The Magickal Golden Corn Stalk
Chapter Two: Team 1 Begins
Disclaimer: Geez, didn't you read the first chapter? I don't own these people! None of them! Except myself. But even I don't want to own myself, so if anyone wants me, just say so in the review you know you wanna leave. ^_^ Anyway, please don't sue me. I'm poor. I still only have $22, as of writing this. So, yeah. Suing me isn't worth it.
Summary: What do you get when you mix one insane writer, 18 of her favorite characters from various TV shows/books/movies and a magickal, golden corn stalk? This story! Now read on!
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"So, what species are you?" Julian asked Acorna as Team 1 just ran, to where? They didn't know.
"Linyarri."
"And they all look like you?"
"Not all. My coat is white because of my having traveled in space. No one is sure why, but space travel causes a Linyarri to change this color."
"Fascinating."
"I *hate* to break up this lovely little conversation," Aeryn said, "but do you have any place special you're taking us? Or are we just running for our health?"
Acorna stopped abruptly, conveniently enough, in front of a door. The rest of the team also stopped.
"I don't know why I was running. Or why I stopped." Acorna looked around. "What's this?" she asked, pointing at the door.
"The galley," D'Argo said.
"Is it safe?" Eddie asked.
"No," Aeryn said, rolling her eyes. "The food has a tendency to attack people at random, and the appliances are schizophrenic. Especially this one spatula. It thinks it's John Wayne."
"You don't have to be rude, man."
"Rude? You don't know *half* the meaning of 'rude,' you little–"
"We shouldn't argue," Acorna interrupted. "It won't help if we want to work together."
"Maybe some of us don't. Why do we even *want* to get this stupid corn stalk?" Stark asked. "Come to think of it, who makes a corn stalk golden, let alone magickal? And why does Manda keep spelling magickal with a 'k?!'" Stark let out a scream.
"Very good questions," Acorna said when Stark was done with his screaming fit. "Why don't you go ask Manda, …?"
"Stark," Stark said. He sighed. "Why me?"
"'Cause she's the leader, and she told you to?" Eddie offered.
"Because your whining is bloody annoying," Julian grumbled.
"Because I'm going to strangle you if you scream like that again," Aeryn growled.
"All of the above," D'Argo said.
Acorna nodded, "Those reasons, plus, he asked the questions," she said.
Nods and "Ahhh's" came from everyone but Stark, who was pouting.
"But I don't want too!" he whined.
"Yeah, well, too bad," Eddie said.
"Should've kept your mouth shut," Acorna said. "Now go. We'll be in the galley."
Stark sighed. "Fine. Booga booga booga," he mumbled.
Instantly, he vanished.
"Hey, can we ditch him?" Eddie asked.
Acorna thought for a moment. "It's an appealing idea, but no. I don't think Manda would let us."
"What an evil writer," Julian said as they walked into the galley.
"Yeah, so I brought all my favorite characters here so I could torture them," Manda explained to a certain cute engineer from an old Enterprise.
"But if they're your favorite characters, why do you wanna torture them?" Trip asked in his cute southern accent.
Manda shrugged. "'Cause I'm evil."
"Oh. That's kinda cool." He paused a sec. "How're you torturing them?"
"Oh, I 'em into teams and they have to find the magickal golden corn stalk."
"What happens when they find it?"
Manda shrugged again. "I don't know yet. What do you think, Trip?"
"Hmmm." Trip though. "Turn 'em into lamps."
"Lamps, huh? That's an idea. I better jot that one down. See, I was thinking maybe fish or frogs, but I didn't know."
"Fish sounds good."
Manda smiled. "Trip, I like the way you think."
Suddenly, Stark appeared in front of Manda
"Damn it all Stark! Can't you see I'm *trying* to flirt with a cute guy here?!"
Stark looked up at Trip, whose face was going bright red. "Uh, sorry. But I have a couple of questions."
Manda growled and rolled her eyes. "Fine, but make it quick."
"Ok. First, why do we want to get this corn stalk?"
"'Cause I said you do," Manda said stubbornly.
Chiana suddenly appeared.
"Hey! You wait your turn buddy. Go ahead Stark."
"Who makes a corn stalk golden and magickal?"
"I do."
Stark raised his eyebrow. "All right. And why do you keep spelling magickal with a 'k?'"
"I like magickal spelled with a 'k,'" Trip said. "It's creative."
Manda beamed. "Thank you Trip."
"Ok," Stark said. "Uh, thanks, I guess."
"Good," Manda said. "Now go away."
"Bitchy much?" Stark muttered. "Erm, macaroni and cheese." He disappeared.
"All right, now what do you want Chiana, and make it quick!"
The team was deep in discussion when stark returned.
"So, you think the corn stalk is in this 'Command,' as you call it?" Acorna asked.
D'Argo shrugged. "I'm just naming places it could be." He looked at Stark as he walked to the group. "Get your answers?"
"Yeah," Stark said. "She says 'cause she says we do, she does, and some guy named Trip that she's got the hots for thinks spelling it with a 'k' is creative."
"Manda captured another helpless, unwilling victim?"
"This Trip guy hardly looked unwilling. But anyway, we're going to Command?"
"Yes," Julian said. "Your ship mates think it's worth a shot."
"So what's the quickest way there?" Eddie asked.
Aeryn, D'Argo, and Stark looked at each other. "Probably just left out the door and straight," Aeryn said. The others nodded.
"Well," Acorna said, "let's go."
As they all turned to leave, they heard a strange noise from behind them. They turned around to see a certain spatula doing a Ryan Stiles-like impression of John Wayne.
"I think Manda heard us," Julian said in shock.
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A/n: Well's, there's the beginning of Team 1's (mis)adventures! I hope you like. Yes, I realize I just posted the beginning yesterday, but I was just inspired to write! Plus, y'know, this story is just way too much fun. He he he…I have RPG Maker. I'm thinking of making this a game. ^_^ Yes, I would be that evil. Anyway, ignore my thinking a loud. Just review, please! And tell me which team should win, 'cause I still don't know. Your votes count guys! And if you want to see my chat with any other cute guys, lemme know that too. OH! And my friend Kara (*FiReFaIrY*) is going to make a cameo. Tell me, would you rather see her beaten with a duck, or a pig? Ok, guys, now that I've taken up enough of your precious reviewing time, go review! ^_^
~ Manda/ScapeGirl
Chapter Two: Team 1 Begins
Disclaimer: Geez, didn't you read the first chapter? I don't own these people! None of them! Except myself. But even I don't want to own myself, so if anyone wants me, just say so in the review you know you wanna leave. ^_^ Anyway, please don't sue me. I'm poor. I still only have $22, as of writing this. So, yeah. Suing me isn't worth it.
Summary: What do you get when you mix one insane writer, 18 of her favorite characters from various TV shows/books/movies and a magickal, golden corn stalk? This story! Now read on!
**************************************************************************** ***********************************
"So, what species are you?" Julian asked Acorna as Team 1 just ran, to where? They didn't know.
"Linyarri."
"And they all look like you?"
"Not all. My coat is white because of my having traveled in space. No one is sure why, but space travel causes a Linyarri to change this color."
"Fascinating."
"I *hate* to break up this lovely little conversation," Aeryn said, "but do you have any place special you're taking us? Or are we just running for our health?"
Acorna stopped abruptly, conveniently enough, in front of a door. The rest of the team also stopped.
"I don't know why I was running. Or why I stopped." Acorna looked around. "What's this?" she asked, pointing at the door.
"The galley," D'Argo said.
"Is it safe?" Eddie asked.
"No," Aeryn said, rolling her eyes. "The food has a tendency to attack people at random, and the appliances are schizophrenic. Especially this one spatula. It thinks it's John Wayne."
"You don't have to be rude, man."
"Rude? You don't know *half* the meaning of 'rude,' you little–"
"We shouldn't argue," Acorna interrupted. "It won't help if we want to work together."
"Maybe some of us don't. Why do we even *want* to get this stupid corn stalk?" Stark asked. "Come to think of it, who makes a corn stalk golden, let alone magickal? And why does Manda keep spelling magickal with a 'k?!'" Stark let out a scream.
"Very good questions," Acorna said when Stark was done with his screaming fit. "Why don't you go ask Manda, …?"
"Stark," Stark said. He sighed. "Why me?"
"'Cause she's the leader, and she told you to?" Eddie offered.
"Because your whining is bloody annoying," Julian grumbled.
"Because I'm going to strangle you if you scream like that again," Aeryn growled.
"All of the above," D'Argo said.
Acorna nodded, "Those reasons, plus, he asked the questions," she said.
Nods and "Ahhh's" came from everyone but Stark, who was pouting.
"But I don't want too!" he whined.
"Yeah, well, too bad," Eddie said.
"Should've kept your mouth shut," Acorna said. "Now go. We'll be in the galley."
Stark sighed. "Fine. Booga booga booga," he mumbled.
Instantly, he vanished.
"Hey, can we ditch him?" Eddie asked.
Acorna thought for a moment. "It's an appealing idea, but no. I don't think Manda would let us."
"What an evil writer," Julian said as they walked into the galley.
"Yeah, so I brought all my favorite characters here so I could torture them," Manda explained to a certain cute engineer from an old Enterprise.
"But if they're your favorite characters, why do you wanna torture them?" Trip asked in his cute southern accent.
Manda shrugged. "'Cause I'm evil."
"Oh. That's kinda cool." He paused a sec. "How're you torturing them?"
"Oh, I 'em into teams and they have to find the magickal golden corn stalk."
"What happens when they find it?"
Manda shrugged again. "I don't know yet. What do you think, Trip?"
"Hmmm." Trip though. "Turn 'em into lamps."
"Lamps, huh? That's an idea. I better jot that one down. See, I was thinking maybe fish or frogs, but I didn't know."
"Fish sounds good."
Manda smiled. "Trip, I like the way you think."
Suddenly, Stark appeared in front of Manda
"Damn it all Stark! Can't you see I'm *trying* to flirt with a cute guy here?!"
Stark looked up at Trip, whose face was going bright red. "Uh, sorry. But I have a couple of questions."
Manda growled and rolled her eyes. "Fine, but make it quick."
"Ok. First, why do we want to get this corn stalk?"
"'Cause I said you do," Manda said stubbornly.
Chiana suddenly appeared.
"Hey! You wait your turn buddy. Go ahead Stark."
"Who makes a corn stalk golden and magickal?"
"I do."
Stark raised his eyebrow. "All right. And why do you keep spelling magickal with a 'k?'"
"I like magickal spelled with a 'k,'" Trip said. "It's creative."
Manda beamed. "Thank you Trip."
"Ok," Stark said. "Uh, thanks, I guess."
"Good," Manda said. "Now go away."
"Bitchy much?" Stark muttered. "Erm, macaroni and cheese." He disappeared.
"All right, now what do you want Chiana, and make it quick!"
The team was deep in discussion when stark returned.
"So, you think the corn stalk is in this 'Command,' as you call it?" Acorna asked.
D'Argo shrugged. "I'm just naming places it could be." He looked at Stark as he walked to the group. "Get your answers?"
"Yeah," Stark said. "She says 'cause she says we do, she does, and some guy named Trip that she's got the hots for thinks spelling it with a 'k' is creative."
"Manda captured another helpless, unwilling victim?"
"This Trip guy hardly looked unwilling. But anyway, we're going to Command?"
"Yes," Julian said. "Your ship mates think it's worth a shot."
"So what's the quickest way there?" Eddie asked.
Aeryn, D'Argo, and Stark looked at each other. "Probably just left out the door and straight," Aeryn said. The others nodded.
"Well," Acorna said, "let's go."
As they all turned to leave, they heard a strange noise from behind them. They turned around to see a certain spatula doing a Ryan Stiles-like impression of John Wayne.
"I think Manda heard us," Julian said in shock.
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A/n: Well's, there's the beginning of Team 1's (mis)adventures! I hope you like. Yes, I realize I just posted the beginning yesterday, but I was just inspired to write! Plus, y'know, this story is just way too much fun. He he he…I have RPG Maker. I'm thinking of making this a game. ^_^ Yes, I would be that evil. Anyway, ignore my thinking a loud. Just review, please! And tell me which team should win, 'cause I still don't know. Your votes count guys! And if you want to see my chat with any other cute guys, lemme know that too. OH! And my friend Kara (*FiReFaIrY*) is going to make a cameo. Tell me, would you rather see her beaten with a duck, or a pig? Ok, guys, now that I've taken up enough of your precious reviewing time, go review! ^_^
~ Manda/ScapeGirl