Gremlins In the ER!
Summary: *grins* hehe! I had such fun writing this! Not that little monsters terrorizing the ER and staff are funny, but it was just fun to write! Crossover and it's pretty obvious with what.
Disclaimer: I do not own ER or anything else… sadly.
A small noise awoke the slightly snoring Randi who jolted awake and started shuffling papers.
"Yes, Dr. Weaver, right away!" she muttered. She stopped, frowned, and looked around. The halls were near empty. Carter was talking to Abby about something, Mark just walked out of an exam room, speaking with Luka about a patient, and a couple of nurses who noticed her jolt awake giggled a bit. But otherwise, Kerry wasn't around and she couldn't see what had awoken her. She heard it again, a cute squeak, almost like a mouse. Then, it began to sing a sweet melody in its cute voice. Randi looked around again. The nurses were all busy again, ignoring her and when she saw nothing that could have been singing, she looked over the desk. There on the floor stood a little thing with big ears and eyes, singing. Randi smiled.
"Awe," she said. Haleh turned at Randi's small sigh.
"Huh?"
"Look," Randi walked to the other side and scooped up the thing.
"It kind of looks like an Ewak. You know, from Star Wars?" Lydia said.
"It could be one of those talking toys, you know, what do they call them?" Chuny struggled to remember, "Oh yeah, a Furby."
"What ever it is, it sure is cute!" Randi said.
"Yeah, but I'd sure like to know what it is," Lydia said.
"You're the one who said it looks like an Ewak!" Randi replied.
"It kinda looks like a brown and white fuzzball with big ears," Dave had arrived and wiped his name off the board.
"Gizmo Gizmo!" the thing said, happily. Dave stopped, his back to Randi and the others. But he spun around so suddenly it made the thing gasp.
"What did it say?" he asked, studying it.
"I think it said… Gizmo…" Haleh shrugged.
"Twice." Randi nodded.
"Gizmo Gizmo!" the thing squeaked again. Dave wrested the thing out of Randi's grip and looked it up and down.
"What are you, huh little guy?" he asked. There was something in his eyes, something in his expression…
"You look like you've seen a ghost. Something wrong?" Lydia asked.
Carter and Abby turned their heads towards the desk and saw Dave holding a fluffy thing and walked over.
"What's that?"
"A Maguay," Dave answered. He didn't seem to believe himself.
"A what?" Carter asked.
"Maguay," Dave answered again and sighed, "OK, look. You can keep it if you have to. But listen. There are rules."
"More rules?" Randi groaned.
"Listen! He hate's bright lights!"
"Since when did you become an expert on them?" Abby asked but Dave ignored her.
"Number two: Never EVER get him wet!"
"But what if he needs a bath?" but Dave ignored Randi as well.
"And lastly, whatever you do, no matter how much he begs, DO NOT feed him after midnight!"
"What does that have to do with anything?" Carter asked. Dave put the Maguay down.
"Look, Gizmo is a very delicate creature."
"How do you know about- wait, what did you call him?" Abby asked.
"Gizmo," Dave answered.
"Whatever. Anyway, how do you know about it?"
"I've seen the movies," Dave shrugged. For a minute, they all looked at him, waiting for him to laugh, but he didn't. So they all burst out laughing themselves.
"What?" Dave asked, "Have you ever seen the movie 'Gremlins?'"
"Dave, you've must have seen it too many times," Carter laughed.
"Fine!" Dave shouted, "If you don't want to listen to me, fine! Give him a midnight snack, give him a bath, do whatever the hell you like, just leave me out of it!" and with that, he stormed off.
"Aren't you cute?" Randi asked Gizmo, in her possession once again. Suddenly, Dave came back.
"Forgot my chart," he told them and left again.
"Who's a cute little fuzzy thing? You are!" Randi was playing with Gizmo, who didn't seem to be in the mood for it.
"Randi, what is that thing?" Kerry asked when she came by.
"Uh, I think Dave called it a-"
"Maguay Maguay!" the little thing chirped.
"Yeah, what he said," Randi shrugged.
"A Maguay?" Kerry raised an eyebrow skeptically. Randi nodded, "What crazy stories has Malucci been feeding you now?"
"He said not to get it wet, not to let it in the sun, and… what was the last crazy rule?" she turned to Haleh.
"He said don't let it eat before midnight," Haleh answered.
"No, after," Lydia corrected. The corners of Kerry's mouth were twitching.
"I see," she nodded, "He gave you some rodent and turned it into one of those things out of that bad Warner Brothers movie."
"Warner Brothers?" Randi looked confused.
"Don't act so shocked. I get around too, I saw the movie. Randi, if you would, take that outside. Vermin like that don't belong in a hospital."
"But Dr. Weaver, he's so cute!" Randi protested, "Look at the little Mag… whatever it's called," She held up the creature for Kerry to see.
"It's a rat, Randi, a mutated giant rat," was all Kerry said, "Now put it outside."
"It's not a rat!" Randi protested.
"Looks like a rat to me," Abby said, coming over, "Here, Randi, I'll take him out," she held her hands out to Randi expectantly.
"Thank you, Abby," Kerry smiled.
"No!" Randi hugged Gizmo close to her, "He's too sweet!"
"Randi!" Kerry yelled.
"Owe!" Randi yelped as she extracted her finger from the Maguay's mouth.
"Num Nums!" Gizmo said sweetly.
"Fine, OK!" Randi gave Gizmo to Abby, "Get rid of the little fuzzball!" Abby took the Maguay.
"Thank you, Randi," she said, turned on her heal and left.
"OK, little guy, Dr. Weaver doesn't want you inside there," Abby told the thing as she set him down on the sidewalk, "Hospitals aren't places for things like you. What are you, anyway?" she tilted her head at Gizmo, trying to see him from another angle, "You do kinda look like those Furby things. Maybe you're a strange brand of chinchilla," she shrugged, "Well, I'm going in. Nice meeting you," she stood up and turned towards the door. Gizmo waddled after her but found the door close in his face.
"Oof!" Gizmo said, rubbing his head. He raced for a dark area instantly. He found himself in a drain by the street. When he got brave enough, he poked his small, big-eared head out and looked at the sky. He had nothing to fear, the sun was covered in gray clouds. Bright sunlight would kill him. But there was another thing to worry about.
"Uh oh," Gizmo squeaked as cool rain water began to drop from the sky.
"Never EVER get him wet!" Dave had said...
Summary: *grins* hehe! I had such fun writing this! Not that little monsters terrorizing the ER and staff are funny, but it was just fun to write! Crossover and it's pretty obvious with what.
Disclaimer: I do not own ER or anything else… sadly.
A small noise awoke the slightly snoring Randi who jolted awake and started shuffling papers.
"Yes, Dr. Weaver, right away!" she muttered. She stopped, frowned, and looked around. The halls were near empty. Carter was talking to Abby about something, Mark just walked out of an exam room, speaking with Luka about a patient, and a couple of nurses who noticed her jolt awake giggled a bit. But otherwise, Kerry wasn't around and she couldn't see what had awoken her. She heard it again, a cute squeak, almost like a mouse. Then, it began to sing a sweet melody in its cute voice. Randi looked around again. The nurses were all busy again, ignoring her and when she saw nothing that could have been singing, she looked over the desk. There on the floor stood a little thing with big ears and eyes, singing. Randi smiled.
"Awe," she said. Haleh turned at Randi's small sigh.
"Huh?"
"Look," Randi walked to the other side and scooped up the thing.
"It kind of looks like an Ewak. You know, from Star Wars?" Lydia said.
"It could be one of those talking toys, you know, what do they call them?" Chuny struggled to remember, "Oh yeah, a Furby."
"What ever it is, it sure is cute!" Randi said.
"Yeah, but I'd sure like to know what it is," Lydia said.
"You're the one who said it looks like an Ewak!" Randi replied.
"It kinda looks like a brown and white fuzzball with big ears," Dave had arrived and wiped his name off the board.
"Gizmo Gizmo!" the thing said, happily. Dave stopped, his back to Randi and the others. But he spun around so suddenly it made the thing gasp.
"What did it say?" he asked, studying it.
"I think it said… Gizmo…" Haleh shrugged.
"Twice." Randi nodded.
"Gizmo Gizmo!" the thing squeaked again. Dave wrested the thing out of Randi's grip and looked it up and down.
"What are you, huh little guy?" he asked. There was something in his eyes, something in his expression…
"You look like you've seen a ghost. Something wrong?" Lydia asked.
Carter and Abby turned their heads towards the desk and saw Dave holding a fluffy thing and walked over.
"What's that?"
"A Maguay," Dave answered. He didn't seem to believe himself.
"A what?" Carter asked.
"Maguay," Dave answered again and sighed, "OK, look. You can keep it if you have to. But listen. There are rules."
"More rules?" Randi groaned.
"Listen! He hate's bright lights!"
"Since when did you become an expert on them?" Abby asked but Dave ignored her.
"Number two: Never EVER get him wet!"
"But what if he needs a bath?" but Dave ignored Randi as well.
"And lastly, whatever you do, no matter how much he begs, DO NOT feed him after midnight!"
"What does that have to do with anything?" Carter asked. Dave put the Maguay down.
"Look, Gizmo is a very delicate creature."
"How do you know about- wait, what did you call him?" Abby asked.
"Gizmo," Dave answered.
"Whatever. Anyway, how do you know about it?"
"I've seen the movies," Dave shrugged. For a minute, they all looked at him, waiting for him to laugh, but he didn't. So they all burst out laughing themselves.
"What?" Dave asked, "Have you ever seen the movie 'Gremlins?'"
"Dave, you've must have seen it too many times," Carter laughed.
"Fine!" Dave shouted, "If you don't want to listen to me, fine! Give him a midnight snack, give him a bath, do whatever the hell you like, just leave me out of it!" and with that, he stormed off.
"Aren't you cute?" Randi asked Gizmo, in her possession once again. Suddenly, Dave came back.
"Forgot my chart," he told them and left again.
"Who's a cute little fuzzy thing? You are!" Randi was playing with Gizmo, who didn't seem to be in the mood for it.
"Randi, what is that thing?" Kerry asked when she came by.
"Uh, I think Dave called it a-"
"Maguay Maguay!" the little thing chirped.
"Yeah, what he said," Randi shrugged.
"A Maguay?" Kerry raised an eyebrow skeptically. Randi nodded, "What crazy stories has Malucci been feeding you now?"
"He said not to get it wet, not to let it in the sun, and… what was the last crazy rule?" she turned to Haleh.
"He said don't let it eat before midnight," Haleh answered.
"No, after," Lydia corrected. The corners of Kerry's mouth were twitching.
"I see," she nodded, "He gave you some rodent and turned it into one of those things out of that bad Warner Brothers movie."
"Warner Brothers?" Randi looked confused.
"Don't act so shocked. I get around too, I saw the movie. Randi, if you would, take that outside. Vermin like that don't belong in a hospital."
"But Dr. Weaver, he's so cute!" Randi protested, "Look at the little Mag… whatever it's called," She held up the creature for Kerry to see.
"It's a rat, Randi, a mutated giant rat," was all Kerry said, "Now put it outside."
"It's not a rat!" Randi protested.
"Looks like a rat to me," Abby said, coming over, "Here, Randi, I'll take him out," she held her hands out to Randi expectantly.
"Thank you, Abby," Kerry smiled.
"No!" Randi hugged Gizmo close to her, "He's too sweet!"
"Randi!" Kerry yelled.
"Owe!" Randi yelped as she extracted her finger from the Maguay's mouth.
"Num Nums!" Gizmo said sweetly.
"Fine, OK!" Randi gave Gizmo to Abby, "Get rid of the little fuzzball!" Abby took the Maguay.
"Thank you, Randi," she said, turned on her heal and left.
"OK, little guy, Dr. Weaver doesn't want you inside there," Abby told the thing as she set him down on the sidewalk, "Hospitals aren't places for things like you. What are you, anyway?" she tilted her head at Gizmo, trying to see him from another angle, "You do kinda look like those Furby things. Maybe you're a strange brand of chinchilla," she shrugged, "Well, I'm going in. Nice meeting you," she stood up and turned towards the door. Gizmo waddled after her but found the door close in his face.
"Oof!" Gizmo said, rubbing his head. He raced for a dark area instantly. He found himself in a drain by the street. When he got brave enough, he poked his small, big-eared head out and looked at the sky. He had nothing to fear, the sun was covered in gray clouds. Bright sunlight would kill him. But there was another thing to worry about.
"Uh oh," Gizmo squeaked as cool rain water began to drop from the sky.
"Never EVER get him wet!" Dave had said...