time is he transporting them?’
Karnage stepped quietly over to the boss-lady’s desk, peering over her shoulder, aiming to look over the papers. Perhaps there was something in them that could hold information for him?
“Baloo!” Rebecca suddenly called out, making Karnage jump back slightly in surprise. “Could you move those boxes that I asked you to move oh say an hour ago?!”
“Okay, okay, sheesh!” Baloo moaned, as he walked on over.
Karnage relaxed, and went back to spying over the woman’s shoulder. ‘Now,’ he thought. ‘If I can just… ‘ He didn’t get to finish his thoughts however, as something pushed into him, sending him to land on top of a chest of drawers, and which landed heavily onto his lap.
“Watch where you’re going, Becky!” Baloo said, as he piled the boxes of heavy old tools and spare engine parts onto the chest of drawers.
“Watch what?” Rebecca said, looking up at him. “I haven’t moved from where I’m sitting.”
Baloo looked annoyed at her. “You got up and bumped into me, as I was coming to put your precious boxes here.” He pointed to the chest.
Rebecca gave him an annoyed look of her own. “I haven’t moved from my desk since I first sat down. You must have just bumped into my desk or something.”
Baloo grumbled, and unloaded the last of the boxes on top of the chest.
Karnage gasped for breath, as the boxes were piled on his lap, pushing the air right out of his lungs, and crushing his legs.
‘I think…’ Karnage winced in his mind. ‘I think I might have been… too hasty… with this wish.’
“Baloo!” Rebecca called to her employee before he left.
“What?” Baloo asked.
“Before you leave, mind stacking that other box on top with the others?”
A few moments later, Baloo could be heard heaving and panting, as he tried to move whatever it was that Rebecca had for him.
“What in blue blazes have you got in here?” Baloo asked, out of breath. “Feels like you got everything but the kitchen sink in here.”
“Funny you should say that,” Rebecca said amused. “Because it is. It’s the new kitchen sink that I ordered, since you busted the last one.”
“Hey! I was trying to do the washing up. How was I to know the darn thing would fall apart?”
Rebecca snorted. “Everything you touch seems to fall apart, Baloo. Just put it on top with the others, would you?”
“Eek!” Karnage squealed.
* * * * *
The Iron Vulture; Sunset:
The Genie floated aimlessly through the air in Karnage’s quarters, idly checking his fingernails. As he watched the last rays of sunlight disappear over the horizon, a puff of smoke emitted in the middle of the room, and Don Karnage appeared. The way he looked, you’d think he had just been through a war zone.
“Everything go okay?” the Genie casually asked.
Karnage didn’t say anything, and just collapsed onto the floor, clutching his stomach as though in pain.
“I’m guessing not,” the Genie answered himself, and looked at the captain curiously. “Do you know what the really important thing is that you should remember when you wish to be invisible?” he asked, looking at the pain-ridden pirate. “Is that you are invisible!”
* * * * *
The Iron Vulture; Day Two; 0930AM:
“Okay, okay!” Karnage complained, as he paced the room. “So my first plan did not go so well… It’s all right. With every mistake, I learn, and every time I learn, I ensure that my next plan will come out all the more better.”
The Genie rolled his eyes.
“So then,” Karnage rubbed his hands together. “Since my plan to be invisible… was not so clever… The next option is simple. Instead of becoming invisible, and risking myself harmful injury, I must therefore remain visible, yet be in complete camouflage!”
The Genie looked up at his master. “Pardon?”
Karnage clapped. “In-genius is it no?! I will return to Baloo’s headquarters once more, but this time I shall go as a master of disguise! You, Genie, transport me back there, but transport me there as something that will both ensure no one will recognise me, and I will be close to Baloo at all times.”
The Genie shrugged. “Your wish, my command, master.” He cracked his knuckles. “Abracadabra and a drop of a hat! To the big no-seeing bear you shall go, just like that!”…
The same bright flash, as before, temporarily blinded the Air Pirate. As he blinked his eyes, Karnage tried to raise his hands to wipe them, but for some reason he found that he could not.
“What in the..?” Karnage said surprised. “What is happening here?” He attempted to raise his hands again, but as before he found he was unable to do so.
“What is going on?!” Karnage ordered furiously, but found that no one seemed to hear him. As he peered closer at his surroundings, he found that he was once again at Baloo’s place. He saw his former pirate-boy, the traitor Kit Cloudkicker, shifting through some papers at the desk-table, but no one else.
“Where is every… “ But before he could finish his sentence, something pink, blue, and very loud, suddenly jumped onto him.
“Danger-Woman away!” the innocent and fun-filled voice of Molly, Rebecca Cunningham’s daughter, cried out as she jumped on Karnage.
“OOF!” Karnage wheezed. “Hey! You little… OOF!” Karnage ached, as Molly bounced up and down on him. For some reason she didn’t seem to notice him, or she simply didn’t care? Karnage voted for the latter, since he doubted that he was a favourite in Baloo’s place.
“Bad guys beware!” Molly yelled excitedly. “Danger-Woman is here to save the day!”
“I… OW… “ Karnage tried to speak… “Will you… OW… Get… OW… I warn you… OW!”… but wasn’t very successful.
“Hey there, button-nose,” Baloo’s cheerful voice suddenly sounded, and Karnage could just make out the beefy grey arms of the pilot, as they reached over and picked the tiresome girl up. “How’s about Danger-Woman go outside and check to see if Wildcat needs any help?”
“Yay!” Molly cried out, followed by the quick picker pattering of her little feet exiting the building.
Karnage’s eyes rolled about in his flattened face. “Would this be some kind of new interrogation method used by my enemies?” he said, mumbling. “Having their infants leave footprints on my oh so handsome face?”
Karnage’s eyesight came back into focus, as he blinked and tried to shake his head, but could only seem to move his face slightly.
“What is wrong with…” he began, but just then a large shadow fell upon him.
“What the…?” Karnage said wondering, as he looked up… and blanched.
“No,” he whispered in horror, his pupils dilating to the enormous behemoth about to descend upon him. He started to thrust about, trying to escape, but once more found that none of his body parts were capable of movement. In fact, he couldn’t even feel any of them for some reason.
“No!” he shouted, but apparently everyone in this establishment was deaf, as no one showed any sign that they could hear him.
“MOTHER OF MERCY!” Karnage screeched, as the shadow slowly came down on him. “HAVE PITTTMMMMMMMmmmmmm!!!” His voice reduced into muffles.
“Hey, Baloo?” Kit looked at his friend who was now sitting down in his favourite chair.
“Yup?” Baloo relaxed into his chair, shuffling out the bumps in the big orange cushion that was on it. He wondered where that cushion had come from, as he couldn’t remember ever having bought an orange one before?
“Aren’t you supposed to be out delivering?” Kit asked curiously. “I remember Miss Cunningham specifically saying that she wanted you to have that cargo of water melons delivered by 1500 hours.”
Baloo shrugged. “Ahh, Becky won’t miss it if it’s a few hours late.”
Kit laughed shortly. “Since when?”
Baloo smirked. “Since she got invited to that bosses convention about an hour ago. Seems she’s gonna be there all day talking with fellow stiffs about new ideas for businesses, proposals, yadda, yadda, yadda… Ha! She’ll be lucky to get out of there by next Tuesday!”
Kit shrugged. “Yeah, but… Doesn’t Miss Cunningham like going to those sort of things?”
Baloo nodded. “Yeah, anything for her to make more money, but that isn’t the important thing, Little
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