Chapter 29: His dark humor.~

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"As requested, I have created a stronger version of my Pterosaurus. He is at your command, Elsa," In strode the evil ranger, whom Amelia didn't care to look to see. She knew the creature was with him by their heavy footfalls.


The redhead was too busy using a pencil, a ruler, and multiple tools to draw the Facility's layout. Her large grin and excited eyes went unnoticed by everyone else since her head was craned over the cleared station in the Throne Room. I need to make sure I draw out the section where all the Cyborgs are being made! I want to destroy every single part of that hell hole! Confidence made her gaze narrow after a giggle escaped her broadened smile.


"This creature failed us before. What makes you think you will succeed this time?" Her Beasty's words filled the room as the mad scientist continued to line out the second floor on the paper.


"This," Elsa began, whom Amelia still didn't peek at to see what she was doing. "Its mineral components are the same as the Power Ranger's dino gems. It will render them useless," Again, the redhead cared little at all to look at Elsa when she explained or at the Pterosaurus who she could hear eating the mineral.


"Interesting," What she heard from Mesogog was a lack of actual interest, it almost sounded sarcastic but it still wasn't enough to deter her attention from her paper.


"Mother. Your heart rate has increased. Are you perhaps excited?" Despite the mumble Amelia heard from Elsa, her blue eyes finally snapped away from the paper to see her robotic baby approach and stare with her white emotionless eyes.


"Yes! Yes, I am excited! Hahaha! I'm almost done with the layout! I have three floors to map out and I'm onto the second one-- as we speak!" Back to the paper, she put the pencil to it and continued with the layout. If she had looked at Elsa, she would've seen an amused grin on her, but alas she didn't. It wasn't long before she heard the invisiportal echo, which indicated that the goth and the stronger Pterosaurus were left to do as the storyline demanded.


"Excellent! The sooner we establish a plan, the sooner we can ambush that poor excuse of a scientist!" She heard him from behind and the faint thuds from his shoes that came closer.


Ignore him for now! Ignore, ignore, ignore, ignore-- As she frowned and hardened her stare on the sketched layout in progress, the quiet stretch of Mesogog's clothes when he craned over her shoulder to watch, sent her into a flustered mess. I can't ignore him! EEE! He's so close! The breath on her neck and the feel of his chest against her back, made her breathing a bit unsteady.


"Mother. Your heartbeat is erratic. I am picking up increased heat signatures and-" Before Angel could continue, Amelia's finger lifted to her robot's face. Her flushed cheeks and stern eyes proved how the redhead fared in her predicament.


"No! Bad Angel! Bad! Do not give out personal information about how my body is--" Before Amelia could finish her sentence, she could feel Mesogog straighten up and feel his claws gently hold her shoulders.


"Yes! Tell me how she is reacting to me. It will be far more amusing," There was almost a lift in his voice when he spoke; it didn't help her flustered state or unfocused mind.

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