What's the Probability of Nemeses?
"So, what's this one do?" Janna asked, pointing at an arcane array of bits and bobs, wires, conduits, steel plates, and a pair of fuzzy dice.
"That's the Probabilitor-Inator, it makes things more or less probable," You replied, keeping an eye on Janna, the teenage girl. Truly, Janna was one to keep an eye on. At first, she looked like she might have been a new nemesis, pranking you, and foiling your schemes while generally being friendly, but after that whole bit with Toffee, your relationship had changed. It was... different now. Easier.
She still sassed you, of course, but now there was more mirth behind it, less lashing out at the world. Seeing TECHNOR must have been good for her. Your Ex, Charlene was a Psychiatrist. Maybe you should ask her to help out your employees? She might say no, of course, but your relationship was still cordial enough that it couldn't hurt to ask. TECHNOR was certainly very good at his job, but with him out exploring that midwestern wasteland, it meant that several of your employees were in dire need of help.
Well, not Russ. Russ certainly had some deep seated issues and secrets;
why in the world would he feel like he needed to conceal the fact that he liked toons? But Russ had a nemesis now! He could freely explain his tragic backstory to the Phantom Blot! At least, that was probably how it would work? Russ was clearly on the heroic end of the equation and your last heroic nemesis never really explained his backstory to you? But you were fairly sure that that was because he couldn't speak, not because heroic nemeses didn't explain their backstories. Besides, Russ, despite his heroic tendencies, was your minion! he was an employee of Doofenshmirtz Evil incorporated!
Actually, wait; were you even Paying him?
Well, he was still your minion regardless of his treacherous loyalties (practically a bonus in an evil minion!) and heroic inclinations. That meant he was on the Villain side of this meeting with his nemesis! You'd need to remember to teach him the protocol here, it wouldn't do for Russ to botch his first encounter with his new nemesis after all, and you should tell him to firmly establish that he was the villain in this equation too! Not only would it mean that he could get out his backstory and receive the toon-related catharsis that he so clearly needed but it might also put the Phantom Blot on the back foot as well!
"So, it makes things happen, no matter how unlikely?" Janna asked, still staring at your inator.
"What? No!" You replied, shocked that she'd misunderstood you so thoroughly. "This makes things
more or
less probable! It doesn't make things
more or less probable! The emphasis is important! What this machine does is it concentrates the positive and negative probability ions in the air and intensifies their attraction to others of their own kind! things that are probable will be
more probable, and things that are improbable will be
less probable
. So lets say you wanted to eat a sandwich? It's pretty probable that you could find a sandwich here in Doofania. There are plenty of restaurants, and groceries stores and even *shudder* Vending machines..."
"Did you just
say the word Shudder?" Janna interrupted with some sort of teen nonsense that you weren't quite sure how to respond to, so you ignored it.
"So this inator would make it extremely likely that you'd get a sandwich! As soon as you left my inator gallery with the intent to get a sandwich, you'd end up finding a food cart, or maybe the son of my loyal head janitor would happen by with a sandwich that he doesn't enjoy in his lunch box and offer to trade it to you for a Doofenshmirtz quality bratwurst? That sort of thing," You explain.
"So you heard about Dennis and 625 eating your magical sandwich then?"
"They
what!?" you cry, outraged. "Dennis was supposed to unravel its arcane mysteries, not eat it!!!"
While you were distracted, Janna reached over to press the big red button to activate the Probabilitor-Inator, causing the fuzzy dice to roll and come up sixes. As you turned to your Inator to figure out what just happened, Janna dashed out the room and into the hall shouting "Sorry boss! Gotta go find Marco! Have a Sandwich for me!"
"
CURSE YOU JANNA, THE TEENAGE GIRL!" you shouted back.
Maybe your relationship hadn't changed as much as you thought?