Chapter Three: Limburger Plaza:12:00pm Local time
Author: Mandragoran
Rating: PG- For language and violence
Authors note: Takes place inbetween Confessions and A night alone. Before
Jessie returns. Please Read and Review.
Disclaimer: I personally own none of the orginal BMFM but I do own my own
characters. Please get permision before using them...thanks.
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Limburger Plaza: 12:00pm Local time
The sparkling of the transproter slowly disapeared and Fury and Mat
steped out into a large office.
A huge man seated behind a desk groaned "Not another mouse!"
The shorter...umm..human? hissed.
"But, your chunky cheeeezzeeenessss.*gasp* Thiz izz Captain Fury...one
of the BEZT smugglers in the galazy!"
Fury kept his smug smile plastered on. God that things voice was like
fingernails on a chaulkboard!
"Well then, in that case..." The man behind the desk rose. "Greetings
my dear Captain Fury!" He gave a glance at Mat but dissmissed the older
man. "Hopefully you'll be able to render me more assistance then these
oranatangic buffons, that I have in my employment."
Fury almost gaged as Limburger came close...UGH! Plutarkain!
"It depends, Limburger." He said smoothly, fighting the urge to crinkle
his nose. "There IS a little matter of our payment." His eyes glittered as
he saw Limburger squirm.
"Ah yes...payment." He sais the last word with a lothing quality. It
wasn't surprising there wasn't much Plutarkains favored over money...except
maybe slime worms.
"Would oh..." Limburger snapped his fingers and a disfigured little
creature came forward with a breif case. He opened it and Fury looked at
the Earthling dollars inside.
"Will this be sufficient?" Limburger asked smuggly.
Fury chuckled, rolling his eyes "Oh Please!" he groaned "Earth money?!"
He turned to Mat "Obviously he doesn't think to hightly of my intelegence."
Mat took out his lazor gun and blasted the breifcase outa the little
mis-matched things hands. Papper money scattered to the floor, some of it
on fire.
The little creature laughed. And then sighed in pleasure. "I just LOVE
it when they do that... hehehehehe..."
Limburger stood summing "Now see here..." He started.
"No." Fury interupted him "YOU listen to ME. I want Gold gills, you
want the weapons, its as easy as that. As for that...stuff." He pointed at
the smoking bills "You know as well as I do that I'd have better luck
trying to use play money outside this planet. It's about the same value."
Limburger straightened his tie. "Gold gills take time to proqure young
man, surely you don't think..."
Fury shruged "Then get your goons to do the job." He looked to
Carbunckle "You! Send us back..."
Mat raised his gun and an eyebrow at the scientist, daring him to argue.
"Now wait just a moment!" Limburger said hurely "I never
said I COULDN'T get them...."
Fury turned back to Limburger "And how many are we talking about
getting?" He asked
"Ten?"
Fury turned back to the transporter.
"Twenty? Thirty?....One Hundred!!"
Fury stoped in his tracks. He turned back smiling. ~God he must be
pretty deperite~
Fury walked up to him and extended his hand "I think we've just
reached an agreement."
Limburger smiled uneasily "You drive a hard bargain. I better NOT be
disapointed."
Fury let the smile grow wider. "No one has so far."
Author: Mandragoran
Rating: PG- For language and violence
Authors note: Takes place inbetween Confessions and A night alone. Before
Jessie returns. Please Read and Review.
Disclaimer: I personally own none of the orginal BMFM but I do own my own
characters. Please get permision before using them...thanks.
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Limburger Plaza: 12:00pm Local time
The sparkling of the transproter slowly disapeared and Fury and Mat
steped out into a large office.
A huge man seated behind a desk groaned "Not another mouse!"
The shorter...umm..human? hissed.
"But, your chunky cheeeezzeeenessss.*gasp* Thiz izz Captain Fury...one
of the BEZT smugglers in the galazy!"
Fury kept his smug smile plastered on. God that things voice was like
fingernails on a chaulkboard!
"Well then, in that case..." The man behind the desk rose. "Greetings
my dear Captain Fury!" He gave a glance at Mat but dissmissed the older
man. "Hopefully you'll be able to render me more assistance then these
oranatangic buffons, that I have in my employment."
Fury almost gaged as Limburger came close...UGH! Plutarkain!
"It depends, Limburger." He said smoothly, fighting the urge to crinkle
his nose. "There IS a little matter of our payment." His eyes glittered as
he saw Limburger squirm.
"Ah yes...payment." He sais the last word with a lothing quality. It
wasn't surprising there wasn't much Plutarkains favored over money...except
maybe slime worms.
"Would oh..." Limburger snapped his fingers and a disfigured little
creature came forward with a breif case. He opened it and Fury looked at
the Earthling dollars inside.
"Will this be sufficient?" Limburger asked smuggly.
Fury chuckled, rolling his eyes "Oh Please!" he groaned "Earth money?!"
He turned to Mat "Obviously he doesn't think to hightly of my intelegence."
Mat took out his lazor gun and blasted the breifcase outa the little
mis-matched things hands. Papper money scattered to the floor, some of it
on fire.
The little creature laughed. And then sighed in pleasure. "I just LOVE
it when they do that... hehehehehe..."
Limburger stood summing "Now see here..." He started.
"No." Fury interupted him "YOU listen to ME. I want Gold gills, you
want the weapons, its as easy as that. As for that...stuff." He pointed at
the smoking bills "You know as well as I do that I'd have better luck
trying to use play money outside this planet. It's about the same value."
Limburger straightened his tie. "Gold gills take time to proqure young
man, surely you don't think..."
Fury shruged "Then get your goons to do the job." He looked to
Carbunckle "You! Send us back..."
Mat raised his gun and an eyebrow at the scientist, daring him to argue.
"Now wait just a moment!" Limburger said hurely "I never
said I COULDN'T get them...."
Fury turned back to Limburger "And how many are we talking about
getting?" He asked
"Ten?"
Fury turned back to the transporter.
"Twenty? Thirty?....One Hundred!!"
Fury stoped in his tracks. He turned back smiling. ~God he must be
pretty deperite~
Fury walked up to him and extended his hand "I think we've just
reached an agreement."
Limburger smiled uneasily "You drive a hard bargain. I better NOT be
disapointed."
Fury let the smile grow wider. "No one has so far."