The Platinum Collection

MEANWHILE...

*Fiona, Carmy and Penny are heading out to the city*

Fiona: So this is where they went nuts.

Penny: Just hope my signal jammer can do the...OW!

*Penny gets stung*

Fiona: what happened?

Carmy: Something bit me!

*Fiona and Penny wince as they get stung, each girl gasping before they glow in agony changing.*

*Penny's body starts to turn metallic*

Penny: Feel...so...powerful!

Fiona: *glistening with platinum.* "So...gorgeous!!!"

*Carmy beams as she becomes more muscular*

Carmy: So... much...POWER!

*the three platinum muscular droids stare off at the city, gazing at the direction of the four heroes.*

Fiona: "Targets acquired."

Carmy: "time top lay."

*Anty and Rote are heading towards Sal, G and Vibes*

Anty: Something very weird is going on.

Rote: You don't say...

Rena: "Hey!" *waves before fiona's platinum rockets blast anty and rote back.*

Fiona: sorry. those three belong to the platinum collection!"

Rena: *stumbling as the debree kicks up. The sight of Anty and Rote getting cut off by Carmy and Penny was qutie visible.* "ngh...not now..."

Fiona: *going up to the three blown up foxes.* "Oh come on you three. Time to join the party."

*Penny zaps them all*

Penny: I'll get them back to peak condition!

*The three were getting deflated down as their bodies coat in metal, bulking in muscle and platinum.*

G: "Aahhh...much better."

Vibes: "about damn time...I feel ready to bust hero asses!"

Sal: "How about we start with these three chumps?"

*Anty gulps*

Anty: This is bad.

*Rote sighs*

Rote: You got any of those smoke potions?

Anty: Why?

Rote: Because we'll need one to get out of here and run to the car.

"That's it!"

*Rena had to inhale quick when getting her focus back, concentrating, and swelling her breasts out with air. She exhales hard in blowing out a large debree of gas from her lungs, smoking the area.*

*the platinum bots stumble back before going into infared vision, noticing rena grabbing Anty and Rote to book it to the car.*

*They drive off*

Rena: Move!

Rote: "I'M MOVING I'M MOVING!"

*The car speeding off at high pace, with the platinum collection chasing after.*

Rote: "OH not this time." *Pulling on a lever, he causes the vehicle to burst out rockets that propel them beyond reach.*

*Anty sighs with relief*

Anty: That was too close.

Rena: "I don't get it. Why them and not us?"

Rote: "I don't know. Maybe it's a personal grudge on the one gal who made a pussy cat out of his perfect creation?"

Rena: "I was trying to make her see differently!"

Rote: "Well now you got six new platinums to try that fun little logic on! Take your pick!"

*Anty sighs*

Anty: This isn't helping Rote!

Rote: *Muttering.*

Rena: Dr.Anty. Is there a way to make an antidote?

Dr.Anty: "We'd need to head back to my lab with a sample of whatever's gotten them turned into such monstrosities. I'm sure I can whip up a couple of test batches - 42 being the luckiest number - and -"

Rote: "news flash we don't have time for the meaning of life!!!"

*Anty gulps*

Anty: Just hope they're the only ones affected.

Rena: "...I hope van and amber will be alright."

Rote: "no way we're checking on them. they could be taken next."

*Rena sighs*

Rena: Much as I hate to admit it, I think you're right.

Rena: "We got to get back to the lab then. You still have anything left of PP from the last time Sal had her?"

*Rote ponders this*

Rote: I'll check my samples.

Rena: "Right. Let's hope we're not too late..."

*They speed off and eventually arrive back at Garage Mechanique*