The Freedom Force Page #3

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You can't run from us.

Aah!

[LAUGHTER]

Ha ha! We got you now.

You little Bookworm.

Huh, why don't you

get off your knees

and take it like a man.

No, please!

Pick on someone your own size!

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING] Huh?

[GASPS]

Bullying is not cool.

Let's see.

If I route

the primary source file

through a binary

output modifier.

And compile it without parsing

the static variables.

Then my matrix extensions

should replicate

in the closed loop system

through the proxy server.

Ha! Oh, yeah.

[SHOUTING]

[MECHANICAL WHIRRING]

Whoa!

Ugh!

[MAN] Raid two,

this is Alpha control.

Report in.

What is happening down there?

Raid two, can you hear me?

What is your current position?

Sir, my current position

is an arabesque.

I can't speak for the others,

but now I am doing

a flying brise into a pirouette

with a double plie.

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

Aristotle Renaud.

Step away from the keyboard.

Wow! Cool

a uh-7o black navajo!

Please help.

How come nobody

wants to be friends with me?

I wish I could

just figure it out.

[FARTS]

[DOG WHINES, BARKS]

Oh, right. That's why.

I can't help it if I'm a

little gassy some of the time.

Okay, so maybe

I'm a lot gassy all the time.

Houston, are you all right?

[GASPS] Hey!

Son, you're coming with...

ugh!

What is that stench?

[GROANS]

Oh-ho! We need

a biohazard team in here!

It's a stink-bomb!

The worst smell I've ever

smelled my entire life.

I want to cut my nose

off my face.

And my face off my neck.

Losing muscle control.

Abort the mission.

Every... man...

For... himself.

We are under attack.

I repeat.

We are under attack.

The enemy is silent.

But deadly.

Can't breathe.

Tell mommy I love her.

Ugh.

[FILTERED BREATHING]

A gas mask?

Finally!

Someone who can be my friend!

[MAN ON TV] Take your stance.

Ready.

Fight!

[TECHNO]

Hiya!

[GRUNTS]

Roundhouse.

Good.

Target spotted.

Double roundhouse.

Combo move! Bonus score.

Perfect!

[MAN OVER WALKIE]

Alpha six and nine, move in.

[SWAT GUY] Copy that.

Miss, you're coming with us.

Ugh!

Ugh!

Stand down!

I told you to stand down!

Tell me who you are!

What do you want?

Special forces!

Top secret mission.

Direct orders

from the president.

Mm. Why didn't you say so?

Is everyone ready to go?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Not yet.

We're still missing Nicole.

Ah, here she is now!

Welcome! Welcome one and all!

You have been specially selected

to help make history

as part

of operation freedom force!

This mission

is ultra-classified

as super quadruple

hush-hush extreme... oh!

[CLEARS THROAT]

Uh, please excuse the little

outburst of our subordinate.

That is my assistant Pascal.

Now, as you know, one of

our greatest national heroes

is the man they call

the father of science fiction,

the writer Jules Verne.

But just yesterday,

we discovered a tragic situation

and a most perplexing problem.

[GROWLS]

It seems that some

of his classic stories

have become somewhat.

Uh, mixed up.

That sounds terrible,

but how are we supposed to help?

I'm glad you asked!

Believe it or not.

We have an amazing invention.

A machine like nothing

you've ever seen!

With this technology

we can insert you kids

right into the imagination

of Jules Verne!

The Imaginasium!

The plan is for you

to go into the stories.

And help us revert them

back to their original state.

So how come you picked us?

Partly because you

are all 12 years old,

the age at which Verne

had just started writing.

And the many figments of his

creativity were developing.

Right! And using

the same age wavelengths

we can more easily teleport you

straight into his imagination.

Cool!

Wow!

The other reason

you were all chosen

is that each of you

represents a side

of Jules Verne's personality.

That way when we teleport you.

We don't have to worry about

any of you being rejected.

Aristotle, you represent

his genius

and the love he had

for technology.

And Peter, we know you've read

all his books.

You embody Verne's passion

for great literature.

Huh.

Nicole, you represent love.

You just happen to be

a direct descendent

of Jules Verne's first love

Caroline Dezaunay.

Despite being first cousins,

he was crazy in love with her.

He was just plain crazy

to be in love with his cousin.

Yuck!

That was very common back then.

Huh? She must have

been very beautiful.

Like you.

Huh?

I was in love with

my cousin once too!

I remember that

whenever I saw her face

my heart filled with joy.

She haunts me to this day

with her beautiful, bald head

and her soft skin.

And the way her diaper

filled the room

with a smell that... ooh!

What about me? What part

of Jules Verne do I represent?

Ah! My assistant, Pascal,

will explain that to you.

Oui! I mean, no!

No, no. Moi?

Oui, oui, my friend.

No, no, no, no, uh-uh.

Ugh! You are giving me

a migraine! Tell him!

No, no, no, it's your place.

I wouldn't know

the right way to say it!

Look. Jules Verne

had serious gas problems.

So you represent that.

[FARTS]

[ARISTOTLE] Profiterole!

Oh, very serious.

Now for the fun part.

You will soon be teleporting

into different stories

that take place anywhere

from 100 to 150 years ago.

You are wearing special

electro-synthesizer suits

that, with the touch of a button,

allow you to change

your appearance

into the perfect disguise.

So no matter in what location

or situation you find yourself,

no one will suspect a thing.

Observe.

[SUIT BEEPS] Ha!

Wow! Awesome! Cool!

[BARKS]

[SUIT BEEPS]

Ta-da!

Whoa!

[SUIT BEEPS] Voila!

[LAUGHTER]

Well, shall I show you

some more then, hm?

No I think

you've shown us enough.

Momma always said just because

you can wear something

doesn't mean you should!

Now, it's time for you guys

to start practicing

with your own suits.

So you can get ready

for the mission!

[CHEERS]

[BARKS]

Yeah!

[GIGGLING]

Uh, now don't take this

the wrong way.

But don't you think that's maybe

a little bit too much?

So you mean you don't like

what I'm wearing?

Uh no, no, no, no!

I think you look beautiful

dressed like that.

I was referring to...

yes, of course.

You're probably right.

I am a little overdressed.

I'll have to show them

more skin!

If that bikini

gets any smaller.

I'm not sure

if my approval ratings

are going to go up or down.

[CAROL]

Yoo-hoo! Wardrobe.

[COMPUTER ALERT]

Diagnostics program complete.

[TOGETHER] Whoa!

Restoring services.

Awesome! Yay! Yes!

All systems online.

The time has come!

I present to you

the Imaginasium.

The gateway to imagination!

It's even cooler

than I thought.

Incredible.

Revolutionary!

Look at that technology!

Wait until I blog about this!

Actually.

Operation freedom force

is classified top-secret.

And even we

can't tell anyone about it.

Your roles in this affair

must remain off-the-record

until I publish my autobiography

"the genius of Chateau!"

I can't believe

it's really happening!!

This is awesome!

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