As the Ben's RV drove, a small cloaked drone spies on it. The cameras on the drone beaming a real time recording to a screen in an office miles away. A figure tapped his desk as he studied the footage. The figure was tall man with broad shoulder, he had blonde hair in a professional 1950's hair style. He was wearing a navy blue sweater vest, with a white dress shirt and black slacks. He had a brown pipe in his mouth.
"This isn't good." Said Dr. Pleasant, as he stared at the screen. He sighed as he turned his chair and got up. He walked to the window and looked out on his city.
Pleasantville, his master piece. A community he build, a bastion from the increasing craziness of the world. The aliens, magic and other none sense was polluting the culture of planet earth. Now one of the biggest symbols of that, Benjamin Tennyson was heading here.
"What was the point of building Pleasantville in such a remote location." Said Dr. Pleasant, as he turned back to his screen.
He sat back down and pulled a crystal decanter filled scott and a glass from a draw in his desk. He pour some into the glass and took a sip. He need to find away to get rid of Mr. Tennyson before he could cause any trouble here. Of course he just couldn't put a road block up. That screamed something was up and Mr. Tennyson was the hero type after all.
"To bad you're not a good old fashion hero." Said Dr. Pleasant, taking another sip.
He pulled up varies information about Benjamin Tennyson, hoping to find something he could use. After a half an hour he found some interesting facts about Mr. Tennyson. The most important, he had a terrible love life.
"With your looks and powers, why aren't you surrounded by girls." Said Dr. Pleasant, thinking. He couldn't help but imagine Mr. Tennyson as the town big hero, defending the traditional value. Not just defending but also promoting them. Not just here on Earth but also to the varies alien spices.
Dr. Pleasant then used the drone's cameras to see inside the RV. He was stunned to see so many beautiful women. He quickly looked each of them up.
"Well, well Mr. Tennyson. I see you already had a harem. Well maybe not yet." Said Dr. Pleasant, smiling. Plans where already starting to form in his mind.
First, he needed to transform the girls that where with Mr. Tennyson into obedient traditional wives. Then with them and his charming personality he could easily convince Mr. Tennyson that the ideas of Pleasantville should promote all around the galaxy. Dr. Pleasant grinned as he started ordering varies things to be done for Mr. Tennyson before he arrive.
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