From The Lair Of Dr. Earth – Pt. 2
Previously on “From The Lair Of Doctor Earth” – Doctor Earth begins to hatch his fiendish plot to rule the whole of North East Cambridgeshire, primarily by confusing the difference between debt and deficit.
“Bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaaaa,” said Doctor Earth as he stood before his huge wide screen monitor system and gained a bird’s eye view from his orbiting satellite of the area known (to him) as Fanland. “The local MP in this area is too popular. I must damage his reputation thoroughly. But how?”
“Meeeeooowww,” Said Mephisto, his black cat, who was curled up on the Throne Of Bones and entirely comfortable.
“I considered trying to kidnap some gay people and influence the weather – a bit of flooding would soon dampen their mood. But they seem well prepared for such things in Fanland. I can’t understand why. I should probably do some research about the area, but that would take up valuable shouting and gloating time.”
Doctor Earth paced away from the view screen, angry at the colourful Christmas lights he could see in each of the towns. These people were having altogether too much fun. Before you know it their different groups might start making friends with each other, and then where would he be?
“It is simply intolerable, Mephisto! I find it morally repugnant that I am not the accepted all-powerful ruler of Fanland. Indeed, I shall unveil my new Policy of Rulership of Fanland. The first priority in that policy will be to make me the accepted all-powerful ruler of Fanland. It is the very first thing I need to do so solve the problem of my not being absolute ruler of Fanland.
“Wait! Mephisto! I’ve got it! I know what we can do to conquer this strange, flat place.”
Mephisto looked across quizically. Or as quizically as a cat can look, anyway.
“Hills. I need some hills. Fetch me my cane and my monacle, Mephisto. And my tailor. I’m gonna need a bigger coat.”
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.