Ch.33 That's Doctor to You!

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The gif above is Jeremiah in this chapter.

Enjoy!

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Neptaly chuckled as he watched Julia scream in horror.

"Good work on the virtual reality BOB." He turned to smile at BOB who was next to him hooked up to a bunch of wires. The robot's eyes were glowing a strange green and the overly happy smile on his face looked faker than usual.

"Thanks!" said BOB, grinning. "Virtual reality is so fun."

Just then, he hit a button that made it start raining zucchini juice on a little litter of tiny kittens. "Woohoo!" BOB said in a mechanical voice. "I love this so much."

Just then, Neptaly's phone began going off.

"aNd PeGgY!" it screeched in Neptaly's voice.

"I'll pick it up." mumbled Neptaly, getting up to go answer it.

"Yeah?" he said.

"We just received a message from our guards!! GLITTER agents found in the outskirts of the forest!!" Hillary said in a rushed-sounding voice. She seemed to be multitasking, from the fact that she was yelling orders to the other members while on the phone with Neptaly.

"Okay...?"

"None of them are answering their walkie-talkies anymore! We can't get a message over! Adjowa and I are being dispatched to investigate!"

"I'm coming!" he exclaimed.

"Okay! Hurry up!"

"Got it."

"Don't you want to stay for all the fun?" said BOB, but by the time he finished the sentence, Neptaly was out the door.

"Aww." BOB deflated, if an AI robot could deflate, but got back to work.

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Huh, thought Jeremiah, absentmindedly twirling the keys he had in his hands.

Weird how these keys won't open any doors.

He smirked to himself, pulling his handy lock picker out of the pocket of his (stolen) lab coat. Good thing I always carry this with me. Now, let's see about opening that door I saw earlier.

Jeremiah looked through the small window in the door to make sure the coast was clear before entering the hallway and softly closed the door behind him. He then started to walk back towards where he saw that suspicious door from earlier.

When he got to the door, he tried using the keys, after a few trial and error guesses, to unlock the door.

He sighed in annoyance at another failed attempt and just pulled out his lock picker to get the job done.

Once inside, Jeremiah surveyed his new surroundings. He seemed to be in some sort of big storage room. He frowned at the lack of weapons or secret gadgets.

Well, this is disappointing.

He walked forward, his steps echoed in the big room as he walked along the dusty tiles.

He approached an old file cabinet and squinted to read the small print.

History of SSEO Industries

Memories of Founder Joy Thomas

The Book of Marcus Quips ("I love laughing at other people's pain.")

Pumpkin Spice Latte Recipes

World Domination Attempts

Bingo! He pulled the drawer open to find it completely empty except for a small note.

He took it out and read the message.

"Please say password for admittance."

"Huh?"

Then a small robot arm came out of nowhere, probably from the file cabinet, and held out an old microphone.

Okay then.

"Ehem, aNd PeGGy!" he exclaimed in his best imitation of Neptaly's voice.

The microphone was retracted and Jeremiah heard a ding.

"Um... Is that i— AHHHHHHH!"

The floor tile beneath his feet fell away and Jeremiah fell straight through the floor, dropping the keys on the file cabinet.

Jeremiah found himself in a bright corridor with white tiles on the floor and walls, and the annoying scent of Clorox wipes in the air. And there was some other smell, too...Was that asparagus?!

He heard a little mew that could have only belonged to a tiny kitten, followed by a splash.

Huh?

He speed-walked down the hall towards the opening at the end of the disgustingly clean tunnel. Soon, he could make out a nasally and whiny voice over the intercom reading some horribly monotonous and boring text

"...from whom I have derived the materials of this history; and I am still convinced that the apparent ostentation would be more than compensated by real use..." droned the voice horrifically.

Ugh. thought Jeremiah.

"...and that— LOOK WHO WE HAVE HERE!" suddenly exclaimed the announcer, sounding alarmingly enthusiastic about Jeremiah's appearance.

Jeremiah whirled around in a circle, looking for the source of the voice.

"It's Professor Jeremiah!" it said in a mocking tone.

"My degree is from Harvard!!" yelled Jeremiah, brandishing his fraudulent degree papers angrily.

"I believe that reads 'Anne Arundel Community College'?" corrected the announcer annoyingly.

Excuse me?!

"I, uh, don't know what you are talking about!" said Jeremiah flimsily, marching away angrily towards the mysterious room, but suddenly his path was blocked as a metal wall slid into place in front of him.

"Jeremiah, my friend, not that way. We can't have you causing any more trouble, can we?" it said in a fake, cheery tone.

"What's in there?" he asked defiantly.

"The unicorn," it said in distaste, "How about this way instead?"

To Jeremiah's right, a pathway opened up. He didn't want to let Starbucks lead him on, but he supposed that he had no other way to go. He couldn't just sit around on his behind when his friends needed help.

So he walked through the only open door on the right of him, but as soon as he was on the other side, the door slammed shut behind him.

Jeremiah frowned, turning around to the door.

What's going on?

"Hello? Is someone there?" He called out and waited but the only response he got was his voice echoing, bouncing off the walls of the large room back to him. He squinted around him, but there was no light in the room and he couldn't see. "Is anyone there?"

Still, no response.

Jeremiah was starting to get anxious and angrily shouted, "Someone let me out of here!!"

He banged his fists on the closed door behind him.

The Starbucks announcer chuckled maniacally from their secret hideout watching multiple cameras stationed around the SSEO. Looking around them, they finally focused on two, one with Julia and the other with Jeremiah. Her targets. There were at least seven more that were completely empty.

Each one was branded with the names of the top GLITTER agents.

The mysterious figure smiled.

Empty for now.

"Well, that's two down, seven more to go."

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Hope you enjoyed that chapter! Next chapter we get to reunite with some old friends. : )

Bye for now 👋

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