By Tammi
Sam, Alex, and Clover investigate a bizarre robbery.
Disclaimer: Totally Spies is owned by Marathon Studios.
A tour guide was showing visitors around the British Museum. He pointed out the various exhibits.
"And here we have the authentic suits of armor worn by King Arthur's Knights Of The Round Table, the defenders of Camelot," he said.
The tourists gazed in awe at the metal suits. One man began photographing them. After a while, the tour group left.
Later that night, someone entered the museum. He moved toward the armor suits.
Meanwhile, at Beverly Hills High, the students were in the library checking out books for their book reports.
As Sam, Alex, and Clover walked along, Mandy walked up to them, smiling.
"Are you three ready to fail miserably?" she teased. "My book report on David Copperfield is going to get me an A!"
"Are you like, sure that A doesn't stand for All Wrong?" Sam snapped. "Personally, I think we're all going to do better than you."
"Like, dream on!" Mandy replied as she walked away from them.
"Ooh, that Mandy burns me up sometimes!" Clover said. "I'd like to--"
Before she could finish her sentence, the floor opened beneath them. Within moments, they were in WOOHP Headquarters.
"Jerry, do you always have to do this?" Alex asked.
"Sorry, girls," their boss answered. "But I have another important mission for you. It seems the British Museum was robbed last night. Many treasures are missing, except for the suits of armor worn by King Arthur's knights. And no one knows how the missing treasures were stolen."
"So you want us to stake out the museum and find the thief, is that it?" Sam asked.
"Precisely. Now here are your gadgets. Laser beam eyebrow pencils, smoke screen nail polish bottles, and SAPS."
"SAPS?" the trio echoed.
"Stereo Amplified Pendants," he explained.
The girls headed for London to investigate the strange robberies.
As they entered, they noticed something odd about the armor. "For ancient armor, these suits look rather new," Alex observed. "Like they were made only yesterday."
A few miles away, a man observed the girls. It was the man who'd photographed the armor the day before. "They will soon discover the truth, that the real suits of armor were stolen along with everything else," he said. He spoke into a microphone, and pressed a button on a remote control device. "Armorbots! Seize the girls and bring them to me!"
The "knights" leaped off their platforms and moved toward the girls. "These knights are robots!" Clover exclaimed.
"Which means the real suits were stolen after all," Alex realized. "But we can outsmart these metal monsters."
"Right!" The trio opened their bottles of smoke screen nail polish. But one robot sneaked up behind them, and grabbed Sam. When the smoke cleared, Sam was gone.
"Whoever's behind this must have her," Clover surmised.
"Duh," Alex replied. "I have an idea." She whispered her plan to Clover. The two girls put up their hands, and the knightbots escorted them out.
Meanwhile, Sam was waking up in what appeared to be a dungeon. "Where am I?" she asked herself.
"You are in the dungeon of my castle," the man replied over a loudspeaker. "And I expect your friends will be joining you shortly."
"Who are you?"
"I am Dr. Saturn, the maddest scientist in all of England. I stole the suits of armor, then substituted robot duplicates of them to steal the other treasures. The doubles fooled the tourists easily. Very meticulously planned, don't you think, my dear?"
"I think you're truly evil to plan something like this."
Just then, the other robots brought in Clover and Alex. "Not you, too," Sam said.
"Chill out," Clover said. "We're going to break you out of here, and nail this madman." She used her laser beam eyebrow pencil to break Sam's chains. Just then, the door opened, and Dr. Saturn walked in.
"There's nothing you can do about my mechanical robbers," he boasted.
"Guess again!" the girls replied. They activated their SAPS. The noise caused the robots to fall apart.
At the same time, Jerry arrived to take the villain into custody. "A job well done, girls," he said. "The London police will return the stolen goods."
A week later, the English Lit teacher handed back the book reports. To their joy, Sam, Alex, and Clover all got A's. Mandy took one look at hers, and shrieked. "A C! For what?"
"For mistakenly believing that your book was about a magician," the teacher replied.
Mandy's face turned red with embarrassment. The End.