The Goose Incident.
Tumblr prompt from thundergirl007: A goose stows away on Thunderbird Four, which gets loose and runs around the villa. Chaos ensues trying to catch it.
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How the bloody hell it had gotten aboard Thunderbird Four, Gordon has no idea. But there it was; pump and white and waddling. With mean, little piggy red eyes that glare at him and a sharp, snapping orange beak.
Thunderbird Four was their underwater rescue vehicle, emphasis on the underwater part, and Gordon was more used to picking up poor little fish in his airlock than 300 pound, wailing, vicious white-fronted geese.
And it was hissing at him.
The thing was huddled in the corner, shell shocked from Four's rough journey back to the Island in Thunderbird Two's pod (Virgil had insisted it was turbulence and not his driving), and Gordon would have felt sorry for the feathery pile in the corner, had not it tried, as he approached cautiously with his hands outstretched, to bite him.
With a very-manly-thank-you-very-much yelp, the young aquanaut had gotten a charming view of the rows of tiny, serrated teeth within the little dinosaur's beak as it tried to take his fingers off and he had turned tail and fled, screaming, out of his 'bird.
Only to be chased.
The devil goose (for at this point, the thing must simply be possessed) had rushed after him, squawking and flapping and hissing, it's wings spread menacingly like a tiny harbinger of doom as it tries to go for the backs of Gordon's ankles.
Virgil get's about three seconds of Gordon, running, shrieking, past his vision followed by some kind of lumpy white blur, before they've disappearing out of TB2's hanger, heading up towards the villa. He blinks for a second, wondering what the hell that had all been about before he shrugs, turning back to his inspection of Thunderbird 2's left wing. Gordon will be Gordon.
And speaking of, the second youngest Tracy is off like a shot, up, through the secret hatch in their Father's office, still screaming, and out the door. He passes the living room, where Alan and Kayo are watching some kind of sports on the television, and skids past Grandma in the kitchen. He's through the sliding double doors that leads out to the pool before any of them can react.
Scott, who'd been reclining in a deckchair by the pool after the rescue, has less than a minute to form a strangled "What the...?" before there's a huge, white living projectile flying straight for his head. But its target isn't him at all, but Gordon, whose just sprinted past. The thing climbs straight over Scott, squawking and flapping in his face like the eldest Tracy brother is not even there and oof; it plants it's slimy, webbed feet right in the middle of his stomach as it does so. "Is that a goose?" he gasps out; the large, feathery bum in his face had been a big clue to that one, and as the thing continues its rampage Scott pulls himself upright, staring, disbelieving, as the bird corners Gordon, hissing angrily. It's looking like it thinks his fingers would be a tasty treat.
"What did you do to it?" Scott yells, still staring as it tries to leap at his brother, jaws snapping.
"I don't know! Bloody thing just wants to kill me!" Gordon howls, nearly toppling into the shrubbery behind him as he tries to evade the honking, violent bird.
"I'll catch it!" comes a voice from behind Scott and he turns to see Alan, waving around the net they use for scooping things out of the pool. Standing quickly to get out of his way, Scott leaps aside as Alan barrels past, swinging the pole wildly. With a grin, Alan plops the net down over the struggling, thrashing bird but he's not expecting how strong the goose is and Alan cries out as he's suddenly being pulled, dragged along the ground no matter how much he digs his heels in. Gordon takes advantage of its distraction by leaping away, dashing round the other side of the pool to put as much distance between him and that thing as possible. He also might be hiding behind Scott, but he'll later deny that vehemently to anyone who asks.
Looking around for it's now missing prey; the demon goose discovers it missing and notices, instead the beautiful, blue expanse of water before it.
Goosy Loosy has discovered the pool.
And of course, with strength unbeknown to the poor youngest Tracy, as the goose dives towards the water, Alan, on the other end of the net, gets dragged in with it, fully clothed and hits the water with a loud splash.
He surfaces, red faced and spluttering, to the chorus of both his brother's laughing their heads off. So of course, what else was Alan to do, but to pull them in with him?
The goose sticks around after that; lurking in places the brothers least expect it. It lays eggs in the office and tries to eat the curtains in Alan's bedroom. It follows Gordon around for a week, honking and hissing and it scares poor Kayo while she's trying to get her shoes out of the cupboard under the stairs, as it had been hiding in there. It makes a nest under the lid of Virgil's grand piano and it scares the bjeezus out of Scott when it sneaks up on him in the shower, honking angrily at soap suds and wreaking sudden, flappy vengeance on the bottom of his towel.
It only disappears, mysteriously, after their Grandmother threatens to pluck and cook it and the bird decides to make itself scarce.