Everyone ready to find out what our favorite villians are up to?

Mike: Do we have to?

Peter: Um, not really.

Micky: Well, we wanted to really try out the suits.

Davy: I guess so.

*We open in the devils' desert hideout. Alex sits in one of the "offices" clacking away on a keyboard at a computer. He doesn't hear Sheila enter the room.*

Sheila: (Pokes her head in) Hullo, luv. What's got you pecking away?

Alex: Huh? *stops typing and turns* Oh, Milady *grins,* sorry, I didn't hear you. Got a little busy.

Sheila: Should I ask what you're up to? I thought you were working on your newest (smirks) idea.

Alex: Oh, but I am! The computer is part of it.

Sheila: (Looks up...and up...at the huge computer console) This your latest invention?

Alex: Yes, it is. How do you like it?

Sheila: It's...very impressive. It'll find my sister? I know she's not in LA anymore, but I can't tell WHERE she is now. She seems to be traveling from place to place.

Alex: I've tried, but I can't get it to lock on her, but I may have figured out another way to find her. I can use this to create an army of super-powered cars. I've already tested it. It works perfectly.

Sheila: Cars? How will THAT help us? Besides, we have several cars, including that overgrown Mustang of yours.

Alex: *quirks an eyebrow* Two words: the MonkeeMobile.

Sheila: What does that have to do with anything? (Raises an eyebrow) You think they'd come after it if we stole it?

Alex: *rolls his eyes* I thought you knew everything about the White Knight? He LOVES that car! So does the Savage. *grins*

Sheila: (Grins evilly) Yes, yes, that certainly would bring them in, but how do you plan on making a full army?

Alex: I've already mentioned testing it. I have a few cars I've gotten already, along with their drivers. Seems there's a racing crew nearby. Steal their cars, steal their souls. *smirks* Those drivers are a bit of fun, too.

Sheila: (Grin widens) A full racing crew? I thought I heard some noise out in the desert. They must be getting ready for some competition or the other, maybe a custom car show. Lovely, lovely men in cars. (Looks at Alex) And some women must own a few cars or help their fathers, brothers, and sweethearts out, if you were interested.

Alex: Trust me, I found some of both sexes that are nice to look at.

Sheila: How many are here now? I'd love to initiate some new handmaidens.

Alex: Five. Three women and two men.

Sheila: (Raises her eyebrows) My goodness, you HAVE been a busy little bee, haven't you?

Alex: I like keeping myself occupied.

Sheila: Have you read about the movie our little Guardians are starring in? Seems it's having quite a few problems.

Alex: Yeah, I've read about that. Such a shame about those problems. *evil smirk*

Sheila: Tork was the only one who showed up for the first day's filming. Something about negotiating their contracts. The others have since returned to work, according to the Malibu Beach Register and the Los Angelas Times, but things are hardly harmonious on the set. (Hands Alex a copy of the Malibu Beach Register) The Register is actually running a few pictures of the production. Seems some of it is being filmed in a factory right in their midst.

Alex: *glances over the paper* Interesting.

Sheila: This is the perfect opportunity. They're not only distracted by that movie, but aren't as in tune to each other as they were before filming began. We could finally make some headway with our dear Guardians.

Alex: It's about time. I'll set the computer to search out their car and we can get started. The sooner, the better.

Sheila: And we can go back over to those custom car drivers. What did you do with the ones you already brought over?

Alex: They're down in some of the guest rooms.

Sheila: All prepared to serve their new masters, or do we have to (grins) work further?

Alex: *matches the grin* Oh, they're already prepared.

Sheila: (Looks through the newspaper...and points to something) Hmm. Seems the MonkeeMobile isn't the only car the Guardians are interested in lately. I think this one could be rather useful. (Hands Alex the newspaper)

Alex: Well, whadaya know, a Dune Buggy.

Sheila: Certainly would come in handy in the desert. All that sand tends to clog the Mustang's gears.

Alex: *slight frown* No kidding. (grins evily) This would be perfect!

Sheila: We'll add other cars. Their drivers will travel around the country, maybe even the world, collecting souls for us.

Alex: *wide grin* I love it already.

Sheila: And two of the Guardians will be among them.

Alex: Excellent.

Sheila: The other two will be kept here to amuse me.

Alex: Whatever you wish, Milady.

Sheila: And I assume you wouldn't mind your pick of the women.

Alex: You'd assume correctly, though there's only one I'm really interested in.

Sheila: Well, you can have her. I'll use the other two for handmaidens and (grumbles) get rid of the meddling one.

Alex: That's fine with me.

Sheila: We'll have to do something with my sister. She's too attached to them, and she tends to get in the way. Did you ever figure out a way to break that crystal casing of hers?

Alex: I've been working on a few experiments for that, but I don't know what will work until I actually have the chance to try them.

Sheila: (Watches Alex clack away) This is just amazing, Alex. What are you working on now?

Alex: *watches the screen* I came up with a little something fun for our Guardians. It's almost ready, but it's a surprise for now. You'll see it in action soon enough. *pauses* I also have some boredom defeaters on here.

Sheila: Nevermind about the latter. I know how your mind works...and even I find it disgusting.

Alex: That's your opinion, Milady, and you're entitled to it. *glances at her briefly* But I can't help the way I am.

Sheila: (Pats Alex on the head) Oh, I'm well aware of that, dear. You just want to get whatever you can get your hands on in bed. I didn't train you to be particular.

Alex: *grins* Didn't even HAVE to train me.

Sheila: Why don't we go have a little fun? You must be getting stiff and a bit bored. You've been cooped up with this computer all day long.

Alex: I wouldn't say bored by any means. And I'm not commenting about being stiff. But, sure, I could use some fresh air.

Sheila: Let's go to the movie set and pick up that dune buggy thing, and maybe grab a few gorgeous and desperate extras while we're at it.

Alex: Sounds like a plan, Milady.

Sheila: Well, let's not dilly-dally, then. (She starts out, but Alex, still tapping away, doesn't follow) Alex, NOW!

Alex: Hang on... *clacks a few more times, then sighs* Okay, NOW I'm ready.

Sheila: Come along, then!

(The two demons head out the door, chuckling to themselves.)