"Oh, forget him. I'm getting a headache from all of this yelling!" She stormed out of the room, and FInster breathed a sigh of relief.
Why did I even get mixed up with her? I should have known that she would never be satisfied with the monsters that I create. I was such an idiot! I knew the rangers were going to defeat the monster, but she wouldn't listen! Why doesn't she ever listen to me? Finster sighed again and crawled out from under the table, looking at the mess that was once his work area. He began to pick up the pieces of clay that Rita had knocked down when she had stormed through. As he began picking up the area, he smiled as he remembered his first creation he had ever made with the clay. It had been roughly made, but he had been so proud of it.
I wish my life could be like that again. When people appreciated what I made and my creations were something that people would die to see. And many did. Then THEY came along. First it was Goldar and Scorpina. Rita began to depend on them more and more, almost forgetting about me, me who has been faithful to her ever since the beginning. Those two have betrayed her more times than I can count, yet she turns to them again and again! Now, it's the rangers. They have destroyed more of my creations, more of my CHILDREN, than anyone else has. They have not only destroyed my children, they have begun to destroy ME! Finster's eyes narrowed in fury as he crushed the clay that was in his hand. Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind. A smile appeared on his face and he ran over to his basket full of monsters, digging for the perfect one. A cruel smile crossed his face as he found the one he was looking for. He pulled it out, making adjustments to make it perfect.
"Once I perfect this creation, neither the rangers nor Goldar and
Scorpina will be able to take this down. And once again, I will be
Rita's main servant!" Finster's laughted filled the room as he
prepared his plans to get rid himself of Goldar, Scorpina, and the