The Zeppelin lands a few minutes later, and after taking with you the detonator -you never know when it might turn useful- you head off with Cheerie.
The problem lies that even though she is catatonically weeping, she is also quite heavy due to her 'metallic' other side.
"Overlord?" Chemista asks over the crackling radio -putting Cheerie in the back seems to solve at least that problem. "Are you really bringing her back?"
"She needs help," you reply. "And she was forced against her will."
"Still, she's a danger to everyone at the base your evilness," Chemista deadpans. "She is probably on par with a Heroic Hero. Are you certain of this? It might be a ploy."
"Yes, but...can mutations be affected by radiation? Do you think mutating her with Goo Girl mutagen might yield some results?"
"She is a half-mutant and half-cog by what I can guess...I suspect scrambling her dna further might not yield appropriate results. On the other hand, it might actually bring her back to a more stable form -should the appropriate mutagen be used. Goo-Girl might indeed work. However, I would first try to erase her memory with mindium. At the moment she is weak and confused. It might not last."
"But the shard is..."
"Indeed your evilness, however...there are now only two city left standing. We can theoretically make our final push at any moment...provided we are willing to enter a war on four different fronts."
"Four...fronts?" you remark.
"Yes. I was watching the news. Apparently Silver's old team has been reunited in the capital -Knighthowl excluded. Thankfully, because the mutt knows where our base is."
Chemista turns thoughtful. "While you're returning, do take some time to think about our next move, your evilness. While I am delighted about the uncountable loss of inferior human life, I do have the nagging feeling you aren't really liking it. Which is a pity."
"Have a cell prepared for Cheerie, Chemista," you end up saying.
"Certainly. Is she still cheerful, by the way?"
"No, she isn't," you reply.
"Well, I'm sure the world will cheer on that then."
"Chemista..."
"What?"
"Nothing."
You close the communication.
By the time you're back in your lair, there's a veritable force doing their best to keep under their aim Cheerie as she disembarks.
"It's..." she mutters, looking around a bit, "Nice...a nice place."
You hesitantly nod. "Now come this way, Cheerie," you say softly. "We'll get you settled."
"Yeah, I'd like that..." she whispers back in a low voice.
Dark Advisor gained! Cheerie.
You are covered in foam by a few cogs in bright yellow suits. The Yellow King spawn nods before washing you off with water.
"No radio. Television killed the Radio Star," he says monotone, before slowly walking away.
That squid gives you the creeps.
You are now in downkeep!