Title: Romance and Mysteries
Authors: linda23456, sophronia, buck626
Authors' Note: As you can see, this fic is the work of many people. It's a running story where each person posts part of it and leaves it unfinished so that the next person can play along. The story is currently being worked on at televisionwithoutpity.com, so feel free to come on over and add your own piece.
Disclaimer: We don't own the characters or anything else (Brenda Hampton, et al do), but if we did, things might be better…
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Chapter 7
By the time Ruthie rolled into Vegas, the sun was starting to set. The whole town had a warm orange glow as the lights from the casinos got brighter and brighter. As Ruthie drove up the Las Vegas Strip, she marveled at the sights. "What a cool place this is," she thought. "I wonder why Mom and Dad never brought us here on vacation. It must be a very religious place since there are so many chapels here."
Not sure of where to go next, and very tired from the trip, she longed for a place to take a nap. Unfortunately, the only money she had was $5.37 that she found under the car seats. The money was in a small change purse with a copy of her half sister/ex-sister-in-law Sarah's driver's license.
Ruthie spotted a billboard with two guys and a big pretty tiger on it and decided that this seemed like a good place to stop. She pulled the car into the Mirage and handed the keys to the valet. She entered the building and couldn't believe her eyes. In front of her was what must be the world's biggest arcade!!
She ran to the first machine she saw and threw $5.00 into it. She pushed the button and suddenly lights began flashing and bells were ringing. Money began pouring out of the machine. "What a cool arcade!" exclaimed Ruthie as a casino employee approached her.
"Excuse me miss, but do you have any I.D.?" asked the security guard.
"I have this one," said Ruthie, as she handed him Sarah's license.
The security guard looked at Ruthie and then at the I.D. and handed it back to her. "Sorry about that, Ms. Camden. Congratulations on your winnings."
Fiercely, Annie gripped the controls of the plane. She felt a bit better now that she was piloting the plane. It was always the case that if you wanted something done right, you just had to do it yourself. She started thinking about their destination. She was positive that her children would be grateful once they realized that everything was for the best -- once they were reminded that she always knew what was best for them, no matter what they thought.
Suddenly her reverie was interrupted by squawks from the radio. Angry voices demanded that she land the plane immediately.
Annie was furious. How dare these peons question her authority? It was just like her hero, Richard Nixon! Everyone was always against him, too! But he never gave in, and she wasn't about to, either.
Annie picked up the radio headset and barked into it, "This is Annie Camden! You can stop your ridiculous threats and demands, because I'm only doing God's work! I'm a wife and mother, after all! I taught morality to children!"
Another voice broke throught the static. Annie was astonished to hear her husband desperately pleading, "Annie! You've got to listen to them! Stop the plane!"
Annie glanced out the side window of the cockpit and saw her husband and her son Simon pacing her in a small plane. Simon was piloting, while Eric pleaded with his wife over the plane's radio.
"Eric!" Annie shrieked. "How could you? Simon doesn't even have his driver's license yet!"
Matt, Robbie and International Pop Sensation all stood in front of the gas station, arguing over what they would do next. Robbie and IPS Joy were trying to figure a way to dump Matt -- they had rented the Tommy and Pamela Lee video, and out of sight of RevCam and PsychoCam, IPS and soon-to-be Mr. IPS were finally able to duplicate the pulling-over-to-the-side-of-the- freeway scene. Matt was staring blankly at map, wondering out loud why there was a street called Bear Valley Road in the middle of the desert. Their concentration was broke, however, when they looked up and saw a passenger jet, a Cessna, and nine fighter jets flying in convoy. Little did they know...
Back at the plane, Annie has snapped. She strapped on pair of flight goggles and a leather jacket and she already drugged the flight personnel. The fighter jets pleaded with Annie to turn around. But they said they wouldn't shoot her down, because -- of course -- one of the fighter pilots is a "friend" of RevCam's. Apparently, he coaxed him out of a life of drugs and necrophilia in the early 70s.
Simon, meanwhile, is showing exemplary flight skills for a clown who's never flown a plane. "I learned a lot in aviation class, dad. You know, one of the 17 classes I took with Morris last year." RevCam thought of asking him about his possible alternative lifestyle, but there were more pressing concerns.
On the plane, Mary was about to do something, but then she looked out the window and saw stud pony Robbie standing in front of a gas station with IPS and Dopey. "That bastard," she said to me. "He won't do me and my dying career, but he'll climb on that skank who could be worth millions soon."
Lucy meanwhile, who's role has been reduced so much, she's wondering if she's been dropped to recurring status, is keeping an eye on the kids, but don't count her out! She has a plan that involves her, Mary and a well- place steel cage that just happens to be on the plane....
Authors: linda23456, sophronia, buck626
Authors' Note: As you can see, this fic is the work of many people. It's a running story where each person posts part of it and leaves it unfinished so that the next person can play along. The story is currently being worked on at televisionwithoutpity.com, so feel free to come on over and add your own piece.
Disclaimer: We don't own the characters or anything else (Brenda Hampton, et al do), but if we did, things might be better…
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Chapter 7
By the time Ruthie rolled into Vegas, the sun was starting to set. The whole town had a warm orange glow as the lights from the casinos got brighter and brighter. As Ruthie drove up the Las Vegas Strip, she marveled at the sights. "What a cool place this is," she thought. "I wonder why Mom and Dad never brought us here on vacation. It must be a very religious place since there are so many chapels here."
Not sure of where to go next, and very tired from the trip, she longed for a place to take a nap. Unfortunately, the only money she had was $5.37 that she found under the car seats. The money was in a small change purse with a copy of her half sister/ex-sister-in-law Sarah's driver's license.
Ruthie spotted a billboard with two guys and a big pretty tiger on it and decided that this seemed like a good place to stop. She pulled the car into the Mirage and handed the keys to the valet. She entered the building and couldn't believe her eyes. In front of her was what must be the world's biggest arcade!!
She ran to the first machine she saw and threw $5.00 into it. She pushed the button and suddenly lights began flashing and bells were ringing. Money began pouring out of the machine. "What a cool arcade!" exclaimed Ruthie as a casino employee approached her.
"Excuse me miss, but do you have any I.D.?" asked the security guard.
"I have this one," said Ruthie, as she handed him Sarah's license.
The security guard looked at Ruthie and then at the I.D. and handed it back to her. "Sorry about that, Ms. Camden. Congratulations on your winnings."
Fiercely, Annie gripped the controls of the plane. She felt a bit better now that she was piloting the plane. It was always the case that if you wanted something done right, you just had to do it yourself. She started thinking about their destination. She was positive that her children would be grateful once they realized that everything was for the best -- once they were reminded that she always knew what was best for them, no matter what they thought.
Suddenly her reverie was interrupted by squawks from the radio. Angry voices demanded that she land the plane immediately.
Annie was furious. How dare these peons question her authority? It was just like her hero, Richard Nixon! Everyone was always against him, too! But he never gave in, and she wasn't about to, either.
Annie picked up the radio headset and barked into it, "This is Annie Camden! You can stop your ridiculous threats and demands, because I'm only doing God's work! I'm a wife and mother, after all! I taught morality to children!"
Another voice broke throught the static. Annie was astonished to hear her husband desperately pleading, "Annie! You've got to listen to them! Stop the plane!"
Annie glanced out the side window of the cockpit and saw her husband and her son Simon pacing her in a small plane. Simon was piloting, while Eric pleaded with his wife over the plane's radio.
"Eric!" Annie shrieked. "How could you? Simon doesn't even have his driver's license yet!"
Matt, Robbie and International Pop Sensation all stood in front of the gas station, arguing over what they would do next. Robbie and IPS Joy were trying to figure a way to dump Matt -- they had rented the Tommy and Pamela Lee video, and out of sight of RevCam and PsychoCam, IPS and soon-to-be Mr. IPS were finally able to duplicate the pulling-over-to-the-side-of-the- freeway scene. Matt was staring blankly at map, wondering out loud why there was a street called Bear Valley Road in the middle of the desert. Their concentration was broke, however, when they looked up and saw a passenger jet, a Cessna, and nine fighter jets flying in convoy. Little did they know...
Back at the plane, Annie has snapped. She strapped on pair of flight goggles and a leather jacket and she already drugged the flight personnel. The fighter jets pleaded with Annie to turn around. But they said they wouldn't shoot her down, because -- of course -- one of the fighter pilots is a "friend" of RevCam's. Apparently, he coaxed him out of a life of drugs and necrophilia in the early 70s.
Simon, meanwhile, is showing exemplary flight skills for a clown who's never flown a plane. "I learned a lot in aviation class, dad. You know, one of the 17 classes I took with Morris last year." RevCam thought of asking him about his possible alternative lifestyle, but there were more pressing concerns.
On the plane, Mary was about to do something, but then she looked out the window and saw stud pony Robbie standing in front of a gas station with IPS and Dopey. "That bastard," she said to me. "He won't do me and my dying career, but he'll climb on that skank who could be worth millions soon."
Lucy meanwhile, who's role has been reduced so much, she's wondering if she's been dropped to recurring status, is keeping an eye on the kids, but don't count her out! She has a plan that involves her, Mary and a well- place steel cage that just happens to be on the plane....