Started: 10-05-03 Completed: 05-18-04“Oh man! Why does our last exam for the day have to be science? I can’t even remember the formula of water!”
Ours truly, the gals of Totally Spies were having their mid-term exam and were on their way to the lab of their Beverly Hills High for their practical test, which is the last Science exam to complete the paperwork. Alex was practically pulling a 100m long face as she was not exactly the brightest student in science.
“Don’t worry, Alex,” the ever genius Sam said as they walked down the corridor, getting closer and closer towards their destination. “It’s just an experiment. You’ll do fine. I’m sure you’ll pull through.”
“Yeah, Alex,” Clover replied jovially. “This is our last exam and after we’re done, we can do some unfinished business: shopping for the latest Madeline cosmetics and get a brand new dress for next month’s Spring Season Dance!”
Alex and Sam sweatdropped when they saw that the sparkling puppy eyes of Clover’s were acting up again. She is always predictable when it comes to dances and contests—anything to do with attracting boys or finding fresh new blood she had missed. They were really surprised at what a flirt she was and yet still was able to stay alive without worrying that there might be vengeful guys out there who might want to get back at her.
As soon as they entered the lab, Clover was suddenly attacked by a strong spray of vapour. Her eyes watered seriously and she coughed like mad as her lungs had taken in some of the stinky vapour. Alex and Sam thought their worries were coming true—that one of the vengeful boys had got back at her—but a naughty cackle proved them otherwise.
“Like my latest experiment? I’ve worked all night for this little concoction. Could’ve saved some for my little bratty brother, yet I feel so happy just to waste it all on you. Nya ha ha ha ha~!”
“Mandy~!!!” Clover growled between gritted teeth, clenching her fists and ready to give the bratty I’m-Miss-Popular girl a good sock in the eye.
“Ugh! Keep away from me, Clover! The stink gas I just gave you is gonna make you smell like you bathed in a garbage dump,” Mandy put on an exaggerated disgust look on her face and flapping her away as if she was nothing but a common fly. Clover couldn’t stand it anymore. She had mentally abused Mandy with her imagination just to control her temper and release herself out of utmost anger but this was too much. The stink gas really stank just like Mandy said and everyone was giving her a disgust look and worse, it ruined her blonde bangs. She jumped onto Mandy ready to claw and gouge her eyes out. If Alex and Sam hadn’t pulled her away and if Mandy’s henchwomen hadn’t dragged her up in time, Clover would probably have succeeded.
“Miss Clover, if you do not learn how to control your temper, you are asked to leave this class,” the science professor said with his hands on his waist. “Go and freshen yourself up. You are excused from this practical exam until you smell a little decent. You may take it later in the afternoon.”
“But…But that’s not fair!” Clover whined. “Mandy started it, and I have big plans at the mall this afternoon!”
“I will deal with Mandy personally. Now go and clean yourself up before you have to send in the SWAT team to get rid of the smell.”
Now it was Clover’s turn to pull a 100m long face as she left the lab, leaving relieved sighs and sniggers from other students—including Mandy and her henchwomen—at her wake. Seeing their best friend sulking like that made Alex and Sam feel really bad. They both turned to the professor and put on their best sympathy faces.
“Err…Prof, can we be excused too? I mean Clover might need our help in cleaning up the stink on her face,” Sam said.
“Yeah, Prof. I mean it really stinks and I don’t think she could get rid of it alone,” Alex chided in. “Anyway, you do want her to smell better, right? We’ll all take the exam together in the afternoon.”
The professor stared at them disapprovingly for a moment before sighing and said, “Very well. You girls are excused too. Be sure to be back here for your practical exam this afternoon at 1 o’clock.”
Sam and Alex thanked the professor before rushing to Clover who was heading towards the girls’ toilet. Clover sulked in front of the mirror as her blonde bangs fell lazily over her forehead, wet with the stink gas and its nasty odour. Sam and Alex tried to make her feel better.
“Aww, cheer up, Clover, it’s not the end of the world,” Alex said as she patted Clover’s back, wrinkling her nose as the smell shot up into her nostrils. “Mandy sure got her mischief and nastiness to the next level.”
“Not the end of the world?” Clover asked. “This is my hair we’re talking about! My hair is everything! With these stinky golden tresses, I’ll never get any dates for the Spring Season dance next month! My life is ruined! You should’ve let me get at Mandy! This is too much!”
“Relax, Clover,” Sam said, forcing a smile through the thick bad odour of her hair. “I’m sure we’ll get it nice and clean in no time. Let’s try some of the hand-wash solution.”
“What?!” Clover shrieked in horror. “Hand-wash for my hair?? My perfect hair is only tolerable to Silky Smooth Shampoo and Conditioning! You’re asking me to scalp my golden tresses here!!”
“Do you want to clean yourself up so that we can finish our final piece of exam and go to our favourite shopping mall for your Spring Season Dance outfit or not?” Sam was getting irritable at Clover’s whining and complaining over her hair.
Clover had no choice but to oblige. She made a mental note that after the exam, she was going to give herself a decent shower from head to toe before she go anywhere else. As she lowered her head towards the sink and Sam and Alex were about to start squeezing hand-wash solution to wash their girlfriend’s hair, they were suddenly sucked into a large hole opening in the sink and found themselves falling down a long chute.
Needless to say, it’s the girls’ cue to go on one of their missions again.
The girls immediately fall onto the ever familiar cushion of the WOOHPS right in front of the ever familiar head of the org, Jerry. Before getting right down to business, Jerry clicked his fingers and immediately, five ladies in nurse-like uniforms appeared and rushed over to Clover with loads of gadgets in their hands. Before she knew it, Clover’s hair was shampooed, conditioned, massaged, blow-dried and combed back into her perfect self, minus the nasty smell.
“My…My hair! My hair! It…It doesn’t stink anymore! I’m not a human skunk anymore! My beautiful hair is back!” Clover squealed in delight as she marveled in front of the mirror held up by one of the nurse-like ladies. Jerry smiled in satisfaction.
“I had a head start on things. That was a nasty thing for that Mandy friend of yours to do,” Jerry said as he turned on the big screen behind him. “Now let’s get down to business.”
The big screen came into focus and showed the map of the whole world. He clicked on a spot somewhere in the north side of Dakota and it continued to enhance until it showed some sort of a health lab. There were doctors and nurses and attendants and also a few animals which were evidently test subjects. Clover was the first to ask.
“Um, Jerry, why are we looking into this medical lab fest?”
“This is where your mission goes,” Jerry, who was already used to Clover’s outspoken attitude, replied. “This is the Health Research Lab of North Dakota and right now they were trying to experiment with some sort of drug that cures severe depression or such. The people from the Health Research Lab wouldn’t disclose further information about the drug—very hush-hush and all. At about 3 a.m. this morning, someone snuck into the lab and stole the drug somehow. Security was very, very tight and no one can go in or out without a specially designed pass card. They suspect that it might be an inside job.”
“Obviously,” Sam replied. “But such theft should be handled by the police, why are we doing the job?”
“Like I said, this is a very hush-hush business and they would not want some common people who might open their mouths once too many times to tell on them before they have finally done testing the drug and send it out to the market,” Jerry replied solemnly. “We’re the only ones they can trust.”
“Well, that’s what we spies are for!” Alex said, letting out a ‘Peace’ sign.
“Your job is to go to the lab and search for clue, bring in as much hints as you can find to me and get the perpetrator as soon as possible. Now for your gadgets you’ll have,” Jerry clicked on a remote control and out came a table filled with gadgets as usual, and Jerry picked them up one by one and explained, “Shocker lip-balm—perfect if you’re attacked at night in the middle of a dark alley; your usual jetpack backpacks, magneto high-heeled boots, heat-sensor and finger-print scanner sunglasses, laser hair brooch and our latest model TINY TIM.”
“Tiny Tim?” the 3 girls wrinkled their noses. “What the heck is Tiny Tim? Isn’t that a fairytale character or some kind?”
“No,” Jerry said as he clicked another button on the remote control and out came a jet-like sports car. While the girls’ eyes sparkled at the magnificent sparkling steel-blue colour and high-tech built, Jerry explained, “TINY TIM stands for Titanium-Induced Nuclear Yard Thundering Invincible Manoeuvre (made that up ^_^;), a latest technology that can both fly up in the air at 500 miles/hr and drive on land at 100 miles/hr. Auto-drive or auto-pilot available.”
Within minutes in their red, green and yellow spy outfits, our Totally Spies got into TINY TIM and were driving towards North Dakota Health Research Lab.
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