Red Owl Vs Blue Raven

Make Your Time

Fade in on Doc (O'Malley) standing on an icy precipice.

O'Malley: Hahahahahahahahaha. You fools have fallen right in to my hands. Only now, do you realise the folly of your follies, hahaha. Prepare for an oblivion, for which there is no preparation! (evil laugh)

Boscha: Time to meet your doom! (Evil laugh)

Simmons: O'Malley! The Reds and Blues are working together now! You can't hope to beat us.

Hunter: What are you the narrator?

O'Malley: You fool! My metallic friend is the only ally I need. Lopez, activate weather control routines.

Lopez:(Spanish) Okay.

Lightning shoots out of Lopez, and he becomes surrounded in what look like spinning mystic runes.

Luz: Oh those look awesome! Are those runic symbols a sign of some ancient technology?!

Doc: No, I used to draw them on my binder during study hall. I always wanted to use them for something. Aren't they cool?

Willow: We'll because your asking. Yeah they are pretty cool.

O'Malley: Shut up!

Sarge: Oh, Samson's back hair. They found our secret weapon. I developed a weather control device, but I was missing one critical piece of technology to make it work.

Eda: It was shocking that one critical piece you could buy from a gas station.

O'Malley: Hahaha yes. And now that I've located those "D" batteries, the Universe will be mine! Hahahahaha!

Tucker: Are you serious? You couldn't find D batteries.

Sarge: Only at gas stations, and they're just so darn expensive there.

Lilith: I'm impressed Eda. I didn't know you could make some thing like that.

Eda: We'll I need help but yeah.

Church runs up to everyone, still ticking.

Church: What's going on?

Sarge: You want the long version or the short? Basically you've got a fifty megaton bomb in your gut-

Simmons: Ten sir.

Sarge: And Lopez is about to kill us all.

Grif is running up behind Church.

Church: That didn't make any sense, what's the long version?

Tucker: That was the long version. The short version is "we're boned."

Luz: I hope you can defuse that bomb Gus.

Gus: Well if I can't it's be a honor working with all of you.

V: Thanks for fixing me up Gus.

Luz: Aaa you do care about us.

V: Oh bite me!

Simmons: Hey Grif, are you okay?

Grif: I've done hard time, Simmons. I'm not the man you used to know.

Simmons: Hard time? We were only separated for five hours.

Grif: Time moves slower on the inside, Simmons. It seemed like seven or eight hours to me.

Hunter: Oh get over your self I been to prison for a week.

Grif: What for!?

Hunter: Bar fight.

Simmons: Make sense.

O'Malley fires a rocket overhead that lands behind them. They scatter.

O'Malley: You foolish fools will never defeat me! You're far too busy being foolish! Ha! Oblivion is at hand!