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A Pain in My SIDEKICK

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Wonderella let her communicator ring about eight times before she reluctantly extended an arm and grabbed it off the coffee table.

"Heeeey," she said, not taking her eyes off the television screen in front of her, "What's up?"

"Are you kidding me?" Queen Beetle's voice was clear and incredulous. "Wonderella, are you even in the city? How could you not notice the monster stomping through downtown? This thing is incredibly strong, I need you down here right now!" There was a crackling of small explosions in the background.

Wonderella's back stiffened and she sat up straight in the recliner. "Oh my god. Where are you?"

"On 34th street!"

"Oh. Soooooo, pretty far away from all the actual fun places in the city." Wonderella's eyes slid back to the episode of Glee playing on her TV. They were going to sing soon. "It's pretty strong, huh? But you have your beetle powers! The proportional strength of a beetle! Wow! What do you need me for? I'll only get in your way," Wonderella said as she turned up the volume.

"Ugh, why did I even bother to call you? It's like, I know what I'm going to get, but I just keep going back to the well. Never mind, I guess I'll just --" An alien roar drowned out the rest of Queen Beetle's words and there was just the beginning of a short, high-pitched gasp before the phone emitted a blast of static. The line went dead.

Wonderella resentfully rose from her comfortable position on the chair and walked over to the window. Sure enough, she could see dark smoke lazily rising a couple miles over to the east and the Wonderella signal was high in the sky. She put her hand on the window, then quickly drew it back. Jesus, it was cold out there today.

She looked back at the TV. She thought of that pained sound Queen Beetle had made before the phone cut out.

"Fuck. Okay, where's my cape?"