Weekend With a Superheroine

Sunday

Mike met Pete as he was coming from the bedroom. “Which one did you do?” He smiled.

“Emerald, how about you?” Pete headed for the stairs.

“Wondrous Woman.” Mike lied, since all he had done was to sleep next to the unconscious heroine. “Let's fix some breakfast.” He followed Pete to the kitchen.

“Be careful which cups you use.” Pete reminded his buddy, and then went into the dining room. “Mike, Bat Broad isn't here.”

“I'm over here, gentlemen” Bat Broad stood at the foot of the staircase along with the fully costumed Wondrous Woman and Emerald. “Both of you move over to the wall and sit down on the floor.” Pete and Mike had no desire to fight all three of these heroines, so they did as Bat Broad instructed.

“That coffee smells inviting. After the night I've had I could use a good cup of Java.” Emerald went to the cupboard and took out three coffee cups. “Cream? Sugar?” She asked while pouring the fine smelling brew.

“ I take mine black.” Wondrous Woman took her seat at the table.

“Two lumps of sugar for me.” Bat Broad responded as she also sat down. After Emerald fixed her cup, all three heroines were poised to ask the two thugs some questions.

“Who sent you?” Wondrous Woman started the questioning.

“I think we should simply turn them over to Admin. She's more capable in handling this type of thing.” Bat Broad insisted as she yawned. “I called her and she'll be here shortly.”

“I'm going to leave as soon as I have some blakefest.” Emerald stated, and poured herself another cup.

“Wash did yoush say?” Wondrous Woman chuckled at Emerald's mistake.

“Something's wrong.” Bat Broad started to rise from her chair and fell to one knee. “I feel weak all of a sudden.” Using the table as a brace she pushed herself back into the chair. “Getting a little dizzy.”

“Now that you mention it, my vision's a little hazy.” Emerald picked up the cup and instead of drinking from it, she poured the coffee down the front of her dress. “OH DARN IT!” Dropping the cup, she then jumped to her feet to brush the staining liquid off her costume, when a wave of dizziness hit her. “Uuuhhhhh.” With a sigh the heroine slid to the floor.

Wondrous Woman tried to get up, but her legs were too weak. “We've been drugged, but how?” Her eyes crossed and she began to see double. Looking over at the two intruders, the heroine realized they had drugged the coffee somehow, but it was too late to do anything. “C..can't..stay..awake..sooo...sleeeepy.” Her forehead slumped forward hitting the table.

“Have to escape.” Bat Broad stood on her shaky legs, took two steps and then fell forward to the rug. “Tooo weak to move.” She lay there until her eyes rolled back and her body went completely limp.

Pete and Mike watched the whole scenario, before getting up. “Hey Pete, Emerald is still conscious.” Mike looked down at the two emerald green eyes staring up at him. She seemed so helpless and vulnerable, as she lay there unable to move, and knowing she would soon lose consciousness. Then a ray of hope struck the hapless heroine as the door bell rang.

“Quick, get the chloroform.” Pete whispered over to Mike, who then poured some of the anesthetic onto a gauze pad.

“Who's at the door? They both went to the window and peered out to see a brown delivery truck. “There's a package on the porch.” Mike observed. “Should we see what it is?”

“I wouldn't bother, since it was just a diversion.” A voice behind them declared. It belonged to a tall raven haired beauty wearing a white blouse, tan jodhpurs, and brown boots. “What have you boys been up to?” She slapped a whip in front of her.

“Who are you?” Pete whirled around to see the astonishing site standing in the dining room doorway. “How did you get in here?” He made a move forward, but was stopped when the end of the whip curled around his neck.

“I wouldn't come any closer, or things could get rather nasty.” She spoke the warning in a British accent. “I suggest that your friend drop the cloth on the floor.” She then pulled out a revolver. “Both of you sit on the divan and stay put.”

“This must be the Admin that Bat Broad mentioned.” Pete whispered.

“Yea, she must have gotten in through the cavern.” Mike was becoming very uneasy until the woman decided to call the police.

Picking up the phone, the Admin moved her long straight hair to the side, placed the phone to her ear and dialed 911, but got no response. “What's wrong with the phone?” She then noticed a faint familiar odor emanating from it. “Ohh..noo..tell me I didn't fall for that one.” Her hand released the phone, which fell to the floor, and then she reached out for something to brace herself. However the small table tilted with the weight, sending the beautiful figure of a woman tumbling to the floor. “UUNNFFF! Getting weak.”

Mike went over to the cloth, but was stopped by Pete. “This one is mine.” He retrieved the bottle and re soaked the gauze pad.

“C..can't..let these thugs get the best of me.” The Admin climbed to all fours and began to crawl towards a chair that could be used for support. “NNOOOMMMFFFDDONMM!!” Pete straddled the woman, leaned over and thrust the pad against her mouth, bending her pretty head back. She rolled over, causing her attacker to release his grip. However, the British heroine was too weak already to take advantage of her maneuver.

“You're a tricky one, aren't you?” Pete sat on her stomach, which caused her to exhale and when the pad was reapplied to her face, she inhaled a lethal dose of the chloroform.

“I..caunt..believe..I've..losssst..uhhhhhhh.” Her hands pressed against the man's chest, but she was not able to push him away, and soon her arms fell loosely to the floor. “Pleeezze..don..do...thish.” Her silent plea went unheeded, as Pete kept the pad in place until her eyes rolled back, her body went limp beneath him, and her head tilted to the side.

Then suddenly the scene changed. “Hey Mike, wake up she's here.” Pete shook his buddy, grabbed the black bag and raced towards the house.

“Wha..oh no. That was just another fantasy?” His eyes focused on the gorgeous woman dressed in the short black dress exiting her car and walking towards her front porch. “Got to do this.” He sprung from the seat, ran across the road, and reached the front door just as the woman was closing it. Shoving it open, Mike also pushed Margo backwards, causing her to trip over the ottoman. Pete hurried inside behind his friend, and sprayed a fine mist into the struggling Margo's face.

“OOHHHHHELLPP!” She managed a scream before Mike could silence her, but the house was too remote for anyone to hear her. “HELMMPPFFMMM” A damp cloth muffled further protests, as Mike knelt beside the fallen victim, and pressed the chloroform soaked cloth firmly over her mouth. Margo managed to roll enough to knee Mike in the back of his head.

“OWW!” He released the cloth from the woman's face, allowing her to get up and stagger into another room. “AHA, this is when Wondrous woman appears.” He got up to follow her, but when he reached the other room.

“Hello, I've been attacked by two intruders, send the police.” She stared menacingly at Mike. “You'd better leave.”

The End

Chloromaiden

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