Author: Meach

Archivers: Please ask for permission.

Category: Future alternate universe, Vignette, Family, Humor

Rating: G

Warnings: Not for Rachel Quest fans

Disclaimer:  All characters relating to Jonny Quest are trademarks of and
copyrighted by Hanna-Barbera, Time Warner and everyone else but me.

This is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents, and dialogues are
products of the author's imagination and are not to be construed as real.
Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead is entirely
coincidental. This piece was not written with the intent of publication or
distribution. Any compensation that the author receives will be strictly in
the form of comments received by its readers. I retain ownership only to the
characters Wilhelmina "Will" Stoker Harkness and Rachel "Rae" Elyse
Harkness. This is strictly the work of someone's very vivid imagination and
nothing more. No profits are being made from this story.

Dedicated: To Bryne, Spense, Helen and Ina-chan . . . The challenge, the
laughing, the proofreading TWICE and the faith.

SUPER SCIENTIST VS. THE KISSIE MONSTER

I was sitting in Benton's recliner (I'm probably the only I-1 agent who has
ever gotten that privilege from him, plus a few other privileges as well
that I won't go into). Anyway, I was reading, when I noticed out of the
corner of my eye my five-year-old daughter slipping into the room. She
traversed the circumference of the room much the same way a deer will graze
in an open meadow, slowly and cautiously. I pretended to read as I watched
her approach.

Rae laid her hand on the arm of the chair but didn't say anything. I
continued to look at my book as if I was reading. "Yes, Rae?" I asked
without looking at her.

"Mama will you play Kissie Monster with me?" She stared up at me, her
periwinkle eyes begging me to say yes.

I have to admit that I was surprised by this request. After all, the only
time Rae wanted me to play with her was when we were the only two people in
the house. Normally, she preferred to play with the teenagers, or with
Doctor Benton Quest. Oh, don't get me wrong . . . She enjoyed us playing on
the swings together and walking along the beach, and I was her favorite
person to watch television with but to her I was more the storyteller,
singer of songs, and the one to be quiet with than a playmate.

Usually, she romped and played loudly with Benton Quest. Board and card
games, as well as video and Questworld games were played with the teenagers.
Race Bannon was her favorite person to play dolls with, but I was the only
one in the household that would let her sit on their lap and watch
television without complaining about what she was watching, or over
analyzing it, or pointing out the program's inaccuracies and fallacies.

Slowly, I marked the place in my book as she stood there intently watching
my every move. I dropped my head forward, allowing my bangs to fall in front
of my eyes. Suddenly, I jumped out of the chair, rolling my eyes and lolling
my tongue out the side of my mouth making weird noises. I hunched my back
over and raised my arms above my head. My voice was deep and creaky as I
spoke. "The Kissie Monster is going to get you."

Rachel Elyse slapped both hands to her face and shrieked before dashing to
the other side of the room. I started towards her with a stumbling,
shambling gait, dragging one leg as I advanced on her. If you've ever
watched an old 'THE MUMMY' movie, you've got the idea of how I was walking.

"The Kissie Monster is going to get you." I said wiggling my fingers at her.

She giggled and dashed out of my way. I turned and made some more weird
noises before repeating the phrase. "The Kissie Monster is going to get
you."

Rae squealed and laughed as she ran around me in mock fear. I snorted and
tried to make myself look menacing but I knew that I looked more comical
than frightening. I switched movie monsters and tried a 'Werewolf' approach
to see if that would inspire more terror in my victim . . . It didn't. At
least, not any real terror, that is.

I snarled and growled. "The Kissie Monster is going to get you."

In true damsel in distress fashion, Rae shrieked and placed the back of her
hand against her forehead. "Help! Help! Who will save me from the vile,
evil, Kissie Monster?" She cried in a Southern belle accent that would have
made Scarlett O'Hara envious. I almost lost it and covered my giggles with a
coughing fit.

Suddenly, in the midst of my latest attempt to capture my victim a deep
baritone voice boomed from the door. "Stop, you vile, evil Monster."

Rachel Elyse and I both stopped immediately and turned to stare at the
person standing in the doorway. It was none other than Doctor Benton Quest,
standing there with his chin up and his feet braced against both sides of
the doorframe. His hands were balled into fist and planted on his hips.

Both of us stood there staring at him. He looked down his nose at us. "Never
fear, for I, Super Scientist am here to save you from this wicked creature."

Rae looked up at me and I could read the question in her eyes. *What do we
do now, Mama?*

I gave her a shoulder shrug as if to say, *What do you want to do?*

She responded with her own shoulder shrug. *Play along?*

*Ok.* I nodded back at her.

Meanwhile, Super Scientist, Doctor Benton Quest had remained standing in the
doorway giving us his best superhero profile.

"Bwahahahahahaha," I cackled, "You will never defeat me, Super Scientist."

"We shall see, Kissie Monster . . . We shall see." He stomped into the room
doing an impressive imitation of Race Bannon's walk.

Rae giggled and clasped her hands over her mouth at the sight of her father
mimicking Race's mannerisms, combined with every cartoon superhero you have
ever seen. I had to bite my lip to control my own mirth.

Benton glared at me as he spoke. "Kissie Monster you have two choices,
leave, or fight me."

I looked down at Rae; she looked up at me and shrugged her shoulders. "Ha, I
don't think you can defeat me, Super Scientist." I said as I smiled up at
him. I was trying hard to contain my amusement and curious to see what he
would do next.

"Oh, yeah?" Benton retorted.

"Oh, yeah." I growled back, mimicking him.

Rae stepped back, to give us room to 'fight.' We feinted at each other and
'threw' punches back and forth. We weren't nearly as convincing as the
wrestlers of the WWF but it was quite a comical performance.

"You cannot win against me, Super Scientist for I am the Kissie Monster!" I
pounced at him, giggling so hard I almost couldn't talk.

He swept my legs out from under me and grabbed my wrist in order to control
my fall. "Oh, but Kissie Monster I already have." Benton lightly rested his
foot on my mid-drift and made crowd cheering noises. "Super Scientist wins
again!"

Rae collapsed in a fit of laughter. She crowed, "YEA FOR SUPER SCIENTIST!
HE'S DEFEATED THE VILE, EVIL, KISSIE MONSTER!"

"Bwahahahahahaha!" I laughed. "So you think you've defeated me, Super
Scientist?" I pulled Benton's leg and he had no choice but to fall or use
the foot on my stomach to catch his balance. He fell and I rolled on top of
him. "Now what do you have to say, superhero?"

"This battle isn't over yet, Kissie Monster," he declared in his exaggerated
superhero voice. We began wrestling our arms and legs entangled as we rolled
about on the floor.

Rae giggled from her perch in the recliner as she watched us. "Infect him,
Kissie Monster . . . Turn him into a Kissie Monster!"

Benton struggled to get to his feet but didn't make it. "Hey, what's the big
idea? I thought you were on my side and wanted me to defeat the Kissie
Monster."

"But that's no fun," Rae innocently replied.

"Oh, now you tell me," he sighed.

"So Super Scientist admit defeat and I will not turn you into a Kissie
Monster." I said as I smirked down at him from my position, straddling his
waist.

"NEVER!" He grinned up at me . . . Not having a clue as to what would happen
next.

Just so you'll understand the whole purpose of the game, it is to infect the
victim, once the victim has been infected the Kissie Monster reverts back to
a normal human being and the victim is subject to change at the least
expected moment into a Kissie Monster. In order to infect a victim, the
Kissie Monster must capture one and proceed to kiss the victim repeatedly,
all over the victim's face, or any other body surface that the Kissie
Monster can get access to. The final transfer of the infection comes when
the Kissie Monster blows a large, loud, wet raspberry somewhere on the
victim.

I leaned down and began raining loud, wet kisses all over his face. "MAWA!
MAWA! MAWA!"

Benton Quest began to chuckle. "And this is a bad thing?"

"You're suppose to be terrified because, I'm infecting you and turning you
into a Kissie Monster," I responded between kisses.

"Oh, then there will be two Kissie Monsters." He had stopped fighting me
after the third or fourth kiss.

"NOPE, Just one . . . YOU!" Rae giggled hysterically from her perch.

I continued to rain big, wet, sloppy kisses on his face, until I made the
mistake of kissing his lips, when I touched my lips to his . . . His opened
under mine. Before I knew it I was kissing him deeply and passionately, and
not at all like a Kissie Monster should be kissing someone. I also made the
mistake of relaxing my guard.

Benton shoved me off and pinned me to the floor; he covered my face with the
same type of kisses I had been using on him. "HEY! You can't do that!" I
struggled to escape him.

"Why not?" He looked down at me with mischief dancing in his periwinkle blue
eyes.

"Because, that's not how the game is played," I said trying to regain my
composure.

"Oh, well has a superhero ever stopped the monster before?" He smirked down
at me.

"Well, no . . . " I never got another word of protest out of my mouth
because, he was kissing me in that demanding, hungry way of his.

Rae must have left the room because; I could hear her talking to someone out
in the hallway. "You can't go in there."

"Why not? I left my personal CD player in there and I need to get it." I
recognized the voice as belonging to Benton's biological son, Jonny.

"Because, Super Scientist and the Kissie Monster are fighting in there,
that's why you can't go in there," Rae responded.

"Who?" The accent gave that person away as being Hadji.

Rae huffed out a loud sigh. "Daddy and Mommy."

Hadji and Jonny both laughed. "In that case, I doubt you want your CD player
as badly as you thought you did." Hadji asked trying to contain his
laughter.

Jonny stopped laughing long enough to say, "No." And I turned my attention
back to infecting Super Scientist with the Kissie Monster disease while, he
in turn did his best to counteract the infection by kissing me back.

The End . . .

If anyone is interested in reading any more of my penny dreadfuls they can
be found at the following site. If I have omitted anyone's site that has any
of my fics on it, then I am truly sorry.

Minuet's page http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Heights/1406/index.html

Peggy's site https://www.angelfire.com/tx2/phenks/

Aspen's page
https://www.angelfire.com/realm/jonnyquest/Jonny_Quest__Front_Page.html

Sincerely,
Meach