We thought if we could handle a Spyder
invasion, we could handle anything. We've defeated everything…but ourselves.
*Somewhere on the Space Station…*
"Ris! Ris! S'ti ydaer!" a Grundo cried out. He still spoke the Grundo's old
language.
"Quiet, you! Speak Neopian, for once!" a voice shouted.
"Um, it's ready, sir. The project," the Grundo whined.
"Good. Muahahahahahaha…HAHAHAHAHAAA!" The voice laughed maniacally. The shadows
stirred and out of the darkness stepped Dr. Sloth.
"RoboClone Project #8... I assume you had it right this time?" Dr. Sloth questioned.
"Yes, sir. Would you like to see their disguises?" the Grundo asked.
"I would indeed. They had better be good disguises, or I'll be having Grundo
Stix for dinner tonight…" the Grundo gulped, and lead him to the Cloning Chamber.
"Just wait, sir. You just wait!"
Soon, one glass chamber filled with smoke cracked. It cracked a bit more,
and then the glass shattered. Then the other four followed, and when the smoke
cleared, five familiar figures appeared.
"WHAT?!" Dr. Sloth boomed. "I ASK FOR GOOD DISGUISES, AND YOU GIVE ME THIS
GROUP OF SCUM?! THIS IS THE END OF YOU, SLAVE, THE--" Dr. Sloth didn't finish
his sentence.
A Faerie Nimmo walked forward and picked him up by the collar, pinning him
against a wall. "Gaak… glgmph… ark…" he stammered. The Nimmo dropped him. The
Grundo began an explanation. "Meet the Noodles. They are a famous band in Neopia.
They are known by everyone, trusted by everyone, have VIP access to anywhere,
and…we altered the disguise DNA so the RoboClones would have super strength.
The girl is a Neopian Knight, as well." Dr. Sloth smiled an evil grin. "Perfect.
Beam them down immediately."
Bhubuh looked over at his brother in the sandbox. "Hey, Firey_Sac, could you
grab me a NeoCola?"
"Sure thing!" Firey_Sac replied. He got up out of the sandbox and ran into
the house. A few seconds later, there was a rustle in the bushes. "Huh?" Bhuhbuh
said. The rustle stopped. "Hmm… I guess it was just my imagination," Bhuhbuh
whispered. The rustling started again, and a Wocky stepped out of the bush.
"Firey_Sac? Didn't you just go to get me a--AAAGH!" The Fire Wocky punched Bhuhbuh
hard, sending him flying into the air. "Whoaaaaaaaaah!" he cried out.
"Hmph," the strange Wocky said, marching out of the yard.
"Stop RIGHT THERE!" a Chia policeman shouted. "I order you to STOP!" A Gold
Shoyru, a Faerie Nimmo, and a Desert Pteri were robbing the Neopian Bank. The
Nimmo ran over to him and picked him up, then chucked the Chia into the Bank
wall. "Hey! You're KN! Can I have your autograph?" a young Meerca asked hopefully,
pulling out a pen and some paper. The Shoyru walked over and grabbed the pen.
"Yeah, right." they said, crushing the pen and throwing it into the sewer. The
Shoyru slapped the Meerca back 10 feet, stunning him.
"Ugh…" he grumbled.
*A couple hours later…*
"Hey, KN! Didja see this headline? It's fresh off the press!" I handed KoochieNoobus
the newspaper. It read: "NOODLES ON CRIME SPREE! MUSICIANS GONE CRIMINALS."
She looked at me, surprised. "Is this… a joke?" she whispered.
"No. I couldn't believe it either. And look on the next page!"
She flipped the page and it read: "NEOPIAN KNIGHT AIDING CRIMINAL PETS! SOON
TO BE DISMISSED FROM ARMY."
Below it, there was a picture of me. There was something different, though.
The eyes… they were glowing a light shade of red! "These aren't us!" I cried
out. KN looked up. I stepped back slowly and ran. Her eyes… they had started
glowing.
"So you see, there are these pets running around posing as us, and doing awful
things!" I whispered to my real pets. "I think they're clones because there
is one of me, too." We were all armed with household items. Lamps, chair legs,
kitchen utensils, all sorts of things! "Is everyone ready?" I whispered. All
four pets nodded. "Then let's GO!" I shouted. We leaped around the corner to
face the enemy, our hearts pounding.
"They're… gone!" Number Nimmo said.
"OOMPH!" Firey_Sac exclaimed. He tumbled across the room with another Wocky
on him.
"Get OFF, fiend!" he shouted.
Firey_Sac whacked the other Wocky with a steel rod. It went soaring across
the room… sort of. There was still some of it there! I looked at the Wocky that
was on Firey_Sac, and there were wires sticking out of the top, with sparks
flying everywhere.
"Robots!" KN said. Four others jumped down off our ceiling. While my pets
fought our attackers, figure stepped up in front of me. "You look just like
me… I'm afraid I can't allow that." They slashed at me with a Neopian Knight's
sword, and I hopped back, pulling out mine.
"You! You're me!"
"No, I'M me!"
"But how is that possible?"
"How can you be me?"
"No, you're me!"
"This is confusing!"
"No, YOU'RE confusing!"
The argument went on forever while we swung at each other. I finally got a
clear shot and smacked the other me in half. It clanked on the floor and did
the same thing as the robotic Wocky. "Warning! Warning! Malfunction! Krrzt!
Abblaboofafum! Eerrrrgg!" The robot me exploded. At the same time, the other
three robots exploded.
*Back in the Space Station…*
"I t'nac od ti, ris! I tsuj t'nac!" a Grundo shouted. "WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU
ABOUT THAT BLASTED LANGUAGE?!" Dr. Sloth boomed.
"Sorry sir, I can't control the RoboClones anymore! I'm not getting a signal!
I must have hit a wrong button or something…" He looked down at the controller
and read the button label. It said: "SELF DESTRUCT. DO NOT PUSH." The Grundo
began to sweat.
"Oops…"
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