Well that was no good, I though to myself. For the first time ever, I flat out lost. Sure, I don't win all the time, but this time I achieved nothing. The Taco Bell is still serving, and I lost to a small, evil, demonic dog.
I looked back toward the Taco Bell, and saw the Chihuahua, he looked at me and laughed out loud.
I walked away.
Gotta find an easy victory... restore my confidence.
I looked around for awhile, my Cow Protector sense wasn't going off.
I started patrolling the streets in my flying saucer.
A guy was getting ready to steal a purse!
Alright!
I double checked, and he stopped when he saw my spaceship.
I groaned to myself, I could have stopped him, but the spaceship took that away from me.
Erg.
I ditched my ship back at the garage, and began patrolling on foot.
Nothing was happening, it was as if Overland Park wasn't the horrible crime bed it had once been. I didn't have much to do with that either.
I felt a trickle of sweat go down my back, it felt over 105 degrees out here.
I looked around, and then up.
That can't be!
Snow began to fall.
Tons of it.
The ground quickly covered and it was getting deeper. Snow on the hottest day of summer. This could be big.
A bunch of parka clad men began looting stores.
“Stop!” I shouted.
“Nope, you'll freeze in that, so you can't fight us!” said parkawearingguy1.
I ignored him and tossed the Obliterator at him, full force. It hit him in the nose.
“Ouche!” said him. “Don't you know that people bleed instead of bruise in the cold!”
“Yes. I did.” I watched as his nose bled a little, and wet his ski mask.
“Hey, its freezing. Freezer burn!” said he.
Parkawearingguy3 laughed at his fleeing comrade, “wimp,” he added.
Parkawearingguy2 and 3 stood very close to each other. I got out the footrest.
They screamed and then I fired. The fire hydrant behind them exploded, drenching them. Soon after there stood a pair of parkawearingguy statues. The water that came from the hydrant began to freeze into a still arch of water.
That was satisfying.
Now to go to the source, it was obvious to me who would benefit most from a frozen city. I headed to the zoo.
No one stood guard over the installation when I arrived. Clear coast.
I marched to the bird section. The aviary, I think.
“Aw aw aw aw.” said a penguin.
“Yeah, that's right. The gig is up!” I told him. I leapt into their arctic chamber and began to beat on them.
Penguin1 opened up with a wonderful attempt to flee and I kicked him in the head. He emoted a wonderful “aw,” and then was knocked out.
Penguin3 lunged at me and started off with a right wing. A forward peck. I punched him in the gut with a solid thud. He rolled backwards. Decommissioned.
By this time the penguins realized they were out matched and began fleeing to the far corners of their cage.
I chucked the 90 lb footrest onto penguin2 and he went down. Moments later, the snowing stopped.
“Yeah, that was easy. Don't try it again penguins!” I said. I turned to leave.
“I saw that!” said a guy who looked like Chris Morley from my school.
“Chris Morley, is that you?”
“ mm... no... I am Moor Lee... yeah, related to Bruce, so watch out... and for that disgrace to the penguins, I am gonna bust a Kak in your ass!” said Moor Lee.
And then the world shook, and the Kak Man arrived on the scene.
“Ready yourself CD!” said Kak.
This is going to be trouble.