The 3D's and the Captains- Part 2

Okay, so I haven't been feeling well for two days, and I got out of my night class early- meaning that I actually have time to make myself something to eat- and what do I do? I have a caramel sundae. Yay me.
The upshot of this is, you people don't get to read me rambling on about my day. I have melting ice cream waiting for me, and my fingers are sticky. Here's another installment of our favourite super heroes for you. Enjoy!

The Adventures of the 3D's and the Captains
Edition 1, Part 2

Meanwhile, at the Electric Head’s Super Top Secret Crime Base, Super Damsel had successfully seduced the guards, and Hugh and she were now secretly secreted in a secret compartment in a secret room of the secret base. In short, they were lost in a maze of air vents.
“I thought you knew the floor plan of this place?” Lauren complained to Captain-Mastermind-Who-Organizes-Everything’s butt.
“I DO know the floor plan of the Super Top Secret Crime Base, unfortunately, we thought it would be more stealthy if we crawled in the vents, and I DON’T know this floor plan!!!” Hugh replied angrily. He hated not being able to do anything, and getting lost in vents was certainly not doing anything. Both of them kept crawling, forgetting completely about their mission amd hoping to find a way out.

Inside the power plant, Super Diva and Super Duchess were wheezing and puffing.
“I can’t believe how much that fighting took out of me!” Super Diva complained.
“Fighting? What are you talking about? I can’t believe how much those feathers are suffocating me! Can you please get your arm out of my face?” Super Duchess whined.
“Oh, sorry.” Super Diva grovelled. “Now what? I guess we have to figure what wires to cut, huh?”
“That’s what Hugh said. Let’s go find those wires.”
Super Diva and Super Duchess began ‘mission impossibil-ing’ down the halls, humming the theme song music, which is probably why it was so easy for the Head’s robot-army to find them.
Super Duchess was the first to notice their robotic company.
“Uh – Cass?” Super Duchess managed to squeak out in fear, not lifting her eyes off of the robots.
Unfortunately, because she was humming too loud, Super Diva failed to hear the warning.
Super Duchess army-rolled between the legs of a robot, just in time to watch a robotic arm wrap around the chicken-clad superhero. “Why didn’t you warn me!?” Super Diva screamed.
“YOU WERE HUMMING TOO LOUD!” Super Duchess cried back.
“Dammit – I gotta learn to lay up on the theme song humming,” Super Diva reprimanded herself, as the robot carried her away. “Well this really sucks. Hey robot, wanna hear about my boyfriend Joooohhhn?”
Immediatley, the robot dropped Super Diva from its clutches, its switchboard circuits frizzing while it monotonely repeated “BOREDOM OVERLOAD, BOREDOM OVERLOAD…”
Super Diva stepped into her crime fighting photo shoot crime fighting pose. “Done and done.” she muttered.
Just then, Super Duchess heard the crime fighting Barbie powerwheels' familiar horn sound – the repeated playing of ‘Home, Home on the Range’. Hugh came running into the building, trying his best to dodge broken bodies and bloody brains. Suddenly, a not quite dead henchmen awoke, throwing a punch in Hugh’s direction. From inside, Super Duchess could hear Captain-Mastermind-Who-Organizes-Everything’s familiar feminine scream.
“Wh-what is it? Hugh – oh my gosh, am I too late?”
Hugh was doubled over on the ground, clutching his hand.
“Hugh – are you dead? What can I do?”
“I-I…”
“Yes…yes…oh God, Hugh, what?”
“I broke a nail!” Hugh began his usual realm of hysterical sobbing. Bethany A scooped him up and carried him piggy back into the plant.
Running through the halls with Captain-Mastermind-Who-Organizes-Everything on her back, Bethany A was just about ready to give up her crime fighting sprint and resort to her crime fighting power walk, when suddenly Super Diva emmerged from a hallway, relieving her of Hugh.
“Here, take this…” Bethany A heaved Hugh into Super Diva’s arms. “I’m gonna go look for the wires.”
“Too late! I cut them already!” Super Diva cried cheerily. She dangled four pink wires in Super Duchess’ face. “Pink? Pink wires, that’s so un-Electric Head like.” Super Duchess remarked. Suddenly, Hugh came to, even though Super Diva was hauling him like a sack of potatoes.
“Those aren’t the energy wires! Those are the ignition wires to the Barbie power wheels!”
“Uh- look at the ducks!” Super Diva said hastily, and left in a pouf of feathers before she could get yelled at.
Almost fully recovered, Hugh managed to stand on his own two feet, though he carried his injured hand before him. Scanning the hallway they were in, hugh motioned to Bethany A which direction they should go in, and they continued down the hall.
“I sure hope Lauren managed to find the Head’s secret command base inside the secret crime base, and detain him somehow from retaliating against our stealing his stolen energy.” Hugh said, and Super Duchess chewed her lip worriedly. Think of the ducks, Laur…she thought, listen to the quacking…
Unfortunately, her thoughts were interrupted by Hugh’s piercing crime fighting excited voice.
“I found them!!” He exclaimed, and pointed to a group of silver wires high above his head.
Figuring out a way to reach the wires, Super Duchess took the crime fighting wire cutters from him and climbed up his back, straining to reach the silver wires.
“Couldn’t you just- Beth- hey, Super Duch-B- Couldn’t you- wouldn’t it be better if you-” Hugh stuttered and tried to say, as Super Duchess’ crime fighting boots landed heavily on his shoulders and smushed into his face.
The wires split with a great illegal-crime-wires-being-cut click-sound, and Super Duchess climbed down from her perch.
Red in the face, Hugh asked her, “Couldn’t you have just FLOWN up there?”
Bethany A lowered her head, embarrassed. “Didn’t think of that...hey! Look at the ducks!!”
Back at the Super Top Secret Crime Base, Super Damsel had just found the Electric Head’s secret base of operations room. She faced him with her Super crime fighting picture pose, and began the familiar to-intimidate-the-enemy-speech, “Evil Villain, have fear! Super Damsel is-”
But she never had time to finish, because suddenly a powerful telepathic-suspended-energy-hurt-you-and-keep-you-immobilized-but-lets-you-listen-to-maniacle-crazy-super-villain-speech beam hit her and raised her high above the floor, and she managed to squeak in fear (Super Damsel is slightly afraid of heights), as she listened to the Electric Head’s lecture.
“You have cut my power supply, but I have much stored up to draw upon, and killing you will take up very little of my power; I will be able to fry you,”
Behind the Head, Super Damsel saw a strange figure dressed in bright red pyjama pants, a loose-fittng white t-shirt with a tight,black, lady’s sports bra over top, and a kitchen sieve on his head, run into the room.
It was Jeff, coming to save the great super hero who had saved him so many times. He ran behind the Electric Head with no fear, thinking ‘I’ll show them all! They’ll see what kind of a super hero I am!!!’
And the Electric Head ignorantly continued his speech. “and take over the world-”
And then suddenly Jeff screamed as he tripped over a giant cord and the Electric Head’s plug came popping out of his giant crime electricity socket in the wall. His speech wound down, his eyes dulled as the lightbulbs behind them went out, and Super Damsel was dropped to the floor. She helped Jeff untangle his feet from the electricity cord, and thanked him for the rescue, promising not to tell just HOW the rescue had gone down. For now, Jeff was a hero, and that was all that mattered. Super Damsel looked down on the pathetic Electric Head. “Oh yeah, Head-y, about your speech – QUACK FUCKING QUACK – Jeff – you did it! I can’t believe you did it! I can’t believe I...I was saved...oh shit...I was saved by you? Oh well…(sigh)…let’s go.”
Super Duchess had cut the wires, and Jeff had killed the Electric Head once and for all. Their mission was practically complete (and Super Duchess was pretty damn sure that the Employee of the Month award was in the bag ). Hugh emitted his ‘Your world is mine’-summon-everybody-together-so-I-can-yell-at-you-and-maybe-watch-a-movie-but-I-haven’t-decided-yet light. He also connected everyone with his telepathic message ‘Hey guys, the wires are clipped! My face is mush, but the wires are clipped!’
Everyone met once again, at the crime fighting basement where Hugh passed around a bottle of celebration V-8 which didn’t really go over all that well. Everyone had relaxed and kicked up their heels (which incidentally caused some minor cuts and bruises, as the Captain’s were too close to the 3D’s stilleto heels) Everyone was laughing and giggling, especially after the cat was let out of the bag about Lauren having to be saved by Jeff. After the hilarity ceased, Hugh calmed them with Jeff’s iniation.
“Jeff, we tried to keep you out of the Fab Five for as long as we could, but the truth is, you’re a big pest who saved the day by ACCIDENTALLY tripping, and since you know way to much about how we operate, we have no other choice but to enter you into our presitigious crime fighting club.”
Jeff beamed heroically, though a little flushed from the walk from the car to the basement.
“Great! What do I have to do to be iniated?” he asked in anticipation
“You must go out in the middle of the street in a pink tu-tu, while mooing like a cow, and hit on a dog while balancing tea cups on your head and wearing diapers around your legs.”
“AGAIN!?!” Jeff moaned.
“Oh yes, that was last weeks Friday night, wasn’t it….alright, you must give me back the keys to the super bike.”
Reluctantly, Jeff handed over the keys, and kneeled before Captain-Mastermind-Who-Organizes-Everything - trying hard not to laugh at Hugh’s velcro shoes. Hugh took a ruler, and knighted Jeff, christening him ‘Captain Pimp-Who-Hopefully-Will-Take-Us-On-Better-Cruising-Rides-Than-Just-Doing-Circles-In-The-Parking-Lot-At-Canatara-Park-When-Someone-Needs-To-Be-Home-At-The-Other-End-Of-Town-And-Is-Willing-To-Pay-For-Gas-But-You-Still-Say-No-Because-Your-Mom-Supossidly-Checks-The-Kilometers-On-Your-Truck-But-We-Know-That’s-A-Lie’.
We just call him Captain Asshole for short.
“Hey wait! What about the rocket?” Super Diva suddenly screamed. And they realized that Kevin was still at NASA, and hadn’t been heard from.

Will Hugh survive the painful broken fingernail? Can Super Damsel endure the indignity of being rescued by *gulp* Jeff? And what is happening with Kevin??? You'll find out next time in the exciting conclusion of The Adventures of the 3D's and the Captains, Edition 1!!!