Confrontation

> "Gee, perhaps we should have rolled up the windows before we entered
> the car wash." said White Wolf, as hot jet of air turned on from
> below to dry them out, "This is blow dry is gonna leave my fur
> awfully frizzy, don't you think?"
Cerebrum swung out the window, activated a jet pack and zoomed down to the
ground.
"What was that about?" WW asked.
"No idea, but I've got this urge to knock over a liquor store," Dean
replied.
Down on the surface, Cerebrum smashed through a window, and landed in the
middle of a lair. "Ah-ha!" he shouted, pointing his finger. "I know I'd find
you here. Did you think that I did not notice your security cameras?"
"Who the hell are you?" demanded Evil Jay.
"The names Cerebrum, Patrick Cerebrum. And I have worked out your evil plot
to infect the crew of the Blue Dwarf with the spores that eliminate morals."
"Why haven't you been infected, damnit, you've been near WW all this time,"
Evil Jay said, as he reached under his desk for a button.
"Easy. I have no morals! Therefore, I can't lose them! It is the advantage
of being a member of the Interstellar Psychiatrists Guild. Now, give
yourself up so that the Agency of Secret Security can torture you for years
and years to find out all your secrets."
"You do realize, of course, that I now have to kill you?" EJ stated, as he
pushed the button and the wall behind him opened up, revealing a dozen
hymenoptera soldiers.
"You're not the only one with minions, and there isn't room enough in this
game for the both us! Mimes, attack!" Cerebrum shouted, and a dozen mimes
that he had smuggled onto the planet via the shuttle he came on swung
through the windows, one of them tossing Cerebrum a Tommy gun. Then they all
opened up on the hymenoptera with their Tommy guns.
After the brief battle, in which the hymenoptera soldiers were all
ventilated from dozens of bullet holes, Cerebrum and the mimes leveled their
guns at Evil Jay. "Give it up!"
"Hah, I've got a personnel force field," Evil Jay retorted, activating it
and pulling out a katana. "Prepare to die."
"I don't have time for this," Cerebrum said, glancing at his watch. "I have
to get back to the Dwarf. We will meet again, and then I will tell you a
story until you surrender. Mimes, escape."
The twelve Mimes and Cerebrum ran towards the door, with Evil Jay in hot
pursuit. "Now, Cerebrum cried as they passed through the door. Two mimes
waiting on either side of the door jumped out in front of it and started
moving their hands. Evil Jay chuckled at their stupidity, then raised his
Katana so he could swing it to kill them both as he ran by. He stopped
chuckling when he ran into the invisible wall and broke his nose.
"You'll pay for this," he promised, trying to stem the flow of blood form
his nose, as Cerebrum and the mimes charged off towards the shuttle bay,
riding invisible bicycles.