Steelbeak approached Mark's cell before turning to Ellie who he ordered to follow. "God Bot's 054's shift just ended so I'm going to need you to guard the cell for the next few hours. Got it?!" He spat.
Ellie, still emotionless, nodded.
"Good. When I come retrieve you tonight you head directly to Miss Glamour's mansion to kidnap the kid."
Ellie nodded again.
He smirked before turning to leave to do whatever evil dictators do. Another God Bot was scheduled to take over the shift, but Steelbeak stationed it somewhere else so Ellie could be there. That would surely fuck with Mark's head before Steelbeak moved on to more physical torture later on.
Turning to face front, Ellie stood tall with her hands folded neatly in front of her, preparing to guard for the next few hours. She ignored Mark completely who, at the moment, was staring at her, dumbfounded.
"Heyyyyyyy it's fake Ellie again?! Girl, you still mute or something?!" Mark got up long enough to sit back down in front of the cell bars.
No response. "'Kay I guess so..."
"Hey did you manage to pick up my phone? You know, after you wouldn't let me grab it?! You probably have it for evidence or something. Could I have that back?"
"... so is there a cafeteria here or something? Let me out. I want Spaghetti O's!"
"... or maybe a sandwich..."
"Hey!" Mark reached his arm out the bars to poke Ellie. "Do you have Spaghetti O's or not?!"
Mark banged his head against the bars "UGHHHHHH! I'm not used to being ignored! Everyone adores me! This is so lame!" He was too stupid to remember that literally everyone hated him back at the mansion except Ellie who dealt with his stupid ass but whatever. His ego was too high.
Being next to Mark, Ellie's subconscious began a sad attempt at fighting the reprogramming. She twitched, managing a quick, yet fearful, glance at Mark before going back to guarding emotionlessly. If Steelbeak saw that "rebellious" move she just did, she'd be dead immediately.
Mark was too stupid to even notice Ellie's attempt on getting him to notice her. "Okay yeah so anyways I'm still hungry and It's like your job or whatever to watch after me here so go get me something! Make sure it hits at least one important food group! Oh and could you come back in less than 22 minutes? Thanksssssss!"
"... um hello?! Are you just going to stand here?! Ugh!"
"If you had a Twitter account I would have you reported and blocked by now."
"...Do you like, not know how to make Spaghetti O's or something?! God, even Boyd knows how to do that!"
Boyd! Boyd was her next target and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. Mark had to realize she was still in there if she had any chance of stopping her reprogramming and getting their son out of danger. Ellie's system flipped the hell out for a few seconds and she turned, falling on her knees in front of him. She desperately clung onto his hands through the bars. "Mark, you need to help me." She whimpered. "I'm still here! I-" She twitched again before standing back up to continue staring blankly ahead in front of the cell.
"Ellie! You don't need help making Spaghetti O's! It's super easy! Jeez..."
This man was a lost cause.
He paused for a moment. "Hey... That was the first time you spoke, fake-Ellie! Woah what's up with that?! Can you say something else?"
"Hello?"
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Ducktales: Journey To Agartha - Act 2
AdventureWhen Duckburg falls under an tyrannical dictatorship, the worst "heroes" imaginable are forced to the task of placing everything back in order. (Illustrated fanfiction!)
