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Music: Welcome, Boy from Sexy Parodius
While all of that shenanigans is happening to SKA, there's something else happening down in Minnesota. Dr. Wersaw and his assistant are at some sort of cemetery.
"Sir, why are we here?" the assistant asks, scratching his head because he doesn't see the point.
Dr. Wersaw just grins. "Follow me."
The two men make their way to behind the cemetery. Dr. Wersaw then lifts up a random piece of fake grass to reveal a dug-up hole leading underground. Wersaw pulls out a flashlight and ventures into the hole, and his assistant follows without question.
"I never thought I'd have the opportunity to resort to this plan," Dr. Wersaw explains as the two men navigate the narrow, dark tunnels, "but now I finally have a chance."
A few minutes later, the two men arrive at a large room filled with small graves. "I made this room to bury all the TGF kids I... eliminated, so to speak," Dr. Wersaw snickers.
"Why are they here?" the assistant questions, furrowing his brow.
"Just watch." With that, Dr. Wersaw pulls out a can and begins sprinkling some dust onto each and every individual grave. The assistant doesn't even bother to ask what the dust will do; he'll know in a few moments.
And, a few moments later, the ground begins to rumble slightly, and the sounds of groaning, moaning, and *insert word ending in -oaning here*... sound. Hands begin sprouting from the ground as pale, practically brainless bodies slowly climb to a standing position.
The assistant looks at Dr. Wersaw in confusion. "Zombies?"
"I know, it's kinda cliche, but I don't think anybody's ever tried using them. Sucks that they're all brain-dead. Imagine what I could do with them if they still had their intelligence," Dr. Wersaw chuckles.
The assistant doesn't reply. He simply keeps his hands on his clipboard and gives a heartless smile to Wersaw.
After a majority of the zombies have figured out a way to stand, Dr. Wersaw pulls out a hypnosis ring and flashes it at them. "You are now under my control. You all will obey my every command. Now follow me, please," he tells the zombified kids.
"Zombies as servants? Good luck with that," the assistant chuckles.
"I won't need it. As I said, they're brain-dead. They won't know anything other than what I tell them," Dr. Wersaw laughs. With that, the two of them file out of the underground cave, the zombies slowly trailing behind them.
eh? (aka it's not "eh" as in it's not that great, but eh as in confused. idk)
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The Smartest Kids Alive (IN NEED OF REVISING)
AdventureEver since Dr. Herman Wersaw, former head of The Genius Files before going rogue on the entire program, was kicked off the Golden Gate Bridge, he was believed to be dead. But now he's back and wants nothing but revenge on not just those who wronged...
