In unison the black rubber clad figures said, "Master Jonathan, we
can't alter him for 24 hrs, in the meantime let's serve you!"
"What do you mean we can't alter him for 24 hours?" Johnny demanded.
The two rubber boys groveled at his feet, "Master Jonathan, the
process is very special. The old master," the one that was probably
Mike raised his head and nodded toward the cylinder where the villain
and henchy wee trapped, "the one you righteously defeated explained to
us that the nature of "his process" was such that a subject could not
be altered again for at least 24 hours, or their genetic code would be
permanently disrupted."
The other one raised his head, his eyes were darker peering out of the
rubber hood, "And if the subject is left in their transformed state
for 72 hours, then it becomes irreversible."
"You mean we can't turn back Eric for 24 hours either?" Johnny asked
in an irritated tone.
"Oh, sir, Master Johnny, the one who was Eric is happy to be our
living suits, please don't change him back," pleaded Sei.
"Idiot! Master forgive Sei's insolence, if you wish to try to change
Eric back after 24 hours, we will assist you. Though he was pink
rubber and he's now black rubber so his DNA may have changed, and it
may not be possible to make him human again. Perhaps your newest
acquisition will be able to answer your questions - if it can still
speak," Mike said nodding to the cylinder which now appeared to be
filled with solid yellow packing foam.
"Alright, but you two take orders only from me, not from the looney
tune in the cylinder, right?"
"That is correct, Master Johnny."
"Fine, then open that up carefully and extract my uh new slaves?"
"Yes, Master Johnny!"