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"What about Bedlam?" Kon asked, slipping a little as he tried to stand, before just giving right up, and floating a few inches off the ground.

"...And we weren't really us?" Tim frowned in confusion. "Bart, that was almost a year ago."

He glanced over at Kon for confirmation and snickered quietly to himself. At least he had managed to get up without having to reort to flying.

Not that he could.

"I guess Bedlam must have messed with time again and dumped us all here." Bart mused, apparently all he needed to do is make a scout, but.. okay maybe later. He didn't feel tired anymore..

"What if we're dead?"

He looked from Kon to Tim, then to Kon again. "What if we're dead and this is... This is the bad place?" If there was ever going to be a better time for a ominous voice to be heard in their heads, it would probably be now.

||You are not dead.||

"Aaah!"

Female voice. Coming from everywhere!

Was someone watching them while they were all naked?

Bart's attention was brought to Kon initially, then catching up with the voice in his head.

"We're not?"

Tim started and looked around. "Who's there?" he demanded.

||The closest possible pronunciation of my name by human vocal chords is STA'C K'LTRRB'TXFT, though you may call me Stacy, if you wish.||

"Hmm. At least she sounds hot? I mean, for someone keeping us all kidnapped an naked, at least it's a hot chick and not someone really disturbing, like, say, oh...Dr. Light. Could be worse, right?"

"Oh, hey STA'C K'LTRRB'TXFT." Bart replied.

Tim blinked and turned slowly to face Kon. "I need to never, ever have that thought again. Ever." He shuddered a little. "Ugh. And it would be so much better to, you know, not be naked?"

"That's what I mean," he said to Tim. "Could be way, way worse."

Good gravy, thank you, God, for it being a chick supervillain. If he'd woken up naked and covered in sticky stuff and it was a dude...

"Then again, this is, like...the fourth or fifth time I've woken up naked after getting captured by somebody, so it's getting kinda old, anyhow. Worse because of the goo. In places."

Giving up on decency altogether (figuring whatever freak was watching was going to get a view of something naughty, no matter what) he shook his arms to try to get some off, and then extended his teke field just a little to cause it all to slide off to the floor.

"Ugh."

||Clothing can be provided.||

Phosphorescent pustules along the floors blinked with a pale yellow-green light, in a trail leading through the caverns.

||Follow the lights.||

"Your villains need better hobbies." Bart replied as he walked swiftly down the cavern pausing only to wait for them. His mannerisms, almost jittery body language would signal to the others that his patience or lack there of was limited, despite his desire to stay together.

Tim eyed Bart and Kon both with envy. He would have loved to not be dripping goo. "I don't suppose there's any kind of shower available?" he asked, a little wistfully.

He eyed the lights along the floors. How did this place manage to make lights look gross? "Hey, I read Lord of the Rings. I thought you didn't follow the lights. Didn't they lead to watery graves in the Dead Marshes?"

And... he'd just cemented his status as biggest geek. Again.

"My villains need hobbies in general," Kon said to Bart, and rolling his eyes at Tim, put a hand on his shoulder and extended his TK field to get him goo free.

"You didn't deserve that. Getting ungooified," he said, pulling his hand away. "Because you're such a nerd."

As usual, he was joking, because that's what you did with your best buds--tease the hell out of them.

"If that way be clothes, that way be clothes. Let's follow the Yellow-Booger Road."

"Wonder who the wizard is? Think he's a booger too? Getting a big snot theme here, aren't we?" Bart said, staying several paces in front of them at all times.

"Think I could get my Impulse costume back?"

||Clothing will be provided.||

Tim tossed a grateful grin at Kon. Being not covered in smile was awesome. And he wasn't going to think about the implications of Kon's TTK removing the goo from his naked self.

Nope. Not going there.

He smirked at Kon. "You know you're jealous of my enormous brain, which is full of nerdy knowledge. Only I said that in a way that's cool and doesn't make me a complete loser."

He began following Bart and Kon along the path the lights made.

"But My cloths?" Bart replied to the voice as he walked.

||Your clothes are not available. Clothing durable enough for your superspeed will be provided.||

"Oh. Are they gonna be made of snot? Are they gonna have Goggles like my costume? Also why isn't my clothing available?"

Bart replied, looking up and around only briefly, as if trying to direct his attention to what he whom he was speaking to.

||Your clothing will not be made of mucus. Goggles will be provided to protect your eyes from irritants entering them at high speed. The information regarding why your uniform is not available is classified.||

"Why?

"You didn't say that in a way that's cool because there is no cool way to say that," Kon had been saying to Tim as Bart harassed this "Stacy."

"Bart! Stop tormenting our potential captor. At least until we have pants."