On the other side, Amelia crashed through the Throne Room and slid across the floor, but she didn't waste any time gathering her bearings. Her wings sprawled a bit to gain balance and she was quick to trot toward the strapped chair.

"Lord Mesogog!" Elsa yelled, to which the redhead chirped her Argentavis voice and lowered her form so that the goth could assist. Those blue eyes stared pleadingly, watching her pull him off of her backside, and saw the beast put an arm over one shoulder. "Master, how did this happen? Did Solar attack again?" If Dr. Ray didn't know any better, she could've sworn there was pure worry etched onto her face.

"Yes! He sent twenty Cyborgs after us and trapped us on a building undergoing construction. However..." Mesogog trailed, sat on the strapped seat's edge, and gave the large bird a contemplative stare. Despite the absolute pain on his shoulder, which he held, he didn't stop thinking about the look on her face when she lunged over the side after him and the tears she shed.

The way she screamed his name, how she reached out to him, the devastation in her eyes, no care over her well-being. She risked others learning her secret, her safety, and her dignity just to save him. It felt strange to know she was willing to go that far for him. "She saved me," The moment he said that he and Elsa saw her bird form fall forward unconscious and begin to revert. Smaller and smaller, every avian feature disappeared and revealed a naked Amelia who he had to avert his eyes. "Cover her up!" Demanded the beast, for he leaned back to lay on the seat and moved his legs to straighten them out.

"Yes, Father," He didn't need to look to know A.O.D., who carried the lab coat and spoke, wandered to Dr. Ray. The flap of the coat indicated she covered her, so when the robot returned to his side, his intense eyes laid upon a white pair and watched her lift a tube of liquid. "Might I suggest using one of her medicines?" As soon as she asked, he swiped it from her hand and flicked the lid off.

Down the hatch, he drank it like a beast and gulped. He could feel the tingly sensation all over his body, it was more noticeable on his shoulder than anywhere else. As he sat there and moved his attention back to the unconscious redhead, he grumbled at the new predicament she was in. "Why is she unconscious?" Each time another issue occurred, his annoyance would worsen. Especially now that she had taken in full DNA for the first time and had it result in this.

"Perhaps... It has something to do with her body undergoing a large change? Maybe she took on more than she could handle," Mesogog didn't care to look at the goth, who stood with folded arms and answered.

"If she falls unconscious each time she takes in complete DNA, then that will only hinder our plans," He didn't like it. How she's left defenseless and stark naked after she reverts, could leave her vulnerable to attackers. However, from the sudden twitch of her fingers and a faint groan, he and Elsa watched her sit on her knees.

As fast as he could he had to whip his head away. For once, he was flustered, not because of any perverse thoughts of her but because the lab coat was open in the front. He was thankful he did in time, so to not see anything.

"My lady. Let me help," The goth's shoes clicked across to reach her, which told the dino man that she ran to aid her and to cover her more.

"L- Lady? Thanks... Anyway!" The faint pats from her feet on the concrete floor grabbed his attention. As soon as he looked at her from the side of the seat, she was completely closed in the front. "Are you okay?! Are you still bleeding?! There's blood on your shirt! Did he get you anywhere else?! No broken bones, no lacerations?!" Panic reflected in her eyes, he could tell she was devastated if her frantic touches and tugs on his limbs meant anything.

"Will you stop that?" He raised his voice. It was annoying to see her behave as if he was on the verge of death. But at the same time, it made his chest feel odd and he didn't want her to stop. There was a strange inner conflict he didn't understand.

"No! I won't!" A tan finger pointed at him when he saw her worried blue eyes sharpen with strict determination. "Now, stay there and rest! I'm going to get a washcloth to clean you up," With that, she stormed out of the Throne Room and left him to A.O.D, and Elsa.

"Why do I try?" The shake of his head proved how defeated he felt, which only enticed his annoyance more, and made him angry.

"She's got tenacity, Master," The shrug of her shoulders, the fold of her arms, and her head toward the double doors that shut on Dr. Ray's way out, showed she wasn't bothered in the least.

"That... She does," He couldn't agree more. Mesogog groaned irritably and stared at the ceiling for a while, however, he felt he could move his shoulder. When he saw the wound it was easy to tell how quickly it was healing, for there was but a small gash instead of a large circular spot. I'm not going to let a mild injury like this slow me down. I cannot appear weak... I am not weak. With that thought he pushed himself off of the edge of the seat and was careful not to jar his shoulder during his trek.

Even after all she'd been through, he didn't want to look like a wuss in front of her or anyone for that matter. The questionable stare from Elsa went unnoticed as he made his way to the top of the steps and turned to sit down. It was difficult to suppress his growl when he saw her expression, for his head tipped to angle his intense gaze and leaned back to rest. "Why are you staring at me like that?" The rapid taps of his claw on the seat's arm only proved his impatience and annoyance.

"Forgive me, Sir. Are you... Perhaps-- courting her or simply dating her? I know it's not any of my business, but if she is going to be a permanent--" He didn't care to let her continue, the next growl he gave her stopped her speech rather quickly.

"Indeed, it is not any of your business!" He leaned forward and prolonged the last word with a lengthy exhale before he tipped back to sit better. "However... To court is to date until marriage. Simply dating her is out of the question. When the dinosaurs have returned, I will rule over the planet and she will be... My Queen," By the time he answered, the smile on the goth showed she liked the idea but it fell the moment Amelia ran through the doors.

Donning a new outfit, a small bucket of water in one hand and a black cloth in the other, the redhead sprinted the best she could and noticed he wasn't in the strapped seat anymore. "Mesogog..." The glare he received and the pout on her lips made her look cute, especially when she groaned.

"I need to sit here-- and you're not where you belong," His annoyance was swiftly replaced with amusement when he gestured with his claw toward his lap. Yes. With me, forever. A brief thought crossed his mind when his eyes glinted with possessiveness that he didn't realize had shown.

"No! You... Are not where yooouuu belong! You belong on that seat, laying down and letting me tend to your wound! Let Mama Amelia take care of her Beasty.~" With that he watched her walk to one of the chemistry stations and place the bucket down.

There was no way he wasn't going to miss this chance. With her being distracted by the water and rag, he took the opportunity to examine her legs more. Just... Checking for more scars, yes. Gradually, his eyes drifted from the back of her thighs to her ankles, and unfortunately, he used it as an excuse to check her out. He would never admit that part to himself, that he liked her legs. Her light blue shorts and black tank top complimented her vibrant eyes. He would've corrected himself if he had noticed he was leaning on an elbow and over the chair arm. 

"Since you refuse to lay down-- I'm coming over! Prepare thy self, for a thorough scrubbing!" As soon as she wrung and whipped the cloth out, it slapped her face. Face-palming was inevitable, Mesogog had to hold back his wheeze and cover his eyes from the silliness that never ceases to entertain him. "My bad.~" He heard her, to which his gaze lifted to see her trudge past the goth and up his steps. Even Elsa had to stifle a giggle, unbeknownst to them.

"Yes. Play Doctor over here... Where you belong," The slight sting was still there, but he knew it would be healed soon.

"Should I leave, Master? That way you two can flirt without an audience," The smirk on her lips and the amusement in her brown eyes proved how she liked the display.

"No!" He whipped his head in her direction, and ignored the redhead when she began to wipe his shoulder; of course, he had to look around her frame to see the goth. "Now..." a momentary pause ensued before he continued. "What is your report? Did you complete your task?" His chin lifted when he leaned back and straightened up, so Amelia could clean him.

"Forgive me, sir, I didn't. Zeltrax came and took it. I don't know how he survived," Replied the goth who looked about as worried as a cat stuck in a tree, which aroused his anger more.

"Not only is that ingrate still alive... But you let him steal my serum!" The point of his claw and leaning forward a bit, he saw no other person to blame except her. However, the faint slap to his cheek caught him off-guard and made him look at the redhead.

"Now, now, you can't blame her. Stop it. She tried, so stop being salty," The tone she used was as if he were a child trying to pick a fight. It unnerved him to receive such treatment but at the same time, it amused him and diminished a bit of his anger. To the side, he saw the repeat of the fight against Zeltrax on his screen to make sure his disappointment wasn't misplaced and glanced back at her.

"I didn't exactly let him! I put up a good fight," There was some attempt to reassure in the goth's brown eyes but he could tell she was a little upset about her loss.

"Not good enough, from the looks of things," As soon as he said that, he received another slap but with the wet cloth instead, so he stared at her for the longest time and saw her return the same gesture. "Stop that!" Yelling at her didn't seem to faze her, for he watched her make a dramatic gasp and scoff.

"Then stop being saaaalttyyy!~" The stomp of her foot, the squint of her eyes, and with her hands on her hips, he growled at her stubbornness. However, she did the same thing to him and glared into his intense gold eyes. "Now, hold still!" Her cloth lifted and continued to wipe at the blood on his shoulder.

"Well, the Spring's still there. Why don't I just go and scoop up the water?" From Amelia's determined eyes to the goth a few feet in front of him, he wanted to grumble at her supposed incompetence.

"The flow of the ecosystem has been broken. Now the Spring is useless. I need... That tree," Raising his claw for emphasis, he was hoping it would convince Elsa to hunt that Cyborg down and retrieve it but what he heard next baffled him.

"You might as well give up now. It's not gonna happen.~ Just watch the area where the tree was and you'll see!" Chiming in happily, Amelia was using her fingers to move the material from his shirt out of the way and began to dab beneath it. "It looks like it's healed up! Yay! Now, after you're done watching from here, I want to work more on that machine! It's getting late, too. It's almost time for dinner and I still need to feed Stevie!" The victorious stance she took, the bright smile she donned when she finished up, and what she said, left him nearly speechless.

"Good. Very well," He spent no more time tending to Elsa and made the monitor hover closer to do as his woman suggested. Many moments later, after watching a giant tree creature fall and checking where the Spring was, Zeltax appeared. He saw the Cyborg shove a teenager out of the way and kick down a yellow guard rail. The tree chunk in his arms was swiftly planted into the Spring, making its energy rise into the air and course through him. I hate... When she's right, sometimes. Growling, and hissing, he stood from his seat and went down the steps. There he yanked on his woman's wrist to drag her along and ignored the disappointed stare from Elsa as he passed her.

"Easy, easy! You're claws!" He froze upon those words. No, he didn't want to damage what belonged to him, it angered him to know that he had to be careful with his claws and grip strength when it came to her. Nonetheless, he turned, picked her up Bridal style, and trudged through the double doors; the giggle she heard pleased him to no end. It seems she's beginning to get used to how I handle her-- which is good. The slack of his jaw and the tilt of his head were visible signs of delight. He ignored A.O.D. when she passed them by. She was doing her daily patrol of his Fortress to ensure everyone's safety.

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After what felt like a few days, with Mesogog coming and going no thanks to the transformations, they were finally done with the machine. "Woo-hoo!" Fists pumped into the air as the redhead hopped with excitement. There before her was a large Tesla of some sort, propped up on a large metal base with thick cords and other sophisticated pieces.

"It's done! It's finally done! We did it! That took forever.~" Mad giggles escaped the more she pondered the use of the machine and wiggled her fingers in front of herself. The hype was unreal, she couldn't wait to dive into the next part of the plan. Turning around, she saw Mesogog wipe the grease off of his claws and watched her feet rapidly stomp with eagerness. "Okay! Next up-- I want to try this on Stevie! I want to make him grow up big and strong!" She was too much in a hurry to notice the dino man shake his head and aim the cloth at her. "Steeeeviee! Come here, boy!" With both hands over her mouth and as loud as she could, she called for her Franken Baby.

However, she froze in place when Mesogog's rag landed on the side of her head and obscured half of her vision. "Ew-- really?" She had to peel it off of her face since the grease made it stick to her skin and gave him a very displeased look.

"Worth it," The barely slacked maw, hands clasped behind him, and the lift of his chin told her he didn't regret it at all.

"No, no- no, you have to say it right. Ahem... L'Oreal. Cause I'm... Worth it.~" With a flip of her red curls and a purposefully stupid pose, she could've sworn she heard him chuckle.

"Says the person... Who has grease on her face," There it was, his signature head-tilt, his amused smirk never ceased when he stared at her ridiculous behavior.

"There wouldn't be grease on my face, if you didn't throw that at me," Averting her eyes, arms folding, a childish humph left her lips. Her antics were quickly replaced with a smile when she saw her Stevie barrel into the room and trot happily to her. "Baby! Stevie! Are you ready to grow big and strong?!" Her question confused the poor Franken Baby, nonetheless, she leaned and pressed her palms to her knees. The cock of his head was the only answer she needed before she sprinted around the side of the odd Tesla and flipped a switch. "Mesogog, can you aim the head of the Growth Machine at him, pleeeease?~" Craning her head around the side to peek at him, she gave him several blinks and a large smile.

All he did was stare at her with his hands against his backside. "You want me to... Because it's too heavy for you, I take it?" When he asked, an excited, rapid nod and a giggle was the answer she gave him.

"Now's your chance to show off those muscles. Hehehehe.~" Fits of giggles, a red face, and a hand over her mouth, said just how perverse her thoughts became at that moment. Yes.~ Flex for me!~ A brief thought crossed her mind before she heard him wheeze faintly and reach for the machine's head.

"You are ridiculous," With that, he rotated the head toward Stevie, who they saw sitting patiently and politely.

"You like my uniqueness! Now-- time for Frankenstein's line..." Trailing off, giggling like mad, and pulling on a handle next to the switch she continued. "Puuuuull the leveeeer!" From a downward harsh yank on the handle, the orbs that were placed at the tip of the head, flared crimson once electricity channeled through the Tesla. She didn't get to see the amused smirk on her man's maw or his face-palm.

Across the room where Stevie sat, red energy zapped out and turned into tendrils; similar to how Gruumm's staff turned Mora into Morgana. They wrapped around the hybrid and expanded to the size of a horse. As soon as the tendrils peeled off and disappeared, there stood the feline dinosaur in his fully grown glory. "Whoooo! It worked! It worked, it worked, it worked! It actually worked! Beasty! Look how big he is! They grow up so fast!~" Several claps, giggles, and hops from her sheer excitement would make just about anyone awkwardly step away. But not Mesogog, for she saw him step closer to her and stare at Stevie for the longest time.

"He looks like an overgrown scaly cat... With wings and a raptor tail," Replied the dino man, as he examined him closely with a slow cock of his head.

"Because he IS... An overgrown cat with wings and a raptor tail!" Exclaimed the redhead as she too inspected her Franken Baby. "Hmm, but the saber tooth fangs are new. Longer than the rest of his sharp teeth. Oh, well! I did combine a Manx with a dinosaur.~ Which means he's bound to grow other feline features! The prehistoric DNA probably drew it out," The finger she held up when she fully faced her man, a confident grin soon stretched her lips, and energy radiated off of her like a bright flame in the dark. "Beasty. Are you ready for the next part of my plan?~ We... Are going to create many, many, many more artificial eggs and embryos!" She started to get more excited than she was before. Drool almost escaped her mouth when she giggled and gently raked her fingers down her face.

"Your insanity is showing," There was a lift in his tone when he watched her stare into space and mumble calculations that he couldn't hear very well.

"Good-- I think! Anyway-- let's get started! I'm going to need everyone to pitch in for this because we're going to be spending days making these! Let the growth of our prehistoric army, begiiiin!" Both fists lifted in the air when she screamed to the ceiling and let her insane laughter fill the room.

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https://youtu.be/vewUDIrbl-E

(It's her character theme! :D)

Feet sprinted across the room and passed Elsa who put an embryo into the top of an egg. "Hehehehahahaha! Yes! When made thirty so far! Our goal is one hundred!" Her butt landed in a wheeled chair and made it race across the lined-up stations. Her mad grin never left her when she easily snatched two to four filled test tubes and leaped off of the seat.

She was all over the place, for she paid Mesogog and the evil white ranger no mind when she ran across the lab to another egg. Juggling the tubes, swaying and dancing about, she caught them effortlessly and ripped the lids off with her teeth.

Her Beasty was in the middle of molding an artificial egg when he stopped to watch her dance about with dangerous chemicals. "Hahahaha! Yes! Another one down!" Yelled the redhead, when she scooted a container full of liquid off to the side and ran to another one not far from her.

She flicked an empty test tube toward the evil ranger, who was in the process of filling up other ones. Her skills showed when it landed into its holder and clanked loudly.

Left, right, everywhere, she ran and put together chemicals to create more embryos. To an unattended empty, artificial egg Mesogog sat aside, she ran picked it up, and moved it to Elsa. The goth shook her head and grinned at Amelia's energetic display, unbeknownst to her of course.

"Raptors, Pterodactyls, Compies, anything you guys can think of that will benefit us during the ambush would be perfect. I'm not that knowledgeable with prehistoric species so I'll leave it to you guys to decide and I'll be the one to recreate their DNA!" She was thankful for their cooperation and no complaints, for she danced about, and giggled during her spree of creating chemicals.

"Of course, my Lady," Elsa seemed to approve since her smirk turned into a large grin and carefully placed another Embryo into an artificial egg.

"Please, stop calling me that-- I am no Lady.~" With sass and a hand on her hip, she pleaded. Nonetheless, Amelia sprinted across the room again to collect the egg from Mesogog and was quick to place it next to Elsa.

"She will call you that, because I demand it," Whipping around, the redhead saw him work on another mold and watched him peek at her over his shoulder.

"F- Fine, whatever! I just won't take it seriously then," Heat rose to her face when she pouted and turned away. Jogging quickly to the evil ranger's side, she joined him in making the chemicals to speed up the process.

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More time was spent creating the eggs and embryos, days passed when they finally finished the one-hundred streak. She was already in the middle of growing the dinosaurs since the head of the Tesla was zapping at an egg and making it grow within the tendrils.

Mesogog and the evil ranger were the only ones in the room until he heard light clicks behind him. He didn't need to look to know who it was, the sound of a confused hum told him it was Elsa.

"Master. How long has she been going at this?" The question carried surprise in her tone, but it still wasn't enough to make his attention move to her.

"Two days... Without stopping," He could see the excitement and tired bags under her eyes. "She has not eaten, slept, or much else since she started this and it's starting to show," He was too much in awe at her determination to finish the army, especially since she hadn't stopped smiling like a child who was stepping into a candy store.

"Should I get her something to eat, my lord?" If he heard right, he could've sworn there was an ounce of concern in her question.

"Yes. Go... I will take over," Without further ado, he made slow but long strides to his woman and ignored the fully grown Raptor that chirped happily at the redhead. "Amelia," He began and saw her hyper-fixated eyes blink many times before they looked at him. "I will take it from here. I want to try this machine out for myself," He didn't want to admit that he just wanted her to go eat and get some sleep, she would be useless later if she didn't, or so he believed it was due to being useless in the future. He didn't count on the fact that he was simply concerned for her health.

"R- Really? Alrighty, then! Thank you, thank you! I'm halfway done with the army, too! Just let me know when you've had enough and I can continue where you left off!" The wave of her hand and the giggles he heard, made him catch her before she tried to pass him. "What's wrong?" The moment she asked her stomach protested and growled as loud as Mesogog when he's in a foul mood.

She won't think of it. Not with how much she is thinking about our plans. What he did was enough to make her face turn crimson. "Go eat and sleep! You will be useless later," He wasn't having it. Any excuse to get out of his demands would result in him picking her up and hauling her to the kitchen himself.

"O- Okay... Alright. Thanks, Beasty.~ I do NOT want to be useless!" From there he watched her body sway as she marched out of the lab, which was proof that she was a bit dizzy. It annoyed Mesogog a bit to see the evil ranger accompany her, but he knew it was because he wasn't able to and A.O.D. wasn't around right now to do it in his place.