Finally got around to updating! Hopefully you remember the Florida aspect of this strays a bit from the original (since it was originally written before the end of Season 10). Enjoy :)

With the storage unit containing the Alpha Replica in hand, Jimmy and his friends followed the Reds and Blues to Downtown Retroville. Somehow, within the short time they had all been in the lab, the weather had gone from clear and sunny to gray and cloudy.

"We've got to get this there fast!" exclaimed Jimmy.

"Yeah, no shit!" shouted Tucker, "That's why we're running!"

"Hey, why didn't we just drive in Sheila?" asked Sheen.

"You know how to drive her without making any team kills?" asked Church.

"Not really," replied Sheen.

"Then shut up and keep running," Church said.

They stopped, however, when they heard a loud crash from behind them just as they neared the outskirts of the Downtown area. When they turned around, a space pod had crashed into the ground; and when it opened, Florida stepped out, cracking his knuckles looking straight in Tex's direction.

"Thought I'd find you here, Tex," said Florida.

"Enough is enough, Florida," aiming her weapons at Florida, ready for a fight, "We're going to stop you."

"That a fact?" asked Florida, "I believe our old friend Carolina said the exact same thing about you to our other dear friend York. Look how they both ended up. Pitiful fools."

"You dick," muttered Tex, angry at his reference to one of her many failures.

"The pleasure's all mine," said Florida, "Now, I don't suppose you'll mind if I just drop something here before leaving?"

Florida placed a transmitter not far from where his pod had landed. Everyone from Blood Gulch and the Retroville gang looked at the stare down between the two former Freelancers. Only Tex knew what Florida intended to do at this point. But it didn't add up.

"I can't imagine where you'd find a ship big enough to cause that kind of damage, Florida," said Tex.

"I think you can," replied Florida with a deranged chuckle, "We once called it home."

"That's impossible!" exclaimed Tex, "The Mother of Invention crash landed on Sidewinder during the Freelancer break-in!"

"Look who you're talking to," said Florida, "Are you forgetting that with the combined powers of my AI and Armor Enhancement, I can manipulate dimensions as I see fit? All I did was make a copy of our dimension prior to the break-in and used the copy of our old ship."

Incredible, thought Jimmy, That kind of scientific progress exists for them?

"Where is your AI?" asked Tex.

"He's on board the Mother of Invention helping Omega steer it in this direction," replied Florida, "I believe this transmitter will help them find us easier. Then the fun begins again."

Tex wasted no time running towards Florida and punching him across the face, sending him into his own escape pod. As he fell towards the pavement, his helmet flew off, and as he got up…

"Florida's a girl?!" asked Sheen.

Florida had stumbled a bit looking up at Tex. She brushed a few strands of her black hair out of her face and back behind her ears. As she stumbled, her dark blue eyes darted across the group that had been in front of her, from Tex to Libby. The seething anger emitting from her face indicated she was ready for a fight.

"I always wondered how it would feel to take down the Director's little pet," she said, cracking her knuckles, "Now I get to feel that satisfaction."

"I wouldn't count on it," said Tex, cracking her own knuckles as well.

The two Freelancer ladies charged towards each other and engaged in combat. Both were very well trained, as seen by how Florida could swiftly dodge Tex's kicks and use the pod to ricochet off it to get behind Tex. Every roundhouse punch was blocked and the kicks were caught and tossed aside. As was expected of two well trained Freelancers.

"So…our enemy was another girl this whole time?" asked Simmons.

"No wonder I got a boner last time we saw her," said Tucker.

"That's real classy, Tucker," said Church.

"Maybe we should help?" asked Libby.

"Why bother?" asked Grif, "Those two seem to be handling things just fine."

No sooner did he say that when Tex slid on her back towards them. She stood back up disoriented.

"Aw yeah, that felt good!" exclaimed Florida, "I finally got to knock you down a few pegs!"

"What the hell, Tex?" asked Church, "I thought you were tougher than that! You're gonna let yourself lose to a blood-thirsty bitch trying to destroy the world?"

No one said anything as Florida ominously laughed to herself upon Church's remark.

"Destroy the world?" asked Florida, "Is that what you think this is about?"

"What…what else would all this be for?" asked Tex.

"Why should I explain myself to you?" asked Florida, "Besides, I hardly have time. The cavalry has arrived…"

And by cavalry, Florida meant the gigantic Goddard-Gamma, who had made his way to the transmitter and spotted Jimmy's friends and the Blood Gulch crew.

"Preparing to eliminate targets," declared Goddard-Gamma, opening slots on his body to reveal turrets.

"Neutron," said Cindy, "If you have any ideas about how to get out of this mess, I'd start brain blasting if I were you!"

"Yeah!" shouted Libby, "I like to live! I don't want to die here or like this!"

"Brain blasting?" asked Simmons.

"That's what happens after your mom and I finish hooking up! Bow chicka bow wow!" Tucker joked, until he realized no one else was laughing with him (not even Sister), and admitted, "Uh, bad timing?"

"Bad joke," said Church, "And we kinda have a situation here."

"Think, think, think…"

Inside Jimmy's head, little grey cells worked with a boy genius brain to formulate a solution, and while on their travels, came across two brief memories that could help solve the problem.

First was one particular AI, Delta, the Logic fragment. The words he spoke in regards on an Agent Carolina echoed throughout his brain. "Agent Carolina was implanted with two AIs at the same time…she only functioned for a short time, and not very well while she did. Having three minds at one time proved far too…taxing."

And secondly, there were flashing images of the Meta experiencing incredible pain due to the multiple AI fragments he collected trying to function all at once. The Meta clutched his head and roared in pain.

"Brain blast!" exclaimed Jimmy, "Tex, remember how Carolina was given more than one AI?"

"Of course," replied Tex.

"Florida was allowed to have three because she was the only one who could handle it," replied Jimmy, "But what if she was using more than three?"

"She might end up going as crazy as the Meta," replied Tex.

"Great," moaned Church, "As if the Meta wasn't batshit crazy enough, now we're gonna toy around with another killer bitch?"

"Yeah, don't we have enough working against us, Nerdtron?" asked Cindy.

"I know, it's very risky," replied Jimmy, "But if it damaged Carolina and drove the Meta nuts, it might do something similar to Florida. How many AI fragments can we use?"

"Any that are available," Tex answered, "There's the Alpha Replica, Omega, Xi, Gamma, and…"

"Don't even think about mentioning me," snapped Church, "I'm not about to be a hero! I got a whole life ahead of me!"

"For what? Wolfing down brownies and screaming shit to a brick wall?" asked Tucker.

"Yeah, because what you do in 'alone time' behind your rock is so much more of a well-lived life," retorted Church.

"Don't bring alone time into this!" exclaimed Tucker.

"Will you all quit arguing and just do something?!" shouted Cindy.

"How?" asked Simmons, "If Tex got the numbers right, there are four different AIs we can send into Florida's head."

"We know, she just said that," said Church.

"But don't you see the big problem?" asked Simmons, "Omega and Xi can probably get inside Florida consensually…"

"Bow chicka bow wow!" Tucker took time to insert his catchphrase.

"Shut UP, Tucker!" growled Church.

"But we'd have to actually confront Florida to get the Alpha Replica inside!" exclaimed Simmons, "And if we want the extra AI to mess her up, we'll need to get Gamma in there! And that means we'd need…"

Simmons trailed off as everyone turned and looked upwards to Goddard-Gamma staring down at them. The turrets were already in place, ready to shoot their targets.

"You mean we have to go….in t-t-there?" asked a fearful Carl.

"We are royally boned," said Church.