Blaster Disaster
"Yes! That's it!" Dr. Intelligent said. He immediately started to plan out his macaroni destroyer.
"Why is this so difficult? How could I not know how to contain the orb? Every design would blow my hand off!" Dr. Intelligent was pulling out his hair and banging his head on the table. Every few minutes, a piece of paper would be crumbled into a ball and thrown off the desk.
By the time he came up with his final design, crumbled balls of paper piled up to his knees.
He had to order parts from several places to make this work. He sanded down bits that stuck out and remade the pieces that were too small. The gun design had a medium-sized barrel and an orb of energy stored inside of it. On the outside, there was even a battery controller. This time, Dr. Intelligent knew he got it right with the macaroni blaster. After an entire night of working, the weapon was finally finished.
Dr. Intelligent put a bowl of macaroni on the table for his first test. He aimed his gun at it and pulled the trigger.
ZRRRRRM. The gun charged up. BOOM. ZAP!
All there was left was a bowl shaking a little bit on the table.
"Yes! This is what I was going for! The ultimate macaroni destroying gun!"
Dr. Intelligent held the gun in his hands for a second. He moved around his room pretending to shoot down everything. He practiced with targets until his arms ached. He really wanted to go evaporate every piece of macaroni in the world, but all of this inventing was exhausting. I'll get some sleep, he told himself. The next morning, he would attack.
"Oh ya!" It was 8:30 a.m. and the sun was shining. Dr. Intelligent put on his sunglasses and walked confidently down the stairs with a case on his back headed towards the nearest storage room.
He looked back, nothing was there.
"Is there something behind me?" He looked back again.
He turned around and crossed his hands. "Come out! I know you're there!"
"Hey! What are you doing here?" One security guard approached him.
VRRrm. BOOM! He fired the gun.
"AHHHHHH!" The guard flew back and slammed onto the ground.
"You stand no chance with my gun." Dr. Intelligent pointed the blaster at his face. He stepped towards the storage room when a dozen other guards ran at him.
Boom! Boom! Boom! They were launched back. Dr. Intelligent fired the gun over and over again before they could do anything.
"Haha! My gun is undefeatable!"
"WAHAHAHA!" Dr. Intelligent walked to every box of macaroni and shot it.
"One, two, three, four, five boxes of macaroni. Someone stop me!" Dr. Intelligent continued to destroy macaroni with his gun.
When he went to shoot the sixth container, he felt a fist hit him on the side of his face. He got kicked in the back, sending him falling to the ground. His eyes shot up to see who it was.
Dr. Intelligent recognized the yellow suit, the black hair, and blue eyes.
"Mac Boy. You little rascal. I'll kill you!" He started to shoot at the teen troublemaker with his blaster several times. All Dr. Intelligent could see was a bit of yellow light zooming across the giant storage room.
"AHHHH!" There was a giant crate of macaroni flying towards him. One by one, Dr. Intelligent fired his blaster at anything in the air, but the crates just kept coming from the direction of Mac Boy.
He shot and shot. Then, Boom.
Dr. Intelligent could see Mac Boy drop to the ground. There was a pause. For a moment, he realized he'd just shot a 12-year-old and the boy wasn't moving.
Dr. Intelligent got up and walked over to him. His mind raced. There was only three percent left in his gun if Mac Boy got up and started to fight again. One last shot. I could end this right here, he thought. He aimed the gun and pointed it at Mac Boy's face.
From up above them, a voice echoed from the speaker. "Thanks for taking each other out. I couldn't have done it better myself."
The crates started to transform. Dr. Intelligent watched each piece of macaroni turn into a leg, an arm, and even a head. Before he could realize what was even happening, tons of tall robots surrounded Dr. Intelligent and Mac Boy.