Title: Melly and CrazyKid: The VA's two youngest patients/horrors 4/?
Author: Murdock's Crazylady and Retard Mel
Rated: G for now..
Archive: Yes, with a comment card
Summary: Two 4 and 5-year-old patients terrorize the VA with pranks and other mischief...and Guess
who's next....
Warning: Torment to all patients, including the real team, whom is running this VA, and to all clones
(but mostly Face and Hannibal, hehe)
Disclaimer: I don't own the team. Not that I wouldn't mind having Dwight for a big brother though, I
do own CrazyKid and Melly, they are my true child side, and Melly is a true friend of mine. He
knows about this story, and is helping me write it. I sorta own Sky, but Susie owns half too, since it's
loosely based on her as a kid.
Copyright: 2001 Murdock's CrazyLady (MCL) and Retard Mel (RM)
Author's notes : PLEASE send comments. This is my first story of this nature. I know there isn't a real
childrens ward at the VA, but in my version, there is. Please bare in mind that this is a fun story and
that I am in no way normal..er, I mean well...just read it!! (please?!)
The next victim: The PB&J follies
"Okay, after we get him, we better go back to our rooms. We'll get in less trouble dat way. BUT don't
forget we meet at 10 rounds!" Melly said as they got ready to go and pull their next prank the next
morning. "Uh-huh, as long as dey don't get us sirst." CrazyKid replied, still rubbing her sleepy eyes.
She sat suscking her thumb as he closed his Jansport backpack and looked at her.
"Bad dreams back?" He asked, knowing I only said things like that if they were. She nodded,
recalling the dreams of being pulled away from the only friend I ever had, besides Susie 'Sky' Owens,
a 6-year-old from the Children's ward of the VA. Her big brother counted too, but not as much as her
little friends. Melly and her were a team, and no one else could take his place.
"Hey. Us'll be okay. Iffin we does get catched, or you get asked about Hannibal, jus do yike always.
LIE. Say I did it. I can take it, I sneak around here all the time. I can get outta my straight jacket no
problemo. I been here longer den you an dey knows dat, and dey'll believe ya. I knows my way
around tis palace for all us nut-cases. You still wit me?" Mal asked, and Crazykid took her thumb out
of her mouth.
"Yepper. Yet's get em!" Crazykid replied, trying to keep her fear in check. Melly helped her put her
backpack on and they climbed out of the hide out. Once they were out in the open, they were quiet,
and tried to keep all attention off of them asmuch as possiable. They broke into the kitchen and
loaded up their backpacks with peanut butter in huge cans, huge grape jelly and 2 tootsie roll
lollipops. One for Mel and one for Crazykid.
"What cowor?" He asked, as he held out a handful of the prized-to-all-patients suckers. Crazykid
thought a sec. "Puwple." She replied and he handed it to her. She ripped the wrapper off and put the
lolli in her cheek as she watched Mel pick his. "Um..okay. Wed." He said plucking the only red one in
his hand of flavors. He threw the rest of the lollis onto the floor and laughing, suckers planted in
their cheeks, they ran off hand in hand.
They stopped outside of the security door where Worf or BA usually was and peeked in around the
corner. Coast was clear, and in they went, going right to work. Mel took a can of peanut butter and
started at one end of the tiled floor, and Crazykid did the same for the other end. The peanut butter
smeared all over the floor about an inch thick. Then, casually tossing the empty cans of peanut butter
away, the kids went for the grape jelly.
They used this to cover the walls and anything else not covered up by PB, including the computer.
They even added the mixture of sandwich filling to the floor in places. Crazykid took the liberty of
the computer's covering, drawing a face on the screen and even going so far to add a stuck out tongue.
She smeared grape jelly all over the keyboard and suddenly got an idea. She began to type in codes,
making her own program that ran like a screen saver.
She was almost done when Mel came over licking the filling off of his hands. "Whatcha doin?" He
asked as he watched her tapping the keys that were only visable to her because she had memorized
them long ago.
"Watch dis!" Crazykid said as she hit the 'Enter' key and Mel watched, as a picture of Worf and BA
came up, spun around and then was replaced by a skunk, yellow smelly vapors rolling off of it's tail.
Then the small nose-pinching picture of Face and Murdock flashed, saying in big bold red letters, "Ba
and Worf=You stink!! PU! PU! PU!" over and over after the intro. Melly and Crazykid laughed at it
and then they decided they better scat if they wanted to be able to get away scot free. Grabbing their
backpacks, they went to the door to leave, giving the room a last glance before going. "Nifty, let's go. I
gotta wash dis off." Mel said as he was satisfied with the job they'd done. He had the mess all over
him, from his head to his toes.
"Yeah. me too." Crazykid replied, as she looked down at her tannish, purplish blue overalls. She
smearedher grapey sticky hands on her overalls and smiled. "I gotta get dis off for I go back or dem'll
know!" Crazykid said, forgetting they had brought a change of clothes. He smiled and took her hand.
"Member in your backpack?" He reminded her and she nodded. She'd forgotten she'd brought
another set of overalls and a clean shirt.
They were about to go into the hall when they ran right into BA!! Crazykid's eyes grew and her
stomach did a full 180. Then, Mel noticed he didn't see them and yanked Crazykid around the corner.
BA was yelling at someone on a walkie talkie when he absent mindedly stepped into the security
room and as soon as his foot hit the floor, he went sliding across the PB, dropping the talkie as his
arms flailed around in an attempt at stopping. It didn't work and he yelled as his face made contact
with the wall...SSSSPPPLLLLLLLLAAAATTT!!!
Crazykid and Mel soon hit the floor laughing, leaving sticky smears behind on the floor. Then,
Crazykid rolled over and saw a shoe that didn't belong to Melly. She stopped laughing and looked
up the leg that owned the shoe. Once she saw who owned it, she got up and tapped Mel on the
shoulder. He was standing up, almost crying from all the lauging he 'd done when he looked at
Crazykid and saw her look.
He followed her gaze to the person she'd seen whom owned the unknown foot. Seeing who it was, he
grabbed her hand and yanked her off of her knees as Face stood there, his eyes wide and unblinking
like he was in some kind of trance as he watched BA finally slide down the wall and land on the floor
on his back, sloshing as he landed in the mess.
Face didn't notice as the kids ran by him and split up down the hall to change their clothes. Once they
were strippes of their dirty clothes, and changed into clean ones, they met up out in the hall again.
Now in another pair of blue jean overalls, and an olive green t-shirt, and her black converse all-stars
high tops, Crazykid walked out of the bathroom after tying her shoes. Her backpack had her dirty
clothes in it, which she would deposit in a dirty linen barrel on her way back to her room. Mel came
out a few seconds later, wearing his black overalls and a green and blue hood that said Fear me down
the sides of the sleeves. They split up seconds after a promise to meet up at the normal spot and time.
As she went back to W-47, Crazykid put her dirty clothes into a barrel, and smiled.
She was glad that when she finally got back to W-47, and nobody was there. Crazykid tossed her
backpack down and sprawled out on her bed. She let out a sigh of relief and thought to herself as she
got sleepy. She and Melly had gotten this far, and been okay. Now all they had to do was escape
trouble and they'd be totally okay. Crazykid rolled over onto her belly and sleepily waited for her
nap to take her away from reality as she sucked her ever faithful thumb. She fell asleep hoping for the
best and dying for the 10 pm rounds to come.
Melly got back to the CW just in time for his nap too. He followed the rest of the kids as they were
given bathroom breaks and tucked into bed. He went in his turn, and when he returned to his room,
typed a quick email to CrazyKid. He told he they would be okay, that they would get a new victim
tonight, and that he'd see her at 10. Then after sending it and disconnecting from the net, he yawned
and rubbed at his eyes as he climbed into his '2 stupid dogs' clothed bed. He lay on his back and
pulled the covers up to his chin.
As he dozed off, he thought the same thin CrazyKid had. That they'd just have to be okay, after
getting this far. After all, they had a whole hospital of victims just waiting to get theirs. Mel was soon
asleep, thinking up a new plan for his next victim.
TBC