|Raptor and the Snake
Author: Flamist.Rika PM
After being busted out of jail by a mysterious girl, Cobra Commander has another shot at world domination- with the help of a stranger who he calls 'Holly'. Does he still want to be the king of the world? Or does he want something else instead? CobraxOCRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Chapters: 19 - Words: 53,447 - Reviews: 22 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 01-16-12 - Published: 12-27-08 - id: 4747920
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Raptor and the Snake
She reclined on her couch sideways, watching the TV, eating from a pint of ice cream with a spoon, her pets around her.
"David Brendon here with our top story. Cobra Commander has been, once again, caught. We'll go to Brittany who's live." It changed to the other news reporter, Brittany Londora, who pursed her lips and nodded.
"Thank you David. I'm here with Duke. (reporter turns to Duke) Now, is it true that you've arrested this-'Cobra Commander'? We want to know- is he ever going to get back out?"
"There is the possibility, yes, but for now- there's no way Cobra Commander can get out. We've thrown him in one of the strictest and most secret jails. I'm sure he won't be getting out anytime soon." She glared at the television.
"Mommy, we found the location of the jail-" "In which the Cobra Commander-" "Is being kept!" She smirked at this.
"Goodie! Is everything ready?"
"Then let's go!" She said, standing up, flipping her brunette hair over her shoulder, smirking deviously. "I wouldn't want to be late." She pet one of the three raptors that stood behind her couch. "Hold the fort boys."
"-Click- Yes!" They replied, after several quick clicking of their tongues against the roof of their mouth. One of them handed her a teaser gun. "Have fun!" They all chimmed, as she walked out the door.
"Let the games begin." She purred.
(G.I. Joe Holding Cell 12, Sector A )
"Hey Cobra- you've got a visitor. Your sister's here." One of the guards reported, making Cobra Commander look up in curiousity, as his visitor was allowed in. She gasped.
"Oho, so this is where you've been! Oh, I've missed you so much!" The strange brunnette cooed, as she came over and hugged him. She sat next to him on his bed, looking as happy as a kid in a candy store. She purred like a cat. "Meow- you're cuter in real life then on TV!"
"Who are you?" Cobra asked.
"I'm who ever you want me to be, Cobra Commander. But, in the end- Its gonna be me breaking you out." She squealed. "I'm such a big fan of your work, I couldn't stand that they got you all cooped up in here! Unless of course you like the horrid things they serve here than a home-cooked meal."
"I haven't had a home-cooked meal in so long." She smiled, clapping her hands.
"Yey! Oh, I'm so happy to hear that!" She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Commense operation Recoil." She said to her bracelt.
"Zzzzt- Yes mother. -zzzzt-"
"What's in that?" The Commander asked, making her grin and show off her bracelet.
"A small undetectable microphone that goes to other bracelets- I call them Telecets. Cool, yeah?" The wall crashed down, making Cobra Commander jolt, as a large lizard hissed. She smiled. "Right on time, Aqua- now flood the place!" The lizard growled, changing into a tidal wave, and sweeping through the entire sector, washing away all the guards, as she grabbed the Commander's hand and ran out. "Whoo! I feel like I've just robbed a bank! What a rush!"
There was a limosine outside, awaiting them. "You first Commander." She said, before he got in. "Allen! Take us back to the house- he'll need some new threads before we can take him to the mall." She smiled at him. "I have put a lot of thought into all of this- You won't get caught by the Joes anymore, Commander, Sir!" She giggled, crossing her legs. "Why are we going so slow?"
"We're going 40, Mother-"
"Pedal to the metal, STAT! We don't have time to be crusin'!"
"Yes mother." The Driver responded, before slamming on the gas, sending the car into the 60's on the speedometer. "We got Commander- We get home-cooked food tonight?" The driver asked, looking at her in the rear view mirror. She nodded.
"So- tell me, what's this all about?" Cobra Commander asked. "Why did you get me out?"
"I told you! I don't think its right for a mastermind, such as yourself, to be locked up in a cell. Commander Sir, we are like- artists. The entire WORLD, is our canvas! Our minds; the brush." She turned to him, smirking. "I only wish- to dry off your paint brush and provide the paint."
"I see- so, what shall I call you by?"
"My pets- they call me Mother- but you can call me anything you'd like- My only wish is to stay by your side. I'm the owner of a large company that rakes in quite alot of cash- If you need it, I'll supply it." He nodded.
"I'll call you- Holly." She smiled.
"I hope you don't mind- I got all your uniforms and suits washed and steam-pressed. All your helmets are polished. you can use my home as a base, if you wish- Down with the Joes!"
He only laughed. "You read my mind!" He commented. "You seem to have a lot of these- pets- do you make them?"
"How's about making me some snakes, hm? A Boa Constrictor- maybe a Cobra."
"I'll begin when we get back to the house, Cobra Commander. Your wish is my command." She sneered, leaning forward and knocking on the window that seperated her and the commander from the driver. "Darling, phone the house and tell those slackers to tidy up, will you?"
She looked back at the Commander. "My house is such a mess- I appologize in advance, Cobra Commander."
"They are finished with the cleaning, Mother-" The driver interupted.
"They mean they shoved everything in closets and under bed-" She growled, getting up and snatching the phone. "Fools! Stop slacking and clean! Garbage in the trash can, plates in the sink! We're on our way over there as we speak, and I have a very important person with me, so it'd better be clean!"
"Yessss, Mama." A usion of voices could be heard on the other end, before she hung up.
"More like a set of kids trying to be 'Mommy's favorite'. Its like- they can't SURVIVE without your help, you know?" The Commander nodded, before the car came to a stop. They both exited from the vehicle, shutting the doors, and walking towards a one story house. "Better be clean-" She muttered, as she opened the door and walked in, Cobra Commander following her in. Suddenly, a trio of raptors jumped out.
"WELCOME HOME!" "AAAH!" Cobra yelled, breathing laborously, trying to catch his breath from the shock, while Holly gave them all a dirty look.
"Jesus, you guys, you basically got him foaming at the mouth! Game over, tards!" She snarled at the raptors, who whimpered, lowering their heads. "Now, to repent, show the Cobra Commander to the Master bedroom, if you would? I have to make dinner- Oh! Commander, what would you like?"
"...Steak..." Cobra Commander said simply, before being led away by the raptor trio, as she set up dinner.
"So- Commander- like your room?" Holly asked, taking a bite of her medium rare steak. She and Cobra Commander were the only ones at the table, scaring him.
"Where are your pets?" The Commander asked. "The bedroom is fantasatic- like a throne room."
"Down in the basement-They're raptors- they feed on those retarded enough to come within 500 meters of my property." Holly answered simply, taking another bite. "But I made them a gormet meal, so they'll be fine. They like the meals I make-" She paused, glancing up at him. "Do- you like it?"
"Y-Yes, of course, its great! Very tangy!" The Cobra Commander answered hastily, as if trying to redeem himself after being caught seeing his sister change. She smiled.
"Thank you- Oh my, you don't know how nervous I was that you wouldn't like my cooking!" She said, looking so relieved. "If there's anything you need, just tell one of my pets or me if you wish- You don't mind if I walk around my house in my under short and shorts do you?" He shook his head, blinking.
"It is YOUR house- I don't see why not-" She grinned in disbelief.
"Heh- I know, right? You're so cool! Oh, I got you a camera phone- Your old one was rather disgusting- I hope you don't mind." She said, handing him a new cell phone. "Go crazy-" He took a picture of her, making her blink.
"I've always wanted a picture of a nice looking girl on my phone-" He looked at her. "And now I've got one." She blushed, laughing nervously, before going back to her meal. She hastily finished, getting up, before stiffening and falling over. "HOLLY?!" One of the raptors exited from the pantry- or- what the Commander thought was the pantry.
"Mister!" The Commander jolted, looking at the raptor. "Ugh- she ate too fast- what you do, mister? Scare her or something? Probably somethin make her happy you say- she get embarrased easy, yeah." The raptor went to a cabinet and opened it up, pulling down a small bottle labeled 'Heart burn', opened it, shook the bottle until there were two tablets in its hand, before shoving the tablets into her mouth. "There- human body has invulentary swallow action- so I just put bottle away and mommy's body does rest." The raptor said.
"You've very smart for a dinosaur." The Commander said.
"Mother thinks of everything- she say, 'Be four steps ahead of your enemy'. She made her first set of reptors able to talk- the others speeak short phrases- sound like romanians, like myself. There are five floors underneath house and lots of traps to lead you to them. They have the rest of the family down there on the levels. Mommy think of almost everything- ALOMST- she make mistake sometime."
"She's alright- right?" The raptor gave him a toothy smirk.
"I tell her you worry about her when she wake up, but she just sleeping. If you want, I throw some ice water on her and wake her up, yes?" He contimplated on whether to get her to make his snakes or not.
"The snakes- how long will it take her to make them?" The Commander asked.
"Not long at all!" She smiled. "I'd usually delay for others- but you're the Cobra Commando! So I'll get started now!" She said, grinning, strating to get up.
"Ah-!" She stopped, turning around to look at him.
He looked around to see her half eaten meal. Stall for time... "A-Aren't you going to finish your food?" She looked at it.
"Tch- I don't want to, but I suppose this body needs nutrition..." She said rather reluctantly- defiant- but acceptance, as she grabbed her plate and gobbled up the rest of the food. She dropped it in the sink and bolted down the basement stairs. He smirked- he liked her appetite.