Not-So Vile Villains

BH's Bizarre Badventure

Rose's POV:

Recently, business has been pretty slow, so we're all doing what we can to pass the time. 505 is drawing on the floor, Demencia is eating cereal with milk, and Flug & I are working at the computer, with Flug falling asleep out of boredom until the phone rings.

Flug: *over the phone* "Black Organi-Hat-zation, hello?"

Man: *over the phone* "Privet. I call to thank you for taking care of Bicep."

Flug: *over the phone* "No, right. Sure. It was no biggie. As we say, 'Evil is our business, and-*yawns*-Well, you know the rest."

Man: *over the phone* "Of course, I pay lots of money."

Flug: *over the phone* "Yeah, and you got the discount, pal. Thanks for calling.-*hangs up*-Hmm. Hey, uh, Demencia? Do you have a 'Bicep' on your victims list?"

Demencia: "Mmm, doesn't sound like anybody I remember."

Me: "He's not in the schedule either. Maybe the news has something to say about him."

I type Bicep's name into the computer and find a news report about him being defeated by someone from Black Hat, much like some other heroes.

Flug: "Wait a minute. We didn't do any of this. Why do they think it's our work? Someone's pretending to be us! And the worst part is they're taking money that's supposed to be ours!"

Me: "Another imposter."

Flug: *growls* "What's with these people? They dress up and pretend to be you or Demencia."

Demencia: "Isn't that what you nerds do at conventions?"

Flug: "We have to stop this imposter!"

Demencia: "How are we supposed to do that? It's not like they'll send us a messenger pigeon or something."

Then, 505 is hit in the face with a giant weight.

Me: "5.0., are you ok?"

I then notice an envelope attached to the weight.

Me: "And you were saying?"

Demencia: "It's not like Black Hat will magically appear to kiss me.-*sighs*-It was worth a try."

Flug: *reads note* "Dear and puny replicas, as you can see, I have successfully stolen your identities and soon your lives. And to do so..."

Then, another weight appears, but Demencia catches it.

Me: *reads note* "I challenge you to a duel in my impressive headquarters where only the strongest of us will survive. My address is written on the back."

Flug: "Hmm, this is clearly a trap."

Demencia: "So, then, we're not gonna go?"

Flug: "Of course we're going. We have to stop these phonies."

Demencia: "Yeah!"

Me: "Luckily, we still have a bit more time before Black Hat returns from his lunch."

Flug: "Let's show these cheap imitations what the real Black Hat Org. can do."

So, we board the ship and fly toward the address while researching our newfound opponents.

Flug: "Apparently, these imposters have pretended to be us for a while now."