As Easy As... (14)

As Easy As... (14)

The Imp waved a hand, turning all the addicted NPCs around them into robots like Sir Destructo and Lady Dynamite.

"Oh, you can handle it?!" Sweet Dream said sarcastically. "Tell me how, since you're oh so smart!"

Dr. Zlo opened and rummaged around in his inventory, "I'll just use my monsterfier on a few of the transformed populace. They'll come under my control, and we can fight the reality warper with it."Alll latest novels at novelhall.com

Sweet Dream blinked, "You can't be that stupid."

"Trust me! It'll work!" Dr. Zlo said. The villain pulled out his monsterfier, rearing his arm back to throw. He aimed at Sir Destructo, the transformed guard the closest enemy to the villain.

Sweet Dream grabbed him by the arm before he could throw. "You'll just make his creations bigger! He's a reality warper, remember?"

"Bah, as if anyone but me could control my genius inventions!" Dr. Zlo boasted.

Sweet Dream pulled the monsterfier out of his hands before he could do anything else, "I'm not going to go down because of your hubris!"

Dr. Zlo tried to take the monsterfier back, but Sweet Dream transformed before he could snatch it. Not even Dr. Zlo was immune to the candy woman's hallucinogenic chocolate, so he had to cross his arms and grumble.

"Well then, tell me how we'll get out of this," Dr. Zlo complained. "We don't have a lot of time."

"Hold on, I'm testing something," Sweet Dream said.

Dr. Zlo huffed again but waited as Sweet Dream launched a glob of chocolate at The Imp. The sugary goop transformed into a monster mid-air, landing on the NPC's foot and latching on.

"Eww, what is this!" The Imp cried. The reality warper waved a hand, attempting to transform the mindless monster into something harmless. The chocolate creature ignored whatever it was The Imp tried, sticking to the NPC's shoe like glue.

"Yes, it works!" Sweet Dream cheered.

"What works?" Dr. Zlo asked. "What did you do?"

"Shut up and let me concentrate," Sweet Dream said.

The villainess directed her chocolate creation up The Imp's leg, trying to get it into the NPC's mouth. The Imp tried shaking it off, but the NPC was no stronger than a kid without their reality warping powers. Eventually, the chocolate monster maneuvered its way into The Imp's mouth. The NPC bit down, chomping the monster to pieces.

"Yes!" Sweet Dream cheered. "Now, let's see Zlo-Mite do anything."

It was Dr. Zlo's turn to blink in surprise. "You do realize that won't do anything."

"What do you mean?" Sweet Dream asked.

Dr. Zlo sighed, "I mean, that I used your chocolate to make the icing for the cookies, and guess what the little menace ate before turning against me?"

"Oh," Sweet Dream said, realizing what he meant.

"Yummy!" The Imp shouted, drowning out the sounds of battle for a second.

"Nonsense!" Dr. Zlo countered. "I'm sure I can come up with something!"

"That's the problem," Sweet Dream said with a roll of her eyes. "I don't trust Dr. Zlo to make something strong enough that won't backfire."

"You worry too much," Dr. Zlo said.

"And you don't worry enough, you megalomaniac," Sweet Dream argued, pushing a finger toward Dr. Zlo.

The villain scoffed, "Why should I worry when I'm the greatest criminal mastermind!"

Sweet Dream threw her hands in the air, "I can't deal with him when he's like this. Riptide, take over."

"Haha, okay, dude," Riptide answered. The villain surfed up next to Dr. Zlo, a smug grin on his face.

"Dude, you want to get rid of Zlo-Mite, right?"

"Of course I do!" Dr. Zlo argued. "Who would want a miniature of themselves running around?"

Riptide nodded sagely, "It is pretty bad. But think of how much worse it would be for someone who isn't as smart as you."

Dr. Zlo gave Riptide a sidelong glance, "What do you mean?"

"Zlo-Mite imprinted on you, right?" Riptide asked.

"Yes" Dr. Zlo answered.

"Then that means he can imprint onto someone else," Riptide said happily.

Dr. Zlo brought a hand up to his chin and stroked it, "Hm, yes, I see. There's only one problem with that. The only way for that menace to imprint is for me to die."

The villain narrowed his eyes at Riptide, "Are you suggesting I die?"

Sweet Dream rolled her eyes, "For the love of Don't you have Zlobots that look exactly like you?"

Dr. Zlo whirled on Sweet Dream, "I was getting there!"

"Sure you were," Sweet Dream laughed.

"So I use a Zlobot to fake my death!" Dr. Zlo cackled. "It's the perfect crime! Zlo-Mite will stick to someone else that isn't me, and we get away scot-free! Too bad about the city, though. An army of addicted citizens would have been useful."

"You're not the one who would use them," Sweet Dream said with a roll of her eyes. "We only brought you on to make the formula."

Dr. Zlo pointed a finger in the air, "The most important step! Which means I was in charge the whole time."

"Whatever, dude," Riptide laughed. "Let's just get this done. I gotta get off in a couple of minutes."