The Mission
“What, I can’t do that” yelped Fred while staring wide-eyed at Timothy.
“I am afraid it must be done” Timothy replied “and you are the only one who can manage such a dangerous task”.
“B-b-but even one with my skills could only hope to escape alive after doing such a thing as that” Fred said in a scared little voice.
“It most be done, come let us go to the armory so you can be equipped for your mission”.
Timothy and Fred walked out of the meeting room and into the armory.
“Wow!!!!!” “This certainly has improved in the time I was gone.” “Who would have know how much more advanced weapons could get in a few years” Fred said in a very excided voice
“Well under the supervision of one of the smartest scientists in the world Dr Smith a lot of unthought-of of weapons have been designed and manufactured” Timothy said in a proud swaggering way.
“Good evening Timothy how are you doing and who is your new friend,” a voice said from a dark corner of the room.
“Hello Dr Smith I was wondering if you could help me equip Fred for The Mission”.
“Certainly, come right this way Fred we have quite a variety of tools that will be useful for The Mission” Dr Smith said while leading Fred to an especially interesting part of the armory.
“What is this and that oh and what is over there in the corner” Fred babbled while pointing at different things around the armory.
“Now come along, I can give you a full tour when The Mission is completed” said Dr Smith while dragging Fred by his arm.
When Fred and Dr Smith had reached the corner of the armory. “Here we are the most advanced part of the armory” Dr Smith said to Fred “I will need to do some measurements now, please remove your coat and jacket”.
After Fred had removed his coat and jacket and hung them on the wall Dr Smith began measuring Fred’s body “I see a thirty-six around the chest, ah and a seventy-two arm span” Dr Smith said while measuring Fred.
“I have just the thing you need, stay here for a minute” Dr Smith said while walking over to another part of the armory.
While Dr Smith was gone, Fred began to have his first doubts about his mission. “Will I be able to survive it?” he thought out loud.
Just then Dr Smith returned “of course you will be able to make it with the armor I will give you”. He said while welding some pieces of metal together.
“Fred it is getting late you better get some sleep, tomorrow will be an exciting day” Timothy said while coming out from behind a missile.
“Ok” Fred said sleepily allowing himself to be lead to his room by Timothy.
The next morning Fred woke up at about five o’clock and fell out of his bed onto his head. “Ow, that has to have given me some brain damage” Fred said while rubbing his head.
Just then Timothy came in “come on, Dr Smith has finished your armor”
When Timothy and Fred got to the armory Dr Smith was standing in the doorway holding a suit of high-tech armor.
“Hang on, I am getting a call.” Timothy said as he reached into his pocket. “Yes I see, ok bye,” Timothy said into his phone then he hung up
“Sorry The Mission has been canceled” Timothy said
What!!!!!! Are you saying that I spent ten straight hours working on this armor for nothing!!!!!” Dr Smith Screamed
“Yep, but we might need it later though” Timothy said “oh, and Fred you are excused until we need you again.”
“Bye” Fred said as he walked out the door of the base never to be seen by Dr Smith again.
