Dexter's Mom and her Dark Knight | By : jdadragon Category: +1 through F > Dexter's Laboratory Views: 6286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Dexter, his dad, and Dee-Dee had all just gotten to their seats at the table when Dexter's mother had called them in for dinner. They were waiting patiently for mom to bring in the tacos she had prepared for them as they could smell the delicious aroma throughout the house.
"Honey!" Dexter's father called out to her with a smile. "Please don't keep us waiting much longer! The intoxicating odor of your cooking is making our stomachs growl!" "Just a minute deer!" she called back. Dexter's mother sighed to herself as she could hear her two children arguing over something new. She stared at the reflection in the window as she washed her gloved hands. She sighed to herself as she reminisced about her early years. "Where did the time go?" she thought. "I am grateful for finding a family, but I wish I had some time to get some excitement out of life. Look at me, I'm just past my best years and I haven't explored as much of the world as I wanted to do. Instead, I've been a stay at home mother, cooking cleaning, and running errands. It's the same old routine every day…" Just then she heard the front door and back door burst open. She turned to see many scary men in black uniforms flood into the house. They began to crash in through the windows as well. In the dining room she could hear her family panic. She began to fight them off the men as they approached her and desperately tried to push her way to her family, but there were too many men. She was pinned down by four of them even though she struggled with all of her might. "Don't move!" one of the men told her as he held a strange looking gun that seemed as if it were taken out of a Frank R. Paul picture aimed at her face. Immediately Dexter's mom stopped struggling as she could feel the heat emitting from the weapon. She saw in the next room that her husband had also been pinned to the ground with a panicked expression. However her two children were trying to fight them off with their own odd weapons that stunned the men they shot. Dexter's mother was wondering where on earth they got such weapons. It wasn't long until Dee-Dee and Dexter were overwhelmed as well. "What is it that you want?" Dexter's mom asked them with great confusion. "Don't worry your pretty little head missy," another one of the men assured her. "It's none of your concern." To the mother's surprise, a huge, muscular, black man with a rugged beard and a tattoo on his shoulder burst through the kitchen window. "I thought I'd crash the party!" he shouted as he knocked over two of the men coming in. "Action Hank!" Dexter's mother exclaimed, for even she knew of the African American man of danger. Immediately, Hank began to bash in all of the men who stood in his way as he made his way to Dexter's mother's aide. He knocked out the guys who held her down and then offered her a hand up. "Are you alright?" Hank asked as he helped the red headed woman up. "Why… yes, I'm fine, but why are you-" "Excuse me beautiful," Hank interrupted, staring deep into her eyes with a gentle touch with his finger to the bottom of her chin before he began to wail on more oncoming bad guys. Dexter's mom was surprised at that last gesture and rubbed her chin. "Beautiful…" Indeed Action Hank was quite strong and formidable against an onslaught of enemies, but he was still having a hard time fighting off all of these goons by himself. Dexter's mom noticed his dire situation and began fighting along his side. Hank was a bit surprised at this, but was glad to have the assistance as they made their way to the dining room. Soon, Action Hank, Dexter, and the whole family were safely standing in the middle of many knocked out goons surrounded by debris. "Honey!" Dexter's father rushed over and embraced his wife. "Are you alright?" "I'm fine dear," she assured him. "How are the kids?" "We're fine mother," Dexter said as he put away his gun. He looked to his right in surprise. "Action Hank!" "What's up little man?" he replied with a pat on the ecstatic boy's head. "You know him Dexter?" mom exclaimed. "We ran into each other in the past," Hank explained. He smiled as he turned back to Dexter. "That was some good butt-kicking." "Yeah! We kicked butt!" Dee-Dee happily exclaimed. "That's enough Dee-Dee!" Dexter's mom told her. "What was this entire ruckus about?" "Well…" Action Hank was about to explain when there suddenly flashed bright lights from all of the windows. "Not bad Dexter!" a strange voice shouted on a load speaker from outside. "And not bad as well, Action Hank. I would not have guessed that you were associated. Nevertheless, I will have that invention of yours no matter what!" Just as that voice finished, some large robots came into the house through the already broken doors and windows. Dexter and Hank got out large laser guns to shoot them with. They took down a few of the robots, but the lasers stopped working up to a certain point. "These robots are adapting to lasers?" Dexter exclaimed. "They're doing it again…" Hank groaned. "Better get your family down into your lab Dexter!" "Sure thing Hank!" Dexter shouted as he pressed a button on his watch. A large door opened out of the wall. Dexter's parents were both surprised at this. Dexter began running through it. "Follow me everyone! This door will close in a few seconds!" Dee-Dee and Dexter's father were able to get through the door, but Dexter's mother was blocked by a few robots. "Honey!" the father called out to her as the door closed. Luckily Hank came to her aid, punched the robots, lifted her up, and escaped through one of the windows. They noticed the huge flying ship right above the house with bright lights shining down from it. The ship began emitting a glowing purple force field around the house, preventing the two of them from reentering and from anyone else escaping. "What do we do?" Dexter's mom asked with a worried expression as Hank held her in his arms. "We need to get out of here for now!" Hank declared as small flying robots flew down after them. Hank ran to his Harley, placed Dexter's mom down onto the seat behind him, and began to ride off. "Please Mr. Hank!" Dexter's mother pleaded as she held onto him tightly. "Turn back around, my family needs me!" "Don't worry!" Hank assured her over the roar of the motorcycle. "Dexter's laboratory is heavily secure. Your family will be secure! We need to hide for now before the enemy can get a hold of us again and get some supplies!" "Alright…" Dexter's mother said. "Where are we going?" "We're going to a motel," Hank told her. "We'll have to use aliases for now. And we'll have to say we're married in order to avoid suspicion." "Okay," Dexter's mother agreed. She was truly frightened by the entire situation, yet on some level she felt more alive than she had been in years. "This is a nice place," Dexter's mother complimented as they entered their motel room. She looked at the bed and began to feel nervous. "Couldn't you have gotten us a room with two beds?" "We're trying to avoid suspicion," Hank told her. "If we're pretending to be a married couple, we must make it believable. But don't worry; you can have the bed if you want. I'll find somewhere else to sleep. I don't need much comfort." "Oh…" Dexter's mother was taken away by his sincerity. "Well, you don't have to…" "Hey Dexter!" Hank shouted into his communicator watch. "Are you there?" "I'm reading you Hank," Dexter appeared on the tiny screen of the watch. "Could you tell me what's going on?" "I can't tell you much, cause the enemy is most likely tracing this signal," Hank began to tell him. "But I can let you know this, you've been targeted by this secret group called Shadow Ghost. They've been abducting the most intelligent people in the world, including your friend Man-dark." "He's not my friend!" Dexter angrily insisted. "Whatever," Hank sighed. "Listen, I don't know what they're trying to build, but it's really bad. They will stop at nothing to complete it, and they need you." "Well, they are persistent," Dexter agreed. "They cut off the main power to my lab. I'm already on the backup power supply. It won't last long." "You have to keep yourself safe in your laboratory for the night," Hank told him. "I will try to figure out a plan. Do you understand?" "I understand Hank."While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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