VV4, 73 - Candy From the Mouth of Babes
Dr. Zlo stomped across the empty streets, his eyes peeled for any manner of tomfoolery. Jacques followed alongside him, hands over their eyes as if peering far into the distance. In the alleyways, villains waited. For what, well that seemed obvious.
Dr. Dobro still hadn’t arrived.
“Right, searching for a mother and child is taking too long,” Dr. Zlo finally said. “Jacques!”
The minions snapped to attention.
“Disguise yourselves!” Dr. Zlo clapped.
The Jacques scrambled, a number crashing into each other as they attempted to enact their leader’s will. Most fell in a heap.
The last two standing looked across to each other, shrugged, then walked out of sight. They returned a minute later in a bad disguise. Mostly because one of the Jacques had attempted to cram himself into a stroller. The minion’s long legs stuck out like antenna on an old television.
The ‘mother’ fared little better with their disguise. A slapdash blond wig draped over the Jacques’ featureless head, doing nothing to mask the minion’s distinctively blank face. The sun dress it wore was also on backwards. Plus, the tag still stuck out.
“Perhaps it would be better to leave disguises up to someone… more qualified?” Ms. Tama requested.