fall under my control. Make your choice while you have the chance, you unruly little brats."
"Okay, how's this for a choice?!" May shouted, heaving her anchor forwards, though it seemed to miss wildly to the right.
Before Myrna could laugh at the seeming miss, Nick reached out to catch the anchor in his telekinetic hold and send it careening towards and through the GLADIS drones, smashing each one to pieces as the anchor collided with it. The helmets all fell to the ground away from each girl, who promptly stomped down and smashed the helmets to pieces.
"That was dirty, Myrna," Mat snarled, having finally lost his patience with Myrna's nonsense.
"And from the look on your face, I'm gonna guess that you don't have any more of those helmets to use on us?" Nick taunted.
"Not here," Myrna laughed. "But I've got more than enough waiting inside of my secret weapon. And we'll see how you fare against that."
And with that said, Myrna retreated.
"You all okay?" Nozomi asked.
"We'll be all right," Sam stated. "Right now, I think we need to head topside and take care of whatever Myrna's secret weapon is, because I have a bad feeling about this."
"Same here, Sam," Mat proclaimed. "Let's get out of here and put an end to this nonsense."
The spies all followed RiCO's directions to retrace their steps out of the lair and back into Beverly Hills, all hoping they could put a stop to Myrna's secret weapon before it was too late.
To be concluded...
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Next time...
Melissa: Ah, it's good to be back out in fresh air again.
Mat: Any sign of miss demon nanny? I've still got some lumps that need to be delivered to her posthaste.
Haruka: Hey, there she is!
Sortiliena: ...and what the heck is she piloting?!
Myrna: That's really none of your business, is it? Just know that your days of unruliness and disobedience end here, you wretches!
May: She's really still using those words when she knows how utterly sick we are of them?
Clover: It'll be so fun to stuff those words right back into her fat mouth.
Nick: Now you're speaking my language, Clover. All right, everyone, let's go get her, next time on the final act of Totally Spies: Discord and Disappointment, "Vindication"!
Alex: ...mmmmm, what's that I smell? It's delicious...
Nick: RiCO's making cookies in the kitchen. And she's deliberately marking her batch as "SPIES ONLY". I think she's sick of that new intern ignoring food labels.