The Bad Guys (my version)

The Heist

Hey guys! Sorry for delaying the publication for hours. I was sick as I felt that I had a fever, so I decided to sleep more today. But now I felt better, I had time to post this. Enjoy the heist!

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"So here's the plan. Like every year, the ceremony will be held at the Museum of Fine Arts..."

The plan was set. They would infiltrate the fancy-pants event at the Museum of Fine Arts, posing as guests who were there to celebrate the life and achievements of that annoying guinea pig, Professor Marmalade. During the festivities, they'd sneak backstage using Web's clever hacking skills. Wolf finished explaining the plan for the gang, "...where the Golden Dolphin will be positioned just beyond the backstage curtain."

"Pssh," Piranha said, waving a fin. "Sounds easy."

"Sounds easy, hermano," Wolf agreed, "But to get there, we need to bypass three levels of security. So. Step One: We'll need to blend in."

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The Bad Guys all got to work finding their costumes for the night. Since most of their lives were spent stealing, getting gussied up for a party was a new kind of fun. By the time the party rolled around, they were all set. Wolf had chosen a snazzy suit, along with a dapper fedora, silk tie, fake mustache, and tinted glasses. He had mastered the part of a fancy movie star, like George Clooney as his muse and guide. That guy always looked good.

Shark, meanwhile, had gone the opposite direction, cramping his body into a gorgeous gown that was stretched to the limit by Shark's massive, muscular form. Perched atop Shark's head, Tarantula had fashioned her long limbs into the shape of a butterfly fascinator hat.

Snake went old-school, complete with a classic suit, handlebar mustache, monocle, top hat, and a pair of fake arms to help fill out the look.

Piranha squeezed into a kid-size coat, a tiny top hat, and tails, looking handsome and a bit childish—but it did the trick.

Hornet was hiding under Piranha's hat, poking his head out to see. He didn't need a disguise as he was too small to be noticed. This was a good advantage to him, but it could be lonely sometimes... not being noticed by others, but he was happy he always got to notice by his friends.

When they arrived at the museum, they joined in with a long line of guests who were already milling about, waiting to enter the event. There was a grand staircase stretching up toward the Fine Arts Museum, and the group of disguised Bad Guys had just begun to climb the steps when a stretch limo pulled up at the bottom of the stairs. Many of the guests turned to watch as Professor Marmalade, the eccentric and good-natured do-gooder who would be honored that night, popped out of the limo and began his own march up the stairs to the party. Paparazzi flooded in around the little guinea pig, eager to snap shots of the evening's featured guest.

"Professor Marmalade..." Wolf muttered, "This year's recipient of the Gold Dolphin and the most annoying good guy on the planet."

Marmalade waved to his crowd of adoring fans, then stepped up to talk with Tiffany Fluffit, the eager news reporter who'd been assigned to the night's festivities. "Professor," Tiffany started. "In the past year, you've stopped wars, fed the hungry, and saved countless pandas. Some have described your goodness as second only to Mother Teresa!"

Professor Marmalade nodded, putting on the look of earnest humility. "Oh, Tiffany, it's not a competition! And if it were, it would really be more of a tie. But we can all agree that there is a flower of goodness inside all of us, just waiting to blossom."