"Well ain't this a peach?"
TT finds himself in the Baxter. A place he's visited many times before. His old buddy Ben works there after all. And he joined the Frightful Four once and invaded the place. The first thing he does is go to Roberta the Android Receptionist.
"Hello Texas Twister. Welcome to the Baxter."
"I ain't got time for no dilly dally, this here's a number one priority emergency."
"Please state the emergency."
"I'm about to be hunted down and killed by some varmint named Lord Tampon or somethin'"
"There are no records of a "Lord Tampon" in my database."
"Lord Templar!"
"Accessing Avengers Database. Ah yes... Here he is. Oh my, he seems to be quite powerful."
"No ****, Metal Britches! Now how can I take him down?"
"Actually Mr. Twister I don't wear pants. I don't even have legs."
"HOW THE HELL DO I DEFEAT HIM??"
"Activating full security. HERBIE security droids activated. Doombot Drones activated. Localized Force Fields activated. Stun artillery activated. Time Displaced Panic Room activated."
"Hot damn! I reckon this might not be as hard as I thought."
"Armory access granted. Please follow the blue arrows."
"Armory? Roberta honey. You keep talking to me like this and I'm fixin' to marry you."
"Fixin'? I am undamaged."
"Stay connected to my SHIELD communicator. I may need ya later."
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"Where in tarnation am I?"
"You are currently in maintenance shaft 112.4. After spending three hours in the Temporal Panic Room familiarizing yourself with the Shrink Ray, Holo-Projector Helm, and the structural layout of the Baxter you utilized Dr. Richards' travel shafts and exited the Panic Room. Exactly one minute has elapsed in the 616 Space - Time Continuum."
"Lord Tampon?"
"So much like Mr. Storm. Lord Templar has split into six distinct avatars. He is currently searching the building for you. The avatars seem to be phasing and teleporting through out the premises."
"Well dammit, girl!!! Cain't you stop him from doing that?"
"Activating Red Ghost Protocols. Matter displacement fields activated. Phasing now impossible."
"And the teleporting?"
"Activating Diablo Protocols. Dampening Fields Activated. Teleportation prohibited."
"Prohibited? Not impossible?"
"Magical energies unpredictable."
"Sum*****."
"HERBIE bots engaging Lord Templar."
"Fine. Now I just gotta find a way to corral this desperado."
"HERBIE bots down to 60 percent reserves."
"Think! Think! Think!"
"Doombots engaging. Stun Artillery engaging. HERBIE bots at 20 percent."
"I cain't do it! How the hell am I supposed ta defeat him? I can't stop him! The only thing I could possibly do is ..."
"HERBIE bots down. Doombots 50 percent. Stun Artillery infrastructure compromised."
"Roberta! Where's the Negative Zone portal?"
"ACCESS DENIED!"
"Oh come on sweetie! Couldn't I just dump that evil yayhoo in there so me and you can enjoy a nice can of oil together?"
"ACCESS DENIED!"
"What are the other portals in this dump? Ben says he's travelling to other dimensions every week."
"Current portals include : Time Platform. Microverse Platform and Vehicle. FictoVerse Platform and Vehicle. Attilan Portal. Negative Zone Portal. Doombots 20 percent."
"Activate that damn flying bathtub and send it at them! Now gimmie access to that Microwave Verse!"
"ACCESS DENIED!"
"Is there any portal that has a low priority?"
"Attilan Portal active in emergency situations."
"THIS IS A GODDAMN EMERGENCY!"
"Portal unlocked and waiting in Section D. Doombots down. Stun Artillery compromised. Fantasticar Mark 1 engaged."
"Hot damn! You just turn it on when I say, "Now!"
Section D
"You have lead me a merry chase. But it's over."
"You think so, pardner?"
"I know so. Now your life energy will be mine."
Lord Templar reaches for Texas Twister.
"NOW!!!"
In a blinding flash the image of Texas Twister waivers and turns into what appears to be a Thing Suit. Silmutaneously the Portal to Attilan fades into view over Lord Templar. In a flash Lord Templar is absorbed into the gateway as a look of anger washes over his face.
In a moment all is quiet. Until Texas Twister fades into view. He is in the far corner of the room and one inch tall. He is also wearing what appears to be the Thought Projector Helmet.
He walks over to the portal.
"Yippie Kayay, mother ****er."
Texas Twister Ring Outs Lord Templar