Good Villians never rest!
A certain hero has been reading the special dictionary from 'fluffy wars' *snicker* but here's more Cool-Conniving antics, while the masters play.....
The giant robot stopped shaking and delivered a very indignant and still tied up Heroderic to the city square. Rolling his eyes Kid Conniving revised his plans to a night in the evil laboratory basement. The evil lair would undoubtedly be a riot of shouts, slaps, screams and halleluiahs. Heroderic looked riled enough for total mayhem and Pim did like a bit of chaos come the weekend.
Watching he saw Heroderic get released, then posture dramatically about how he’d be showing that evil genius who was boss, while carefully covering his groin region for obvious reasons. Conniving turned to slither off in his best sinister stalk but found Kid Cool leaning negligently against the door to the evil basement, all spruce and shiny muscular goodness. His spandex was slowly unravelling in certain places and Kid Conniving did so like those mini bots right now!
Kid Conniving smiled happily, it was a sweet innocent smile full of suggestion, Kid Cool knew him too well to be fooled.
‘Lets negotiate Conniving’
Kid Conniving gave a hard done by sigh and unlocked the door, using the special key, the secret code then the optical scanner. The scanner was set in a cat flap and Kid Conniving added a bum wiggle before standing. Kid Cool made an approving sound.
‘So. Come into my parlour, said the Villain to the Hero!’
‘Isn’t that were the fly got eaten up?’
‘Eaten up, eaten out; one of the two!’
Cool walked faster, backing Conniving in through the door and against the wall ‘Sounds good to me’
‘Aren’t you afraid I’m luring you in here to have my wicked way with you?’
‘We can negotiate!’
‘Good’ Kid Conniving held aloft two foil packets ‘Strawberry or Melon flavour?’
There was some fuss over the weekend over missing heroes but Heroderic reappeared late Monday in a very good mood, sporting interesting bruises, there’d been no giant robot activity in his absence. Kid Cool shuffled in looking exhausted, muttering about a very fruit-full weekend.
At the evil lair Master Pim munched a cookie ‘You’re on your way to true evil Kid, now try the Peanut butter ones, they're yummy.’ Together the villains practiced their evil laughs.
The giant robot stopped shaking and delivered a very indignant and still tied up Heroderic to the city square. Rolling his eyes Kid Conniving revised his plans to a night in the evil laboratory basement. The evil lair would undoubtedly be a riot of shouts, slaps, screams and halleluiahs. Heroderic looked riled enough for total mayhem and Pim did like a bit of chaos come the weekend.
Watching he saw Heroderic get released, then posture dramatically about how he’d be showing that evil genius who was boss, while carefully covering his groin region for obvious reasons. Conniving turned to slither off in his best sinister stalk but found Kid Cool leaning negligently against the door to the evil basement, all spruce and shiny muscular goodness. His spandex was slowly unravelling in certain places and Kid Conniving did so like those mini bots right now!
Kid Conniving smiled happily, it was a sweet innocent smile full of suggestion, Kid Cool knew him too well to be fooled.
‘Lets negotiate Conniving’
Kid Conniving gave a hard done by sigh and unlocked the door, using the special key, the secret code then the optical scanner. The scanner was set in a cat flap and Kid Conniving added a bum wiggle before standing. Kid Cool made an approving sound.
‘So. Come into my parlour, said the Villain to the Hero!’
‘Isn’t that were the fly got eaten up?’
‘Eaten up, eaten out; one of the two!’
Cool walked faster, backing Conniving in through the door and against the wall ‘Sounds good to me’
‘Aren’t you afraid I’m luring you in here to have my wicked way with you?’
‘We can negotiate!’
‘Good’ Kid Conniving held aloft two foil packets ‘Strawberry or Melon flavour?’
There was some fuss over the weekend over missing heroes but Heroderic reappeared late Monday in a very good mood, sporting interesting bruises, there’d been no giant robot activity in his absence. Kid Cool shuffled in looking exhausted, muttering about a very fruit-full weekend.
At the evil lair Master Pim munched a cookie ‘You’re on your way to true evil Kid, now try the Peanut butter ones, they're yummy.’ Together the villains practiced their evil laughs.