Syd-Kik rolled as fast as he could to catch up to Pat-Ree but the old magnate was moving incredibly fast for someone newly diagnosed with “ticking clock virus”.
SYD-KIK
Wait up Zzzzirrr I am trying to catch up.
By the time he had made it outside, Pat-Ree was gone. He waved his tiny arms in the air calling out.
SYD-KIK
But we were zupozzzed to go to the mazzage parlor!
Syd-Kik retreated back into the “AL co.” building; everyone including the Archy brothers had left for the day. He had no other choice but to use the company sky car to get back to his apartment, which was fifty miles away. The company garage was far on the other side of the building, Syd-Kik put his thrusters into turbo, the sky car was solar paneled and was used so rarely that it had limited storage on its battery, when the sun completely set Syd-Kik would have no other options. He got to the garage taking the elevator all the way up to the seven hundredth floor.
He zipped around every cement pillar, through every empty space in the garage until he got to the small dome shaped monstrosity covered in solar panels. Leaping into the drivers seat, he frantically looked for the “Steering chord”, lacking feet Syd-Kik need to physically jack into the car to drive it with his mind.
He found the telekinetic adapter underneath the radio, plugging it into the back of his head. The Company car rose from the parking spot blasting off throughout the garage until it made it outside soaring through Ultra City.
Syd-Kik saw the destination reader and smiled seeing the miles going down from fifty to now twenty five, he leaned back self satisfied at the one thing to go right this week, when, oh no, he couldn’t feel the car anymore, opening his lenses, the sky was now black and with only eight miles left to go the company car began free falling to the ground. He strapped in, bracing for impact while turning off every advanced application that allowed him to feel pain.
The Solar Sky Car hit the ground; white protective foam instantly surrounded the car turning it into rolling white ball that collided with a lamppost. Syd-Kik used the ejector seat to tear through the top of the ball of hardened foam, and then glided back down with the help of the launched parachute.
Syd-Kik propelled forward after the seat hit the ground.
SYD-KIK
Eff thizzz, I’m going to a buffet.
Upon his arrival down town, Syd-Kik couldn’t believe his luck; Pat-Ree’s black van was stopped at a red light across from the restaurant. Syd-Kik scanned the vehicle to make sure it was the right license plate, with everything checking out he approached the car as the light turned green, Syd-Kik sped up extending his arms to latch on to the back of the van, holding on for dear span.
Pat-Ree was never known to drive so erratically, Pat-Ree never drove at all in fact; Syd-Kik was his chauffeur on top of everything else. “What exactly is going on here?” he thought.
The Black Sky Van pulled around into a residential area then stopped. Syd-Kik gained his composure then saw a really strange sight; Pat-Ree was in the car, holding up a plasma rifle about to shoot from a distance… himself and LeThario?
SYD-KIK
AH-WHAT!?
The Pat-Ree in the van was startled, he took a shot and missed but it was enough to send his targets into that vibrant tiger striped Sky-Truck and take off, the Black Sky-Van followed in hot pursuit ascending into the air with Syd-Kik once again holding on harder than before.
False Pat-Ree was gaining on the Tiger-Monster-Sky Truck. Syd-Kik leaned to the side of the car, thinking he saw the real Pat-Ree from the other car wave at him he used his right arm to wave while his left arm clutched deeper in the van. The dangerous Pat-Ree of the black Van put the car on autopilot so that he could use a rocket launcher to blow passenger side doors off his prey.
The other Pat-Ree was exposed in the air, holding on to the side of the sky-truck before letting go, Syd-Kik grabbed him by the collar of his trench coat using his extended right arm.
PAT-REE
Excellent, plan D has begun!
SYD-KIK
You’re welcome?
The Sky Van dipped into the wilderness that was Ultra City’s Central Park. K0b01t kicked open the driver side door and hopped out brandishing his rifle, slowly skirting his way to the back of the van when Pat-Ree landed on his back chopping away at his neck.
PAT-REE
Evening brother, seems like a nice night huh?
He wrestled the rifle away from his twin, pointing it back at him.
PAT-REE
Give me one reason I shouldn’t blow your head clean off!
K0B01T
I’m your brother!
PAT-REE
And!?
K0B01T
Your mammal of an ex-wife infected me with the ticking clock virus, she said she had the cure but unless I got you I was as good as dead.
PAT-REE
You idiot, I’m the only one with the cure.
.
K0B01T
How?
PAT-REE
Because I created the Virus!
K0B01T
WHAT!!!???
PAT-REE
Our customer base had dwindled down to thirty percent, I couldn’t compete with those NX upgrades.
K0B01T
So ticking clock?
PAT-REE
The plan was to launch the virus, but then immediately release the cure. Syd run promo delta, alpha, delta.
Syd’s eyes turned into projector lenses displaying the image of famous baseball bot RB-McSheen in a locker room off the black van.
R.B. – MCSHEEN
Hi there, you might know me if you don’t I’m R.B.-McSheen pitcher for the Ultra City Bros. I was recently diagnosed with the ticking clock virus, but thanks to brand new AL Co Quantum pills, now I can beat the clock and so can you. Take one of these beauties every hour to get a full years worth of life, thanks ALCo thanks to you I can take my boys to the World Series!
The image faded out, Syd’s eyes turned back into closed lenses.
K0B01T
I do not know what’s worse, that I’m infected with a virus you created, or that you had the marketing campaign ready to go so far in advance. The World Series is five months from now!
PAT-REE
Yeah and because of this whole debacle I haven’t even had the time to get R.B. his meds, there go The Bros hopes for the season.
K0B01T dropped to his knees as he began twitching.
PAT-REE
Aren’t we being a tad overdramatic?
K0B01T
Noooo yoouuuu fooollll I waaaasssss iiinnnnfffecccteeeddd wwwwitthhh thhhe viiiirruuussss ssevvennntyyyy oooonnneeee hooouuursss agoooooo!!!!!
PAT-REE
Oh no, Kay-Bo you need the cure, its at Antag’s lab across town!
K0B01T shook wildly until his chest battery burnt from inside out and he collapsed. Pat-Ree cradled the head of his once bitter rival but now deceased brother, he screamed shooting into the air with his rifle.
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