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“Ah what a nice day it is today.” A young long haired burette comments, lying on her lawn chair with her husband; he was known as Maxwell Snipe, famous cosmetic creator of the Youth Fountain line of creams and treatment for the skin. She turned her head to give him a smile when her eyes study his face had a look of sheer horror on them. She turns her head to see what her husband saw and gasps in utter terror. It was a monster, eight feet tail of nothing but ooze that dripped on the floor; it had bits of blonde hair sticking out with two large eyes staring daggers at the couple. With a roar it lunges for the young woman.

Diving down to save her, Maxwell gets in between the monster and his wife. “Natalie!” He calls out, “Go get help!” Slowly he begins to get sucked into the monsters body while his swimsuit clad wife runs off to get help when the beast inhales and fires multiple blobs at her.

“SPLAT!” rang through he air as Natalie falls to the ground with the blobs beginning to dissolve her body, with the sizzle being heard in the air, cream like goop pooling under her body.

“Natalie!” Maxwell shouts out before being complete absorbed by the beast.

Over at Malibu U, three girls were busy watching Television with the volume being higher than an old movie theater in the fifties. A young Afro-Hispanic woman named Alex was weeping at the scene she was watching, with tears flowing down her dark skin onto her white skinny t-shirt with a pink heart on it. “Oh Princess Froida, why did Samuel have to sacrifice himself to the Overlord, he could have fought him.” She weeps heavily.

“Alex, it’s a dumb sci-fi flick.” Deadpanned her fair skin friend Clover, a short haired blonde commented at the film, which had black and white filter, old effects that are laughable by current movie standards and a very cheesy storyline.

“Hey!” She shouts in response, “The Battle of Cyberran-4 is a great movie!”

With a sigh, the long orange haired brainiac named Samantha comments, “Girls, please stop fighting, it was Alex’s choice for movie night.” The two ignore her plead and continue to argue when the T.V. begins to flicker widely. “Oh, no” Sam exclaims.

The T.V. soon blasts the girls with a powerful light beam that disintegrate them and sucks the atoms up with their screams echoing in their dorm.

At the stainless steel office of an old veteran, Jerry, waits for his top operatives to appear he hears there screams and a small project popping out the roof. “Ah there they are.” He comments with a smug grin when the projector projects the three images of the trio and has them reform.

“Ow” Whined Alex.

“Jerry, you are so dead” Groaned Clover who slides off the red velvet couch.

Sam feels sick, wobbling off the couch with Jerry letting a small cough and telling them, “Well girls, it’s the latest teleportation experiment. The boys in the lab assumed it’s a smoother way of transportation.”

The three, shaking their motion sick off, sit up right on the couch with Jerry beginning the debriefing. “Four hours ago a police report was filed for the disappearance of makeup moguls Maxwell and Natalie.”

“WHAT” Screamed Clover in sheer shock, “Those two are basically gods with makeup, how did they disappear!?” The blonde seemed emotionally invested from the get go to solve this mission while Alex raises her hand.

“But Jerry, isn’t this a police thing?” She questions with Sam curious herself.

The old spy tells them, “I wish it was but, their home was attacked and completely covered with a substance that is acidic. Something normal police can’t handle. So you three must go investigate why they disappeared, what the substance is, get a sample and stop whatever malicious force is causing this.”

“Now for your gadgets, I have the Expandable Cable Bungee belt, your Jetpack backpack, Absorb Anything Tooth just in case, Fingerprint Tracer Glove to help find clues with the Head Sensor 6000 Infrared Motion Detector Sunglasses and lastly, the Wind Tunnel 3000 Tornado Blast Hair Dryer with a added feature.” He explains the girls, placing the equipment on the counter with his assistance G.L.A.D.I.S.

The robotic assist comments, “Yes, the hairdryer now has the ability to expel overheated air and super cold air.”

“Awesome” Cheered Alex with a smile, as she aims her Hair Dryer around.

“Good Luck” Jerry tells them.

The day in California was getting hot with the Spies, all dressed in hyper elastic suits colored code to Green, Red and Yellow respectively to Sam, Clover and Alex stand in front of the million dollar estate belonging to the Snipe family. The three open the door to discover the ruined expensive house with trails of cream color ooze around the furniture, floor, walls and so on like the place was robbed but nothing stolen.

“Ewww” screamed Clover, standing on one leg, looking down on the trails of ooze around the home of the Snipe’s with Alex a bit grossed out at the sight of all the goo, dripping and sliding around while Sam puts her glove on and begins touching the walls to see if she has any fingerprints the goo might conceal.

“Feels like old pudding.” Sam groaned, feeling sick to her stomach with each touch of the gooey walls. “Why don’t you two go look for clues and help me” She asks them

Alex nods, running to the back yard where most of the incident took place from the police records while Clover being a sneaky one goes upstairs to see what Mrs. Snipe had for makeup and clothing. While the red head continued to look for any figure prints the perpetrator may have left on the walls, furniture or anything he or she destroyed in the house and why the goo was left instead, a small wail was heard coming from behind.

“What the” Sam questions before she gasps to see a large blob monster that crawls over to the spy with sad eyes. She screams in shock at the large hulking beast, walking backwards to get away from the monster. The beast soon lunges at Samantha, wanting to slam and envelop the spy but she rolls under it as she pulls out her purple nail file.

She fires a laser at the monster point blank yelling, “Get away you monster!” The laser goes through the beast like it was made of butter and makes it sink a bit into itself. “Ah, you hate heat huh?” She chuckles. It yells in pain and fires a blob of gunk at the nail file. “Ow” Sam yells out in pain as the nail file lands on the floor in the goo and soon dissolves into purple metal goop.

“Oh crud, that slimes acidic!” She yells in sheer fear as the monster begins firing more blobs at her, wailing in pain from the previous attacks. Sam rolls to dodge them, trying to find some cover from the monsters onslaught of projectile slime. “If this thing’s weak to some heat, then my safest bet is the kitchen!” She thinks.

Running into the kitchen, Sam ducks near the oven and turns the heat up to maximum as the blob slithers in and snarls at the spy. “Come on Slime ball!” She taunts with a wave of her hand making it snarl louder and charge at the spy who jumps over the blob, kicking the oven door down to let the heat enter the home but it stops with a electronic voice telling her, “Door open, please close to continue cooking.”

She yells, “Come on!”

The beast turns, with its large bulbous eyes staring down the spy with a growl. It beings fling more slime at Sam, with a quick action she rolls once more and gets in a crouching position, ready to spring into a jump. The blob snarls once more at her, beginning to charge at her in full force to kill her with is mass and acidic body. Sam gasps, running away with the beast on her tail when Sam gets an idea.

With a quick burst of speed, she goes close to the stove which felt like a mile run for her even though the place was barely a few yards and jumps high in the air like she was a colorful tree frog. With her cat like reflexes she lands on the oven perfectly, while the blob was reckless enough to slam into the oven that Sam slams shut with the beast inside. It screams, wailing in pain as it begins to melt into solid ooze inside the oven slowly, with the temperature rising with every second.

In mere seconds the beast melts away into a puddle of simple ooze that Sam release, flowing out the hot oven. She smirks at her handy work when the sludge begins to moan in pain with the very feminine tone.

“What the?” Questions Sam.

In the master bed room, Clover was in love with the Snipe family since the bed was a Persian master piece with a wood frame that was meant for royalty, the sheets felts like they were made of Egyptian cotton, the mirror was large with multiple, smaller mirrors on the side to help anyone apply makeup on perfectly. Clover, being the vain woman that she is was in complete bliss.

“If I die today, heaven would be this room!” She exclaims with a huge happy grin on her face. She rushes to the small makeup counter, looking at all the brands of the makeup the Snipe’s make for themselves when Clover finds an oddity. With a horrified gasp she yells, “No way! Natalie uses, store brand Eyeliner and cover!?”

The young blonde still in shock, was unaware a large blob was slowly creeping up on her. Shaking her head, Clover looks at the mirror to see it and yelps. She turns, getting her wind tunnel out and aims at the beast and fires, simply blowing it back a bit when Clovers thumb hits a small button by accident and the machine begins to blow cold air that begins to freeze the blob up, slowly turning the creature into a humanoid shape until Clover stops and gasps, seeing a tall man where the blob was, frozen in the frost she made.

The spy in red was in shock at the sight she found and yells, “Alex, Sam! Get up here and see this!”

At the pool, Alex crawled on her belly, examining the slime with a queasy face as she groaned that she was stuck on this lame job. She let a huge sigh out when she crawls over a lot of slime and shivers at the feeling of it. “Ew, ew, eeeewwwwww.” She shuddered in terror.

Suddenly, the ooze surrounds the yellow, cat suit clad spy, incasing her inside the blob monster. “Help” She tried to scream but got ooze stuck in her mouth, silencing her plea for help with the creature slithering towards the street where a small white van waited for it. Slithering in the back, the truck drives away with Alex trapped in the ooze who is worried what could happen to her.

Back at the Snipe residence, Clover and Sam look at the puddle and frozen male statue with only the torso in a humanoid form. “Wh, what happened?” The puddle asks Sam and Clover with the two still stunned at a talking puddle. The puddle was able to look around the room perfectly like she had vision that covered instead of a piece of a sphere, the whole spherical world instead. In her sight she sees the male humanoid and calls out, “Maxwell!”

“Maxwell!?” The two spies shout in shock, that the humanoid creature that formed from the blob and frozen in place was Maxwell snipe, the head of Magical Youth Corporation.

“That’s Maxwell?!” asked Sam.

“Yes. Oh you two must have broken that madman’s control. Thank you, I’m guessing you need an explanation huh?” The puddle of goo asks.

The two nod with the puddle letting a sigh out and begins to speak, “I am Natalie Snipe, head of the R&D, we made the latest break thought in our makeup line to be able to have the body reverse the aging process, melting the wrinkles and old cells right off but it did more than that. It was able to reduce the user to nothing more than living mess of cells, unable to have a complete solid form.” The two gasp at the information the puddle gave them.

“Yes, it is upsetting” She tells them, “But there is more. The man, who invented it, left and took the tester. Next thing we knew this. Please defeat him, find him and make sure he is stop!”

“Yeah, No one hurts my make up goddess and gets away with it” Shouted Clover, with her eyes growing red with a fiery rage. Sam lets a sigh out, when her mind had something click.

She grabs Clover and yells, “Where’s Alex!?”

Over at an old Factory of Magic Youth, Alex wakens in a tube with her eyes only seeing the dark, dank building with makeshift equipment. “Hello?” She asks.

“Hello my dear.” A voice calls from a small intercom, “I see my pet caught a nasty little pest to stop my plans huh? Judging from your outfit, those weird gadgets I melted down into a paper weight and reading the tag on your backpack, W.O.O.H.P. wants to shut down my little idea of Utopia.”

“Hey!” Alex yells, “Why am I in this tube? What plan?”

With a small chuckle the voice tells her, “Oh my, the little pest wants to know the plan. Well I guess I must spill. I want Utopia, and to do that first I must make an army. Second, we will destroy the idea of beauty, the idea of wealth, the idea of government until nothing is left. Then I shall rebuild life as we know it. You see it will not be in my image, but the image of the people.”

In shock, the spy yells, “Are you insane?!”

Soon in anger he shouts, “Insanity is your obsession with beauty you low evolved piece of crap! You and your allies are like this! Now enjoy servitude as my slime minion!” Soon ooze from the top hits Alex in the face.

“Hey” she screams in rage.

But the rage was short lived when she felt an odd feeling take over her body, with her face beginning to sag towards the ground like she was deflating. “What’s happening?” She asks in fear with her lips stretching and sagging to the floor. Her ears begin curling and stretching downward. She swayed with her body, collapsing and deflating into a small pile of brown and yellow.

“Odd.” The voice comments, “It seems something in your body reacted differently, you are not ooze but, something else. Interesting, interesting but I must to more test. Something tells me your allies are coming.”

Outside the factory, up a few hundred yards in the clear sky was Clover and Sam were flying at full speed to the factory with the Jetpack Backpack churning powerful flames. “Come on Clover, we got to save Alex, I’m hoping what ever happened, she was giving that mind control make-up!”

Clover yells, “Yeah, or a pile of goo!”

When the two land at the ground floor, they soon see a man standing tall at the door with his foot impatiently tapping on the floor. “You’re late, I am pretty mad you interfered” He tells the two, with the spies shocked at the man waiting, a young blonde haired man who was dressed in black jeans and a white shirt that matched his lab coat. “Now let me crush the problem!” He shouts at the spies.

With a quick dash he getting to Clover’s face who soon gets in a fighting crane pose with Sam in a bear pose, ready to attack the villain who wanted to nip toe problem already. Unknown to them the slime that caught Alex was slithering up the roof to sneak attack the two spies.

“Hi-ya!” shouted Clover who begins to kick the man right in his chest, however, her foot went right through the man, stretching his clothing with her leg while Sam tries to punch his face, only for it to go right though and splash cream goo around her fist. “He, he is slime!” She shouts in shock.

“My turn” He chuckles.

With a quick action he turns his left hand into a small hammer, slamming Clover upside the head with a powerful swing sending her to the floor. Her body rolls with Sam shocked at the fast swing when the man left arm soon stretches and uppercuts the green clad spy, the fist being solid enough to hurt her chin and making it fill like a shotgun was fired point blank at her jaw. Sam went flying a few feet before landing on her back, feeling the sheer pain with Clover moaning in agony on the floor.

Sam gets back up and grabs her Wind Tunnel, setting it to Cold and begins blasting the man who melts into a puddle, getting out his cloths and slithers out of the way with Sam chasing him with the wind Tunnel. Soon he fires a whip of slime out of the puddle and slams into her left leg. She screams in pain, slicing it with Sam getting down on the floor with one knee.

Soon the puddle reforms with a smirk on his face, “Ready to surrender?” Asks the man who morphs his hand into a sharp object as the blob aims at Sam’s left arm where the Wind Tunnel was held.

Sam yells, “Like heck I am!” She shouts as she aims her Wind Tunnel for a point blank shot as the blob fires but was stopped by a large yellow sheet with a familiar head sticking out of it. “Nice try blobby!” It shouts.

Sam fires and tries to freeze the man who begins to slowly freeze, frost growing on him as he stabs Sam in the left side of her body. She screams in pain with Clover looking up and yells, “Sam!” The sheet punches the blob with a stretchy hard and reforms into Alex who yells, “Sammy!” in fear, breaking the arm off of the frozen slime so they can hold Sam.

The blob snarls loud and fires a blob at them with Clover dodging with Alex forming a protective yellow bubble around Sam. “Alex, what happen?” She asks weakly with Alex putting her finger on her lips to keep her quiet.

“Please, don’t talk.” She says.

“Alex” She says weakly, “Let me be hit by the goo. I have a plan.” She coughs a bit, getting weak.

“But” Alex tries to protest.

“NOW” She shouts.

Alex soon stretches out of the way when the slime hits Sam right in the head, her body begins to drip on the floor with her face stretching to the floor with her body bending a bit. She groans, as her head turns featureless with her hair pooling under her head while her suit deflates with goo pooling out. Clover, in a rage, grabs her Wind tunnel and turns it to Heat, blasting the blob and melts away, falling off the roof and landing on the floor.

Clover runs to her puddle with her suit empty and dripping some of the ooze, she goes to her knees and cries, “Sam!”

She slams her fist to the floor mad and sad with Alex crying heavily until the puddle shivers a bit and lets a small moan of pain. “Sam!” both girls call out with a smile.

At W.O.O.H.P., Sam was naked, but as a slime woman with her body and hair shining a bit with Jerry, who has a blindfold on comments, “It appears, Sam and Alex have their DNA altered in a positive way, but until we can successfully contain that crazy scientist we have to keep you like this.”

“Cool Jerry!” Cheered Alex who stretches around the room as Sam smiles, morphing her left hand into a hammer and right one into a shield.

“Yeah” She tells him, “I might get use to this.”

Clover soon grabs her friends and hugs them tightly, “I’m just glad you two are still alive. I guess that leaves one way to celebrate.”

The three smile and yell, “Yeah!”

Jerry smiles before adding, “Oh and the boys in the lab made this. G.L.A.D.I.S” Soon the assistance gives the two a small perfume body. “So your clothes can, well, work on your new bodies.”

Alex and Sam kiss Jerry’s cheeks and yell, “Thanks Jer.”

That night, in the freeze of W.O.O.H.P. the frozen scientist was grabbed by a thin piece of paper and smashed into bits, picked up by the paper and disappears into the vent. “Gaben, you fool. You still need work. Till then, those three are a problem.” The thing said

The End

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“Ah what a nice day it is today.” A young long haired burette comments, lying on her lawn chair with her husband; he was known as Maxwell Snipe, famous cosmetic creator of the Youth Fountain line of creams and treatment for the skin. She turned her head to give him a smile when her eyes study his face had a look of sheer horror on them. She turns her head to see what her husband saw and gasps in utter terror. It was a monster, eight feet tail of nothing but ooze that dripped on the floor; it had bits of blonde hair sticking out with two large eyes staring daggers at the couple. With a roar it lunges for the young woman.

Diving down to save her, Maxwell gets in between the monster and his wife. “Natalie!” He calls out, “Go get help!” Slowly he begins to get sucked into the monsters body while his swimsuit clad wife runs off to get help when the beast inhales and fires multiple blobs at her.

“SPLAT!” rang through he air as Natalie falls to the ground with the blobs beginning to dissolve her body, with the sizzle being heard in the air, cream like goop pooling under her body.

“Natalie!” Maxwell shouts out before being complete absorbed by the beast.

Over at Malibu U, three girls were busy watching Television with the volume being higher than an old movie theater in the fifties. A young Afro-Hispanic woman named Alex was weeping at the scene she was watching, with tears flowing down her dark skin onto her white skinny t-shirt with a pink heart on it. “Oh Princess Froida, why did Samuel have to sacrifice himself to the Overlord, he could have fought him.” She weeps heavily.

“Alex, it’s a dumb sci-fi flick.” Deadpanned her fair skin friend Clover, a short haired blonde commented at the film, which had black and white filter, old effects that are laughable by current movie standards and a very cheesy storyline.

“Hey!” She shouts in response, “The Battle of Cyberran-4 is a great movie!”

With a sigh, the long orange haired brainiac named Samantha comments, “Girls, please stop fighting, it was Alex’s choice for movie night.” The two ignore her plead and continue to argue when the T.V. begins to flicker widely. “Oh, no” Sam exclaims.

The T.V. soon blasts the girls with a powerful light beam that disintegrate them and sucks the atoms up with their screams echoing in their dorm.

At the stainless steel office of an old veteran, Jerry, waits for his top operatives to appear he hears there screams and a small project popping out the roof. “Ah there they are.” He comments with a smug grin when the projector projects the three images of the trio and has them reform.

“Ow” Whined Alex.

“Jerry, you are so dead” Groaned Clover who slides off the red velvet couch.

Sam feels sick, wobbling off the couch with Jerry letting a small cough and telling them, “Well girls, it’s the latest teleportation experiment. The boys in the lab assumed it’s a smoother way of transportation.”

The three, shaking their motion sick off, sit up right on the couch with Jerry beginning the debriefing. “Four hours ago a police report was filed for the disappearance of makeup moguls Maxwell and Natalie.”

“WHAT” Screamed Clover in sheer shock, “Those two are basically gods with makeup, how did they disappear!?” The blonde seemed emotionally invested from the get go to solve this mission while Alex raises her hand.

“But Jerry, isn’t this a police thing?” She questions with Sam curious herself.

The old spy tells them, “I wish it was but, their home was attacked and completely covered with a substance that is acidic. Something normal police can’t handle. So you three must go investigate why they disappeared, what the substance is, get a sample and stop whatever malicious force is causing this.”

“Now for your gadgets, I have the Expandable Cable Bungee belt, your Jetpack backpack, Absorb Anything Tooth just in case, Fingerprint Tracer Glove to help find clues with the Head Sensor 6000 Infrared Motion Detector Sunglasses and lastly, the Wind Tunnel 3000 Tornado Blast Hair Dryer with a added feature.” He explains the girls, placing the equipment on the counter with his assistance G.L.A.D.I.S.

The robotic assist comments, “Yes, the hairdryer now has the ability to expel overheated air and super cold air.”

“Awesome” Cheered Alex with a smile, as she aims her Hair Dryer around.

“Good Luck” Jerry tells them.

The day in California was getting hot with the Spies, all dressed in hyper elastic suits colored code to Green, Red and Yellow respectively to Sam, Clover and Alex stand in front of the million dollar estate belonging to the Snipe family. The three open the door to discover the ruined expensive house with trails of cream color ooze around the furniture, floor, walls and so on like the place was robbed but nothing stolen.

“Ewww” screamed Clover, standing on one leg, looking down on the trails of ooze around the home of the Snipe’s with Alex a bit grossed out at the sight of all the goo, dripping and sliding around while Sam puts her glove on and begins touching the walls to see if she has any fingerprints the goo might conceal.

“Feels like old pudding.” Sam groaned, feeling sick to her stomach with each touch of the gooey walls. “Why don’t you two go look for clues and help me” She asks them

Alex nods, running to the back yard where most of the incident took place from the police records while Clover being a sneaky one goes upstairs to see what Mrs. Snipe had for makeup and clothing. While the red head continued to look for any figure prints the perpetrator may have left on the walls, furniture or anything he or she destroyed in the house and why the goo was left instead, a small wail was heard coming from behind.

“What the” Sam questions before she gasps to see a large blob monster that crawls over to the spy with sad eyes. She screams in shock at the large hulking beast, walking backwards to get away from the monster. The beast soon lunges at Samantha, wanting to slam and envelop the spy but she rolls under it as she pulls out her purple nail file.

She fires a laser at the monster point blank yelling, “Get away you monster!” The laser goes through the beast like it was made of butter and makes it sink a bit into itself. “Ah, you hate heat huh?” She chuckles. It yells in pain and fires a blob of gunk at the nail file. “Ow” Sam yells out in pain as the nail file lands on the floor in the goo and soon dissolves into purple metal goop.

“Oh crud, that slimes acidic!” She yells in sheer fear as the monster begins firing more blobs at her, wailing in pain from the previous attacks. Sam rolls to dodge them, trying to find some cover from the monsters onslaught of projectile slime. “If this thing’s weak to some heat, then my safest bet is the kitchen!” She thinks.

Running into the kitchen, Sam ducks near the oven and turns the heat up to maximum as the blob slithers in and snarls at the spy. “Come on Slime ball!” She taunts with a wave of her hand making it snarl louder and charge at the spy who jumps over the blob, kicking the oven door down to let the heat enter the home but it stops with a electronic voice telling her, “Door open, please close to continue cooking.”

She yells, “Come on!”

The beast turns, with its large bulbous eyes staring down the spy with a growl. It beings fling more slime at Sam, with a quick action she rolls once more and gets in a crouching position, ready to spring into a jump. The blob snarls once more at her, beginning to charge at her in full force to kill her with is mass and acidic body. Sam gasps, running away with the beast on her tail when Sam gets an idea.

With a quick burst of speed, she goes close to the stove which felt like a mile run for her even though the place was barely a few yards and jumps high in the air like she was a colorful tree frog. With her cat like reflexes she lands on the oven perfectly, while the blob was reckless enough to slam into the oven that Sam slams shut with the beast inside. It screams, wailing in pain as it begins to melt into solid ooze inside the oven slowly, with the temperature rising with every second.

In mere seconds the beast melts away into a puddle of simple ooze that Sam release, flowing out the hot oven. She smirks at her handy work when the sludge begins to moan in pain with the very feminine tone.

“What the?” Questions Sam.

In the master bed room, Clover was in love with the Snipe family since the bed was a Persian master piece with a wood frame that was meant for royalty, the sheets felts like they were made of Egyptian cotton, the mirror was large with multiple, smaller mirrors on the side to help anyone apply makeup on perfectly. Clover, being the vain woman that she is was in complete bliss.

“If I die today, heaven would be this room!” She exclaims with a huge happy grin on her face. She rushes to the small makeup counter, looking at all the brands of the makeup the Snipe’s make for themselves when Clover finds an oddity. With a horrified gasp she yells, “No way! Natalie uses, store brand Eyeliner and cover!?”

The young blonde still in shock, was unaware a large blob was slowly creeping up on her. Shaking her head, Clover looks at the mirror to see it and yelps. She turns, getting her wind tunnel out and aims at the beast and fires, simply blowing it back a bit when Clovers thumb hits a small button by accident and the machine begins to blow cold air that begins to freeze the blob up, slowly turning the creature into a humanoid shape until Clover stops and gasps, seeing a tall man where the blob was, frozen in the frost she made.

The spy in red was in shock at the sight she found and yells, “Alex, Sam! Get up here and see this!”

At the pool, Alex crawled on her belly, examining the slime with a queasy face as she groaned that she was stuck on this lame job. She let a huge sigh out when she crawls over a lot of slime and shivers at the feeling of it. “Ew, ew, eeeewwwwww.” She shuddered in terror.

Suddenly, the ooze surrounds the yellow, cat suit clad spy, incasing her inside the blob monster. “Help” She tried to scream but got ooze stuck in her mouth, silencing her plea for help with the creature slithering towards the street where a small white van waited for it. Slithering in the back, the truck drives away with Alex trapped in the ooze who is worried what could happen to her.

Back at the Snipe residence, Clover and Sam look at the puddle and frozen male statue with only the torso in a humanoid form. “Wh, what happened?” The puddle asks Sam and Clover with the two still stunned at a talking puddle. The puddle was able to look around the room perfectly like she had vision that covered instead of a piece of a sphere, the whole spherical world instead. In her sight she sees the male humanoid and calls out, “Maxwell!”

“Maxwell!?” The two spies shout in shock, that the humanoid creature that formed from the blob and frozen in place was Maxwell snipe, the head of Magical Youth Corporation.

“That’s Maxwell?!” asked Sam.

“Yes. Oh you two must have broken that madman’s control. Thank you, I’m guessing you need an explanation huh?” The puddle of goo asks.

The two nod with the puddle letting a sigh out and begins to speak, “I am Natalie Snipe, head of the R&D, we made the latest break thought in our makeup line to be able to have the body reverse the aging process, melting the wrinkles and old cells right off but it did more than that. It was able to reduce the user to nothing more than living mess of cells, unable to have a complete solid form.” The two gasp at the information the puddle gave them.

“Yes, it is upsetting” She tells them, “But there is more. The man, who invented it, left and took the tester. Next thing we knew this. Please defeat him, find him and make sure he is stop!”

“Yeah, No one hurts my make up goddess and gets away with it” Shouted Clover, with her eyes growing red with a fiery rage. Sam lets a sigh out, when her mind had something click.

She grabs Clover and yells, “Where’s Alex!?”

Over at an old Factory of Magic Youth, Alex wakens in a tube with her eyes only seeing the dark, dank building with makeshift equipment. “Hello?” She asks.

“Hello my dear.” A voice calls from a small intercom, “I see my pet caught a nasty little pest to stop my plans huh? Judging from your outfit, those weird gadgets I melted down into a paper weight and reading the tag on your backpack, W.O.O.H.P. wants to shut down my little idea of Utopia.”

“Hey!” Alex yells, “Why am I in this tube? What plan?”

With a small chuckle the voice tells her, “Oh my, the little pest wants to know the plan. Well I guess I must spill. I want Utopia, and to do that first I must make an army. Second, we will destroy the idea of beauty, the idea of wealth, the idea of government until nothing is left. Then I shall rebuild life as we know it. You see it will not be in my image, but the image of the people.”

In shock, the spy yells, “Are you insane?!”

Soon in anger he shouts, “Insanity is your obsession with beauty you low evolved piece of crap! You and your allies are like this! Now enjoy servitude as my slime minion!” Soon ooze from the top hits Alex in the face.

“Hey” she screams in rage.

But the rage was short lived when she felt an odd feeling take over her body, with her face beginning to sag towards the ground like she was deflating. “What’s happening?” She asks in fear with her lips stretching and sagging to the floor. Her ears begin curling and stretching downward. She swayed with her body, collapsing and deflating into a small pile of brown and yellow.

“Odd.” The voice comments, “It seems something in your body reacted differently, you are not ooze but, something else. Interesting, interesting but I must to more test. Something tells me your allies are coming.”

Outside the factory, up a few hundred yards in the clear sky was Clover and Sam were flying at full speed to the factory with the Jetpack Backpack churning powerful flames. “Come on Clover, we got to save Alex, I’m hoping what ever happened, she was giving that mind control make-up!”

Clover yells, “Yeah, or a pile of goo!”

When the two land at the ground floor, they soon see a man standing tall at the door with his foot impatiently tapping on the floor. “You’re late, I am pretty mad you interfered” He tells the two, with the spies shocked at the man waiting, a young blonde haired man who was dressed in black jeans and a white shirt that matched his lab coat. “Now let me crush the problem!” He shouts at the spies.

With a quick dash he getting to Clover’s face who soon gets in a fighting crane pose with Sam in a bear pose, ready to attack the villain who wanted to nip toe problem already. Unknown to them the slime that caught Alex was slithering up the roof to sneak attack the two spies.

“Hi-ya!” shouted Clover who begins to kick the man right in his chest, however, her foot went right through the man, stretching his clothing with her leg while Sam tries to punch his face, only for it to go right though and splash cream goo around her fist. “He, he is slime!” She shouts in shock.

“My turn” He chuckles.

With a quick action he turns his left hand into a small hammer, slamming Clover upside the head with a powerful swing sending her to the floor. Her body rolls with Sam shocked at the fast swing when the man left arm soon stretches and uppercuts the green clad spy, the fist being solid enough to hurt her chin and making it fill like a shotgun was fired point blank at her jaw. Sam went flying a few feet before landing on her back, feeling the sheer pain with Clover moaning in agony on the floor.

Sam gets back up and grabs her Wind Tunnel, setting it to Cold and begins blasting the man who melts into a puddle, getting out his cloths and slithers out of the way with Sam chasing him with the wind Tunnel. Soon he fires a whip of slime out of the puddle and slams into her left leg. She screams in pain, slicing it with Sam getting down on the floor with one knee.

Soon the puddle reforms with a smirk on his face, “Ready to surrender?” Asks the man who morphs his hand into a sharp object as the blob aims at Sam’s left arm where the Wind Tunnel was held.

Sam yells, “Like heck I am!” She shouts as she aims her Wind Tunnel for a point blank shot as the blob fires but was stopped by a large yellow sheet with a familiar head sticking out of it. “Nice try blobby!” It shouts.

Sam fires and tries to freeze the man who begins to slowly freeze, frost growing on him as he stabs Sam in the left side of her body. She screams in pain with Clover looking up and yells, “Sam!” The sheet punches the blob with a stretchy hard and reforms into Alex who yells, “Sammy!” in fear, breaking the arm off of the frozen slime so they can hold Sam.

The blob snarls loud and fires a blob at them with Clover dodging with Alex forming a protective yellow bubble around Sam. “Alex, what happen?” She asks weakly with Alex putting her finger on her lips to keep her quiet.

“Please, don’t talk.” She says.

“Alex” She says weakly, “Let me be hit by the goo. I have a plan.” She coughs a bit, getting weak.

“But” Alex tries to protest.

“NOW” She shouts.

Alex soon stretches out of the way when the slime hits Sam right in the head, her body begins to drip on the floor with her face stretching to the floor with her body bending a bit. She groans, as her head turns featureless with her hair pooling under her head while her suit deflates with goo pooling out. Clover, in a rage, grabs her Wind tunnel and turns it to Heat, blasting the blob and melts away, falling off the roof and landing on the floor.

Clover runs to her puddle with her suit empty and dripping some of the ooze, she goes to her knees and cries, “Sam!”

She slams her fist to the floor mad and sad with Alex crying heavily until the puddle shivers a bit and lets a small moan of pain. “Sam!” both girls call out with a smile.

At W.O.O.H.P., Sam was naked, but as a slime woman with her body and hair shining a bit with Jerry, who has a blindfold on comments, “It appears, Sam and Alex have their DNA altered in a positive way, but until we can successfully contain that crazy scientist we have to keep you like this.”

“Cool Jerry!” Cheered Alex who stretches around the room as Sam smiles, morphing her left hand into a hammer and right one into a shield.

“Yeah” She tells him, “I might get use to this.”

Clover soon grabs her friends and hugs them tightly, “I’m just glad you two are still alive. I guess that leaves one way to celebrate.”

The three smile and yell, “Yeah!”

Jerry smiles before adding, “Oh and the boys in the lab made this. G.L.A.D.I.S” Soon the assistance gives the two a small perfume body. “So your clothes can, well, work on your new bodies.”

Alex and Sam kiss Jerry’s cheeks and yell, “Thanks Jer.”

That night, in the freeze of W.O.O.H.P. the frozen scientist was grabbed by a thin piece of paper and smashed into bits, picked up by the paper and disappears into the vent. “Gaben, you fool. You still need work. Till then, those three are a problem.” The thing said

The End