"As requested, I have created a stronger version of my Pterosaurus. He is at your command, Elsa," In strode the evil ranger, whom Amelia didn't care to look to see. She knew the creature was with him by their heavy footfalls.

The redhead was too busy using a pencil, a ruler, and multiple tools to draw the Facility's layout. Her large grin and excited eyes went unnoticed by everyone else since her head was craned over the cleared station in the Throne Room. I need to make sure I draw out the section where all the Cyborgs are being made! I want to destroy every single part of that hell hole! Confidence made her gaze narrow after a giggle escaped her broadened smile.

"This creature failed us before. What makes you think you will succeed this time?" Her Beasty's words filled the room as the mad scientist continued to line out the second floor on the paper.

"This," Elsa began, whom Amelia still didn't peek at to see what she was doing. "Its mineral components are the same as the Power Ranger's dino gems. It will render them useless," Again, the redhead cared little at all to look at Elsa when she explained or at the Pterosaurus who she could hear eating the mineral.

"Interesting," What she heard from Mesogog was a lack of actual interest, it almost sounded sarcastic but it still wasn't enough to deter her attention from her paper.

"Mother. Your heart rate has increased. Are you perhaps excited?" Despite the mumble Amelia heard from Elsa, her blue eyes finally snapped away from the paper to see her robotic baby approach and stare with her white emotionless eyes.

"Yes! Yes, I am excited! Hahaha! I'm almost done with the layout! I have three floors to map out and I'm onto the second one-- as we speak!" Back to the paper, she put the pencil to it and continued with the layout. If she had looked at Elsa, she would've seen an amused grin on her, but alas she didn't. It wasn't long before she heard the invisiportal echo, which indicated that the goth and the stronger Pterosaurus were left to do as the storyline demanded.

"Excellent! The sooner we establish a plan, the sooner we can ambush that poor excuse of a scientist!" She heard him from behind and the faint thuds from his shoes that came closer.

Ignore him for now! Ignore, ignore, ignore, ignore-- As she frowned and hardened her stare on the sketched layout in progress, the quiet stretch of Mesogog's clothes when he craned over her shoulder to watch, sent her into a flustered mess. I can't ignore him! EEE! He's so close! The breath on her neck and the feel of his chest against her back, made her breathing a bit unsteady.

"Mother. Your heartbeat is erratic. I am picking up increased heat signatures and-" Before Angel could continue, Amelia's finger lifted to her robot's face. Her flushed cheeks and stern eyes proved how the redhead fared in her predicament.

"No! Bad Angel! Bad! Do not give out personal information about how my body is--" Before Amelia could finish her sentence, she could feel Mesogog straighten up and feel his claws gently hold her shoulders.

"Yes! Tell me how she is reacting to me. It will be far more amusing," There was almost a lift in his voice when he spoke; it didn't help her flustered state or unfocused mind.

"You are NOT helping!" Twisting her torso so she could peek at her man, her finger was lifted to his chin but squeaked and flinched when he barely bit it. "Gasp! How dare you. No cookies for you then!~" She teased and grinned like mad after she whipped to face her paper again; she leaned to continue the sketch.

Amelia missed out on the curious head tilt and the confused avert of his eyes. "Cookies?" Amelia almost spat if she hadn't tightened her lips to prevent it.

"Yes! Yes, yes! I... Am going to bake some cookies for you, Elsa, and... Whoever else wants them. I've been dying for some chocolate chip cookies with Reese's bits inside.~" This time she began to hum, sway her head and her hips at the thought of such sweets. What made her stop her little dance was when she felt claws rest on her waist and a delighted grumble behind her ear. Her fingers froze amid her sketch but tried her best to snap out of the surprise to continue to the second floor. Why is he holding my waist? And what is up with all of those odd growls and grumbles I keep hearing from him? Her brows knitted and her face flushed at the proximity he kept.

"Sounds... Delicious.~" There she went. Those words drifted into her ear and felt warm breath on her again, but this time it was accompanied by a cold, wet sensation that made her stiffen.

"A- A- Are you drooling?!" Straightening up, lifting her arms close to her sides and away from the paper. It took her by surprise when she realized it was saliva.

"Perhaps. However... You will not share those cookies with anyone else unless I permit it. They come from you and whatever comes from you, also-- belongs to me," As Mesogog explained, thoughts rushed to Amelia's head so fast she had to shake her head and slap her cheeks to snap herself out of it.

"Alright then-- Anyway~!" Shaking her head, she saw Stevie in her peripherals and couldn't help but grin. Especially when he donned a similar stare to Mesogog, one full of suspicion and curiosity. "Stevie! My baby!" The moment she felt her man's claws release her, she sprinted and crouched in front of her Franken Baby to pet his head. "How's my evil baby that's not really evil?~" Baby-talk left her lips as she cooed and since his face had gotten wider, she had to use her both palms to lift his chin.

All she received was a huff of air and watched his golden hues meet a similar pair over her shoulder, before returning to her blue ones. "Oh, don't mind us.~ Have you been a good evilly-evil baby that's not evil at all-- for Mommy?" When she puckered her lips and cooed again as she did before, a faintly amused wheeze from her Beasty was heard close behind her.

The happy flail of his prehistoric tail and twitch of his Doberman-like cat ears told her that he had been. "Aw! Well, why don't you go keep your Daddy busy while I work more on the Facility layout?~ It'll never get done if I'm too distracted," Her last bit was emphasized when she peeked over her shoulder at a very leaned-over Mesogog, whose hands were against his back, and watched the side of her face.

"Are you implying that I am distracting you? You have worked on the sketch for an hour," Disappointment could be heard, so when the redhead glanced at her Beasty she saw skepticism in his eyes which looked her up and down.

"Noooo-- psh... Sort of," With a waving gesture of her hand, she smirked. "Anywhooooo, let's take a break then! Stevie needs some fresh air and he needs a much larger environment to spread his wings and fly. So-- for some practice, I have an idea. I... Want to go to the beach!" Thankfully Amelia used her opposite hand to lift into the air, if she hadn't she would've clocked her man in the jaw.

"How is that productive?" From Stevie to her Beasty, she blinked and stared for a good moment.

They kept eye contact for roughly an entire minute until she grinned. "You'll just have to find out, now won't you?~" With her tongue stuck out and a wink, she was quick to sprint out of the Throne Room. However, the faint thuds from behind pushed her into a harder run, and ignored the confused whines from her Franken Baby. "I am off to chaaaange! Do not enter the bedroom!" Cried the redhead as she squealed and turned a corner to enter their chambers. The moment the double doors opened to their room, she whipped around to the side once she went in and spammed the close switch like an elevator button. Close, close, close, close, close, cloooose! Her heartbeat skyrocketed when she saw Mesogog almost reach the room until the doors closed in his face and locked. "Woo! Hahaha! I'm getting better at this running game!~" With both fists in the air and a large grin, she cheered. Her smile soon dropped the second she heard the doors unlock and slide open.

There in front of her, dignified and composed with a smug lift of his chin, stood her man in all of his prehistoric glory. "Well... Crap," Still yet her arms remained high, nervous sweat began to build when she watched his head lower and expose those intense eyes she loved so much.

About ten minutes later, Amelia ran out of the bedroom clad in shorts and a bathing suit top, which the dino man couldn't avert his eyes from. "Again-- how will this benefit any practice for your pet... When you are going to the beach for some fun?" With both arms behind his back, she blinked at his slow and professional strides.

"Who said the practice had to be boring? Why do you think I learned juggling?! To test myself and see if I can handle test tubes without breaking them! I'll show you later when the machine's done, 'cause we are going to be busy-busaaay!" Her lab coat which dangled over one arm, was soon swiped by her man's claws and it made her gasp. "Well then... Thank you, thank you!~ Off we go then. Steeevieee!" After she pointed down the hall, the same hand was used to cup one side of her mouth to extend her voice.

One minute, two, her lips puckered, and as soon as her eyes narrowed with suspicion, a dark chuckle echoed behind her. "Don't laugh at my misery! I am trying... To call for my little baby.~ Hush," Again, they waited, for her foot began to impatiently tap. However, the second she saw her Franken Baby speed down the hall, the heavy thuds from his sheer mass and large paws sounded throughout.

"Finally. Now, let's go--" Mesogog was about to pass her by when Stevie tackled him and began to nuzzle his hard cheek. What the redhead heard was priceless to her, the grunt and the two heavy thuds from both of them sent her into a fit of silent giggles. "Why did you tackle me?! Get off of me, you useless thing!" What he said displeased Amelia to no end.

Gasping faintly, and frowning, anger became evident when she kicked his leg and gave him a hard stare. "Mesogooooog... Don't be mean to Stevie, he just likes you! If you're mean to Stevie then you will get no cookies or cuddles from me," Her fury burned in her eyes when her gaze settled on his awestruck ones, which soon turned annoyed. The growl she heard and the avert of his golden hues told her he had nothing to say. "Stevie-- off. Now. Shame on you! What have I told about that?" Her scolding finger and motherly tone made the smaller beast's ears flatten in shame and scoot off of her man. Regret could be seen in his eyes before he started to bash and rub his hard, thick head against her calf. "Thank you... Now, go say sorry to your Daddy! You could've hurt him," One glance at her Beasty and the amused glint in his eyes was noticed. Her face flushed momentarily, so she had to move her attention from him.

"I see... You were right about him learning manners. But do not think that something as simple as that could hurt me," In her peripherals, she saw her Franken Baby carefully lick Mesogog's cheek. From there, the dino man stood and made an invisiportal appear. "Let's go... Any more time wasted could have been time spent plotting against the Power Rangers," With that, she watched him leave and saw how the portal stayed open for her.

"Hehehe. Stevie-- go fetch me your bucket of Raw meat, please.~ We're going to need it," There was no need to look to know her baby had run off to do as she asked.

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Moments later, Mesogog, Amelia, and Stevie stood on an unpopulated beach somewhere on the coast of Reefside. The sand crunched beneath his shoes as he trekked along her side and watched her carry the bucket of raw meat.

The scold he received moments ago felt like a Mother scolding her child, it amused him to no end. To have her scold me like that... I had to avert my eyes. There was no arguing with her. However, it was amusing to see her act like a Mother to her pet. From the ocean waves down to the bucket his woman carried, a mischievous sensation bubbled in his chest and resulted in his version of a smirk.

"Aaaalright, Beasty! What Stevie and I are going to do is play fetch!" From the bucket to her suddenly waving a fist in the air, which he easily dodged, his attention returned to her and watched her walk backward.

"Why fetch?" It confused him. Fetch was meant to teach a pet to bring something back or to stall time and have fun. So what theory she had in mind, if those were the reasons, was beyond him.

"Fetch teaches a pet to listen to commands and teaches them motor skills. Stevie needs an open environment to spread his wings! So-- I plan to do just that. I... Am going to chuck some meat out into the ocean to make him fly across and dive-- to find it! That way, he can get some wing exercise and it will teach him how to swim, which results in muscle development and memory!" The clap, the excited grin, and the giggles proved how enthusiastic she was.

I never thought of it that way. Interesting. Swimming is a good way to strengthen muscle, which is required if he is to be Elsa's steed in the ambush we will plan together. A momentary thought crossed his mind before he leaned close to her face and used a claw to trace along her jaw. "Good. Then I will watch from here," Seeing her face darken a deep red stroked his ego yet again. The giggle and the broad smile that came next, made a smug look cross his face before he saw her step back.

"Yay! Okay! That's what I was hoping for actually. My Beasty needs to relax once in a while and not stress over stuff.~ Stevie!" The second she turned to face her Franken Baby, Mesogog quickly snatched a piece of meat and held it behind his back. What he had in mind would surely get her soaked, but he had to wait for the right moment to act.

When he saw the average-sized beast run to her, wrap his tail affectionately around her leg, and bash against her hip, he began to fiddle with the raw meat in his claws. Wait for it... The slack of his maw and the lift of his chin proved how amused he was at the plan he had.

As soon as a similar pair of golden eyes met his, he pulled back his arm and tossed the meat directly toward the ocean. If he wasn't a master at composure he would've peed himself from laughing, but all he did was wheeze when she squealed.

"Mesogog! You jeeeerk!" Stevie dragged her through the sand and straight into the ocean to chase after the meat. The pet completely forgot that he was attached to the redhead, so he had no idea Amelia was being tugged along.

Hearing her outburst, he had to clutch his stomach and cover his mouth to prevent as much laughter as he could from coming out. A huge splash occurred when Stevie soared across the ocean's surface and dove. There he saw Amelia fly into the air and sink with him. Dark humor, was his kind of humor, even if it involved his woman he would still get a kick out of it. Now that... Was amusing.~ Straightening up, slacking his jaw, and watching the redhead struggle to swim back to shore, it was tempting to go help her.

But the glare he received when she made it back and the quick spit of salt water from her mouth, almost made him go into a fit of wheezes if he hadn't been such a professional at facades. However, her frown turned upward and her eyes squinted, from there he knew she was up to something. What is she planning? His eyes were full of suspicion when they trailed down to see the meat in her hand that she had planned to use to play fetch; he watched it soar high over her head when she chucked it.

Closer and closer it got, it fell right into his claws when he opened them. It was hard to pay attention to both, the interval between the piece of meat flying and Stevie sprinting gave him little to no room to react in time. He managed to brace himself, for the average-sized beast rammed into him like a football player on a field, and felt himself skid back through the sand with the massive weight on his chest.

"Payback!~ Hahaha!" From afar he heard her yell, followed by several claps from her and hard laughter. "Woo!" Again, she cheered and laughed again.

The moment he felt her pet pick up the meat and trudge back to the redhead, he groaned as he went to stand up to brush off the sand. After he did, he gave her his signature intense stare that made her grin fall. She will pay for that... With a burst of speed, he sprinted after her. The squeal he heard was adorable to his prehistoric ears, for sand kicked up and giggles flew through the air with it.

"I'm going to get abs from running away from you all the time! Hahaha!" The closer he was the more eager he became to snatch her around the waist but he knew he had to wait a bit longer.

Abs... Amelia with defined muscles would be a bit too sexy.~ I should chase her more often. The pull on his maw showed how amused he was, but what he didn't expect was to be tackled again by the massive beast of muscle that was her pet. With a heavy thud, face-first into the sand, he fell. Within seconds he was released when Stevie got off of him. This annoying pest is going to see the end of my claws if he continues to do this! Growling, glaring at Stevie, his annoyance worsened when he saw mischief in her pet's golden eyes and the playful sway of his tail. "You did that on purpose. So be it!" Through a growling voice, he yelled. He had enough of Stevie's self-amusement and being tackled, so he did the same to him.

They wrestled, fought, swiped, and slammed each other into the sand countless times. Their hard thuds and plops echoed with each harsh throw. He had no idea that Amelia stopped to watch the supposed bonding moment between the two guys, for he yanked on Stevie's wings while the pet used his tail to tug Mesogog backward by his neck.

"Alright, guys. No fighting! Shame on you! Honestly," As soon as they heard Amelia's voice, he and Stevie simultaneously looked at her and froze amid their actions. The fold of her arms and the click of her tongue were enough to make the dino man remove himself from Stevie's backside.

"He deserves every bit of punishment for tackling me," Grumbling irritably, through the sand he was approaching her and saw her face reach his chest when he stood before her.

"You call that punishment? Look at him! He looks absolutely thrilled that you wrestled with him!~" Mad giggles, cooing, her large grin was confusing him. So when he turned to the side to view the hybrid again, he saw him rolling around in the sand, groaning with happy trills, and flapping his tail. "You two need some serious playtime together. He's big, he's heavy, and he's still a baby, so he's going to be rough. He wanted to play with you, that's why he tackled you so much.~ You're also able to handle that kind of rough play," Back to the redhead, he could tell she was overjoyed to witness such a rare moment between them.

"I never cared to play with him and I never will," Hissing, growling between his words, he tried to get his anger across but it only seemed to make her grin and giggle.

"Says the person who pets him on occasion... Or lets him walk with you through your Fortress.~" There it was, another comeback. He watched her lift a finger to poke his chin and tread past him toward Stevie.

"You always have to have the last word in," His annoyed grumbles resonated from his throat when he tipped his head and made his eyes drift down her backside. He was being distracted by the scars on her back and thighs, that he almost ran into her when she stopped. To avoid being caught red-handed, he had to step back and keep his hands behind him, when she whirled around with that same finger pointed at his mouth.

"Only because, ninety percent of the time... My last words are correct.~" With that she faced Stevie, crouched, and began to rub his belly after the hybrid rolled onto his back.

He couldn't argue with her about that. There were a lot of times that she was right and it sort of unnerved him. But at the same time, he couldn't find it in himself to snap at her for knocking him off his pedestal a bit. How could he? She saved him on countless occasions because of her correct judgments, protecting his lab from being destroyed by Solar's soldiers and Cyborgs. Her calculative mind surprisingly surpasses his, when it comes to planning. As he recalled everything she had done and gone through, his hurt pride was quickly forgotten and an excited sensation fluttered in his chest.

"Then... I want you to develop a plan for me, to attack the Power Rangers. If you believe you are correct most of the time-- prove it to me," His upper half craned over her crouched form to lean close to her ear and used one of his claws to coil a strand of red around them.

"I said-- ninety percent of the time. Meaning-- the other ten percent are all of the mistakes and miscalculations I've made. I'm not saying I'm better than you and I know I'm not. We all have our strengths and weaknesses that make us different. You're better at robotics and plants than I am! You're better at ambushes too, if you consider the fact that you literally ambush the Power Rangers at random times. Why do you think I'm asking for your help with making a plan against Solar? I'm not gloating... But I will express my confidence if I know my plans will work!" The confident grin on her lips and the glint of liveliness in her blue eyes, when she looked at him, made him speechless.

All he could do was stare silently at her and look deeply into those pools of bright sapphires. With an affectionate lick of his tongue to her upper lip, he groaned and stood up straighter. So she's not overconfident. She is just confident in her plans if she knows that they'll work. I'm assuming-- if she thinks of all of the possibilities she can come up with and puts them into imaginary play with her plans-- that is what helps her decide what to change to get the best results. She doesn't simply whip together a plan and hope it will work... Each time she opens her mouth, she catches me off guard. It never ceases to impress me... The more she speaks the more I learn about her. I like it.~ If he had looked at her instead of the rocky edge across the beach, he would've been able to see the stunned and reddened expression on her face.

From there, they continued their practice. Stevie got his exercise in and Amelia took turns with Mesogog playing fetch, which gave the hybrid a harder time. The strength behind the dino man's throw was stronger than Amelia's so the distances the hybrid had to trek varied depending on whose turn it was.

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"It hasn't returned yet... A.O.D. was sent out on a retrieval mission and it hasn't come back with Dr. Ray!" Solar's voice boomed through the halls of his Facility, as his loafers echoed and trudged past frightened workers.

"Sir-- if I may... Why not send out a large number of Cyborgs after them? Perhaps about five or ten? If Dr. Ray is cunning enough to destroy the Cyborgs and somehow A.O.D, she wouldn't get very far with an ambush of five or ten," A man accompanied Ace's side when the said scientist passed by a lengthy window that exposed a vast forest and an ocean on the horizon.

"A.O.D. cannot be destroyed by any means... Unless she somehow got her hands on an EMP machine. But I highly doubt she would destroy her pride and joy, the very invention she worked hard on for most of the days she was employed in my Facility... This means-- she must have made some sort of backup in its machinery or AI somehow! If that is the case, then no amount of Cyborgs would be enough to retrieve her," As much as he hated the idea of giving her dignity, by calling her a she or a her, he didn't want to give away her secret of being a tool or a database for Project B. The clench of his jaw made his teeth grind and held back the desire to spit back at the man accompanying him.

"However, sir-- if A.O.D. was somehow reconfigured to take her orders instead, it wouldn't fight back--" Before the guy could continue, the sharp glare made him shut up and the pause in his step caused the man to lower his eyes.

"Send twenty! We have our own little robotics lab and hundreds of those Cyborgs are already made... We can spare a few more to try and get her back. Even if they aren't as up-to-date as the newer models. Besides, I would like to pay their world a little visit. With twenty of them on her tail and me in the back to snatch her while they're distracted, without a doubt I will come back with my hands full... I'll go get dressed," With that, he sped past the man and headed toward the elevator. He didn't need to see the guy sprint through the halls to take the longer way to the robotics room, for he sighed and rubbed his face to wipe away as much stress as he could.

"Twenty... Not even a snoop who got away from the Facility in time, would be able to outrun that many.~" The icy smirk he donned was full of malice, as his dark eyes watched the elevator sink past ground level to reach the bottom of the Facility.