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Best version of Fred’s parents are from the pirate movie. They’re aggressively Midwestern, have money to blow on Fred’s niche interests, and they love their only son so, sooo much!

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Heiress of vile Au Laverna sandiego

Laverna awoke in her room in her family’s infamous manor that stood isolated on a green isle off the coast of Ireland. Her head wanted to remain on the luxuriously soft mattress and pillow covered in a white silk set. She longed to sleep in on this foggy chilly Irish morning, when there was a thundering footstep approaching her door. She quickly sat up; before a familiar redheaded lad barged into her room with some medical marvel, he cooked up in his underground laboratory all night.

“Babe, guess what” Devlin excitedly cried out, Laverna shook her head with a sheepish smirk growing across her freckled pale face. “Did you find a cure for cancer?” Laverna asked her love.

Devlin groaned in response; “no, i didn't make a cure for cancer, i might have made. a cure for your autoimmune disease.” Devlin wanted to cure Laverna for a myriad of reasons. She was Carmen Sandiego's daughter; the universe wanted to punish Carmen for her crimes by giving her a chronically ill child. Her child’s immune system attacks her collagen, organs and bones leaving her with a vampire-like appearance.

As a result, Vile’s medical crew named this newly discovered disease as Helluva Arthritic Disease. “Oh, that's umm nice,” Laverna replied with a pronounced frown. Many mad doctors and crazy scientists have all given Laverna and her mother false hopes for any medical intervention of this tormentous condition.

“Did you ask my mom for permission? You know, she's getting fed up with all of those invasive treatments I have had to endure.” Laverna bluntly responded to her boyfriend with a dismissive question.

“No,” Devlin said, rubbing his fluffy hair which reminded Laverna of the highland cattle known for their copper hair.

She bit her lip revealing one of the characteristics of the disease. Her canines were withered away into razor sharp fangs. A slight tilt of her head startled Devlin. “I am a lost cause; I fainted on the last heist before this condition was diagnosed. Which reflected poorly upon my mother’s shrewd reputation. I was only thirteen and I'm barely twenty years old now.”

Devlin knew that; he’s heard it all from his older colleagues in the medical district of vile’s many enterprises in the criminal underworld. The surface news outlets ran wild with accusations of child abuse, such as child labor, assault and starvation. All of it was further from the truth since Laverna. Carmen’s best kept secret had publicly made herself known in such a scandal. had snuck onto that heist against her mother’s clear orders to stay home,

“You are new here, Mom hired you about six months ago; She thought I needed someone around my age to talk to.” Laverna discussed before climbing out of one of the softest beds at the manor.

“Six months? It feels like I've been here for years.” Devlin teased as he sneakily watched Laverna dig through her drawers to find a suitable outfit for this 6-degree Celsius day on the isle of vile.

It was six thirty in the morning; Carmen would be checking in on the youngest ones in her league soon Laverna pulled out a Dark Grey Cashmere mock Turtleneck and Her favorite woolen red tartan skirt; woolen gray knee highs and some black leather boots.

She ordered Devlin to leave the room so she could change out of her red flannel pajamas.; despite his verbal protest he quickly leaves not wanting his boss to catch him looking at her.

It wasn’t long before the breakfast bell rang loudly, which Laverna met with a determined grin across her face. She grabs Devlin's arm and lovingly tugs him along to the dining room.

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Laverna’s voice

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Chapter 3:

Anya was pacing back and forth drilling her new ugg boots into the hotel room’s carpet.

She erratically checked the hotel’s security on her tablet over and over again.

Only difference was a drunk man peeing in the hall much to Anya’s poor eyes to witness.

“Call acme and explain we have a situation.” Ruslan suggested as he grew tired of watching the carpet have a trail beaten into it by Anya’s nervous pacing.

“I can’t. This is my first in person mission and if my father finds out that Bandie was kidnapped. I might lose my parents’ respect, ya hear.” Anya explained as she investigated the window for the fifty time in that hour since Bandie was abducted.

“Anya, sweetheart. You're going to work yourself to death.” Ruslan pleaded, grabbing his own communicator watch to inform the AI named chief.

Anya didn’t notice as she was caught too much in her thoughts.

“Chief, Bandie has been kidnapped.” Ruslan whispered into the communicator.

Chief’s holographic head sprung up faster than Ruslan could say mashed potatoes are just thick potato soup.

The ai shook his head in shock

“Why didn’t you report this earlier?” He exclaimed loudly.

Only for him to gesture towards the panic attack in motion.

“Anya, calm down before you fall through the floor.” Chief grumbled as he floated over the nervous wreck.

Yet, it fell on deaf ears and if she had heard chief. Anya would of buried her emotions and became cold like the Russian winter.

“Anya?” Chief asked a bit softer as he floated behind her. “You're okay, “. Chief said, trying to reassure the distressed Anya white.

Only for Anya to turn on her heel to face him.

“I’m not okay. I’m a failure.” Anya emotionally cried.

“We will get her back,”. Chief tried to reassure Anya

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Very simple fan art, lost steam before i could redraw anyone else in the style. Also the BG is just official show art

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I turned one of my fifth grade classes into a Carmen Sandiego game. I had an idea to make Carmen "drop in" to my PowerPoints and steal stuff while my back is turned.

These are animated using PowerPoint

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I wish this show had more seasons.

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On the first day of Christmas my true love stole for me, The Rockefeller Christmas tree.

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Hello boss!

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every time I hear someone say “we should just get rid of physical shops and have everything online” I get a bit angry because

a) physical shops are important for those who don’t have access to a computer/ internet/ ect

b) those “weird” and “niche” shops I love so much don’t have the same vibe online, they turn into just another website

c) I hate paying for shipping

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The mastermind is

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”Never ignore your gut feelings!” my gut feelings tell me that Freddy Fazbear is outside of my door at night

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noir detectives are like spiders