Bad Luck | By : SicksickMan Category: +S through Z > Totally Spies! Views: 24471 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Wonderful. Alex." Clover spat at the tanned girl beside her. "You're just bungling caused us to get caught AGAIN. Sometimes I wonder if you're in cahoots with the baddies."
"Now, Clover. Stop your whining. It's not like Alex gets us caught every time." Sam interrupted. "Now keep quiet for a second while I get us out of here with this blowtorch lipstick.”
“Ummm…Sam, that’s not the blowtorch. That’s my lipstick…sorry” Clover said as her face turned red from embarrassment.
“And I bet you’re ahooahoots with the enemy” Alex jokingly said as she searched her pockets.
“What are you looking for?” The two girls asked in unison before they looked at each other and burst into laughter because they find the whole talking-in-unison bit funny.
“I’ve a lipstick blowtorch here somewhere” Alex replied as she continued to search her clothes.
This lasted for 2 more minutes before she found what she was looking for. Alex wasted no time and started to cut the iron bars of their steel cage prison. It took them another 2 minutes before they got out. They sneaked past several goons and were making decent progress towards the exit when suddenly a muscle bound man blocked their path. The spies looked at each other before they launched a coordinated triple flying kick at the goon. He just swatted them away, like they were nothing. The spies flew in different directions. Sam hit the wall hard, sending her unconscious. Alex cracked a rib as a result of the blow. Clover was lucky enough to land on a potted plant. Sure it hurt but it was not nearly enough to take the fight away from her. She stood up and took on a fighting stance.
“Ooohh… the little girl thinks she can take me on. Well c’mon girlie, show me what you got” He muttered.
“What did you say?”
“I’ve said…” the goon muttered before he noticed Clover aiming a well placed kick to his groin. “No freaking way girl” he said as he caught her leg. He lifted her by thg ang and dangled her up and down while clover tried to hit him with her fists all to no avail. He did not even flinch when she hits with an occasional blow every now and then. “Now, be still” he muttered as he punched her gut. She blacked out immediately.
Several minutes later, the three spies woke up in separate detention cells. Alex laid on her side with her ribs hurting like hell. Sam lay unconscious although she was already starting to regain her senses. Clover awoke with the face of the muscle bound man hovering over her.
“Hey little girlie. You maybe feisty but you’ll never beat me” he muttered as he smiled at her. His tanned rugged face was not that of an average goon. He was at least a level above ‘ugly’ but he was still not that pleasing to the eye.
“Do you always talk like this?” Clover asked as she crawled on her back, moving away from the man.
He just stayed there and smiled. “Of course, I’ve this problem about muttering. But enough about me, how come you girls are spies? You look awfully young and weak to be spies.”
“Tell that to the baddies we defeated” Clover shot at him as she tried once more to kick him in the face.
“Hah!” he muttered as he just blocked it with the same as before. “I told you, I’m unbeatable. I always have and always will be. Now be still and answer my question.”
“I guess you’re the boss, huh?” Clover quipped as she sat down in exasperation. There was no way she or her friends can beat this guy with out weapons.
“No. I’m not the boss.” He answered. “But answer my question, now!”
“Okay, like, I would not know why Jerry chose us to be spies in the first place. Maybe because we are cute” She jokingly said as she smiled widely hoping her feminine wiles would distract the man so that she can kick or knee his balls.
“No doubt. That you are” the muttering man said as he approached her and pulled her up.
He studied her sexy form and looked at her pretty face. He smiled as he find her really good-looking. He cupped her face as he attempted to kiss her when suddenly he suddenly noticed Clover moving her knee towards his groin. He quickly shoved her to the floor before she even connected. The knee missed his balls by mere inches. God, he was quick.
He angrily raised his leg to stomp the girl into the ground but soon regained control of his anger, as he pitied the cowering girl quaking in fear. He left the room.
“Next time you won’t be so lucky” He muttered as he slammed the door shut.
Clover tried to reach the door before it slams shut but it was too late. The door slammed at her face. She sank to her knees and cried in frustration.
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