Blasted

Dr. Intelligent opened his blueprint on the table as the TV flickered on. At the podium, James was giving his last campaign speech for president.

"Right," Dr. Intelligent growled at the TV screen. "You don't want to be president, you want to rule the world."

He went back to studying the blueprint. He knew that building this drone was going to be out of his skill level. He had no time to waste, though. He had to stop James. The election was in five days.

He went on Amacaronizon to order parts. They came within the hour.

Buzzzzzzzz!

He went to work cutting metal and welding his first macaroni-destroying drone altogether.

After a sleepless day and night, Dr. Intelligent finished his macaroni-destroying drone. There were four propellers, a laser, a blaster, and a claw. It had a four-millimeter-thick sheet of metal armour and it was remotely controlled.

"You better be ready, macaroni. You're going down!" Dr. Intelligent grabbed his remote and sat in front of his computer, where the drone's videos were displayed. The drone swiftly flew by the security systems of government macaroni storage units and went into a macaroni storage facility down the road from his house. He fiddled and fumbled with the controls until the drone steadied. Then, he triggered the laser, which cut through the metal of the facility. From the eye of his camera, all could see was macaroni.

"I'm starting to like this!" Dr. Intelligent said. He opened the claw on his drone and grabbed a couple of boxes and bags of macaroni. Then, the drone shot out of the hole it had already made. It sat the macaroni stash down in the middle of the road and whipped out its blaster, which turned the noodles into tiny pieces that scattered along the roadway.

"What was that? A week's worth of macaroni? This is working out amazing!" Dr intelligent jumped around in celebration.

He flew the drone to more storage rooms. Chunks of metal and dust flung themselves through the air as he blasted through storage walls. The security guards at every facility attempted to chase the drone only to see it fly away.

"Hahaha! I knew this would work! No more Macaroni!" Dr. Intelligent swung the drone towards the biggest macaroni storage unit next to the elementary school. It blasted and began to destroy the walls to the storage.

"STOP RIGHT THERE!"

Dr. Intelligent saw two beady eyes of a 12-year-old boy looking at him through the drone camera.

"You. Little. Mac Boy." He whispered under his breath as the drone scanned the boy and started to glow red.

"Activating Killing Mode," the drone commanded in a monotonous voice.

"How come I never remember adding this genius thing?" Dr. Intelligent said, clearly knowing that he programmed the mode into the drone. He was grinning from ear-to-ear. Not only would all the macaroni soon be destroyed, but James would be powerless, and that puny, annoying Mac Boy would be . . . All of sudden a banging noise interrupted his happiness.

Bonk, Bonk, Bonk!

Mac Boy was throwing stones at the drone as hard as he could. As each one hit, it bounced off with no damage.

"Hmm. That wasn't so bad. Ahhhhhh!" Dr. Intelligent yelled.

"That was just my warm-up!" Mac Boy yelled into the face of the drone.

BONK BONK BONK!

Dr. Intelligent could even feel the stone slamming against the drone. He flinched with each hit. Mac Boy's arm looked like a propeller, pummeling stone after stone at the drone until it started to smoke and sputter.

"Not like this!" Dr. Intelligent didn't want the drone to go down. He repeatedly slammed his hand against the emergency button on his controller. The drone started to shake. In an instant, the drone almost doubled in size. Its single claw grew longer. Now, there were four blasters pointing right at Mac Boy.

"AHHHHH!" Mac Boy ran into the storage room, behind giant crates of macaroni. The blasters were pointed at the boxes as they fired. The macaroni disintegrated in front of him.

Mac Boy outran the drone and Dr. Intelligent wondered why he stopped to pick up a stick. The drone followed behind, still shooting everywhere. Dr. Intelligent weaved the drone in and out of the stacks of macaroni so that Mac Boy had to run in zig zags to get away.

"This is certainly way too much fun!" Dr. Intelligent remote controlled the entire drone. "You can't run forever!"

Mac Boy suddenly jumped from behind a box and slingshotted a rock that hit the propellers. The drone was spinning, smoking, and shooting aimlessly everywhere.

"PEW, PEW, PEW!" With the blaster's shooting and hitting nothing, the drone wobbled. Dr. Intelligent watch as Mac Boy broke off the drone's propellers until the final hit made the drone drop down from the air.

It fell on the ground with its parts scrambled. Mac Boy took the macaroni and walked away happily. He even ate some of it as well.

"WHAT? How is this even possible, you useless drone?" Dr intelligent banged his remote control onto the ground.

Mac Boy picked up the camera of the drone and spoke into it. "You thought you could stop me? Loser."