Dot Connecting Time
Date Filed: Mar 26, 2010 at 5:30 PM
Circle complete, I guess. I stop off at McCort's on a hunch but nothing there. Literally, he packed all of his belongings and high-tailed it out. What I get for letting my guard down. I see a letter crumpled in the trash can. Here's what it says:
If you came here, and you haven't figured it out yet, you deserve to be back at FROST with the other lousy agents. Are you confused? Well listen to this.
Being perfect all of my life has been nothing but a curse. Even growing up, I could do no wrong. The first born got everything his way, both accolades and praise. I was number one no matter what I did. I was the smartest and did everything the way I was supposed to.
And what did it get me? Heartache and pain. Everything I've ever wanted? Not even close.
Well, now it's my turn. Call me whatever you want. Elmer Moonshine? Dr. Ecktomy? Leon Mesonhimer. Bet you didn't catch that one did ya? Or maybe you were smart enough. Well, look at you.
Now that I have everyone right where I want them, there are only two things left to do: make the bomb and then wait for the President.
Why the president? Why not?! He is ultimately responsible for FROST. And FROST took my wife. No one, but two! And do I get justice? OOOHhhh, FROST isn't accountable. They're a 'hush hush' organization not even the President knows about. We all know that smells worse than a farm truck leaving the fertilizer plant.
The pieces are all together to put the final plan in action. Since FROST personally delivered all of the ingredients to their lab, all I have to do is assemble and push the button.
I'm so glad baby brother got to help me with this mission. It did take a bit of coaxing and some mild threatening, but you came around.
I mix the blue liquid from the mine shaft in Podunk. The key was already melted down and will work perfectly. Cat food - check. Timer from watch - check. Wick - check. The last thing was the gas from the balloons you brought in. It's a shame Butterpat isn't here to see this. But she's probably been reduced to pile of lion dung by now. And that's OK too.
It was a long road to get here, but it comes down to this: I'm not a bad person. In fact, I'm a patriot. I don't believe we should have secret organizations like FROST that justify their insidious means with occasionally noble ends. So I'm going to kill the President on their watch, and they'll go down for it. With his death and FROST exposed, I will have my final revenge.
And THAT will be perfect.
The doors are all locked with every single FROST agent inside. Oh look, the President is here. Everything is set.
Good Bye FROST!!!!
Bud McCort was Moonshine's - Leon Mesonhimer's - brother! And I fell for him. I'm not just going to hurt this Moonshine; I'm going to make him wish he invented a time machine so he could go back in time and stop himself from messing with me.
Tags: agents, Bud McCort, Dr. Ecktomy, Elmer Moonshine, F.R.O.S.T., Leon Mesonhimer, ms butterpat, President
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