Al Gore: I own every thing, I made the internet. The computer you are using
now I own it. I OWN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE.
MM50K: you crazy old disillusioned bastard. tags Al Gore with taser. Calm down now. As the prince of this universe, and the eternal champion, I say that I do not own zoids or the movie legend of drunken master. But I do own this story seeing as I'm the one writing it. grins evilly, tags Al Gore a few more times with the taser. What is the world coming to now a days? Some one loses something and they clam it was stolen. And now for the chapter "when punishments are dealt."
Brad slowly got out of his zoid. The fox could tell that it's warrior was in deep trouble and was stalling as long as he could. Good thing he had all those bottles he still had hidden in the hover cargo, so that when this was all over with he could drown out his pain in his bottle of twenty dollar bootlegged whiskey. Then brad realized something… Bit and Leena never took those bottles of alcohol that was in their zoids. Brad ran back to Bit and Leena's zoids and climbed around looking for the bottles.
"Damn their not here. Guess they both sobered up enough to get rid of some of the evidence."
Brad kept walking down the long hallways of the hover cargo. He never noticed how really short they were when you didn't want to get to where you were going. Brad started to feel sober again so he got on one knee and lifted up his pant leg, revealing a small flask of his alcohol. Taking a large swig of the warm alcohol made him feel better, but he reminded himself he needed to buy a insulated flask… warm liquor just doesn't taste very good. But he understood why the British drank their beer warm… the Lucas electric company couldn't wire anything worth their own weight in crap, least of all refrigerators. He walked by Leena's room and heard something inside. He crept closer and closer to the door and opening it just barely he saw Bit and Leena drinking his alcohol and going at it again. He shuddered and closed the door trying to rid his mind of what he had just seen.
"Maybe I should trick Jamie into going in to get them… yeah if he can handle that much alcohol he needs a little childhood trauma, it builds character."
He kept walking a little faster to get away from the noise that Leena was making. He soon reached the command room, and his punishment from the doc. But to his surprise Naomi was with him and Jamie was no where in sight.
"Brad your very lucky that Naomi was here and talked me into her giving you your punishment. She promised me that you would be severely punished." The Doc told him he said some more stuff but Brad wasn't paying attention the alcohol he had drank earlier was taking effect again. The only thing going though his mind was "oh shit oh shit oh shit. Naomi is going to punish me?" Brad just nodded yes, no, yes, yes, and an I don't know. This seemed to satisfy the Doc and he left Brad's fate in the hands of a crazy woman that had the hots for him. They walked down the hall and he could still hear Bit and Leena going at it.
Brad wondered to himself "how long before Doc found out about it." They stole all his alcohol that he didn't have hidden on his body or in his stash. So they could be drunk for a while but did Doc know that Bit and Leena were drunk too and right now probably even more intoxicated than he was.
Jamie walked by them, and Brad remembered his little trick to play on him. "Hey, Jamie, go tell Leena to be quite, she in her room, ok?"
Jamie looked at him strange and said ok I'll see what I can do. Jamie walked down the hall, Naomi pushed Brad a little bit to get him going but he remained still, waiting for what he was sure to come. Jamie opened the door and looked in, his eyes opened wide. He turned around locked the door shut it, then took three steps toward Brad almost reaching him before falling flat on his face making it even more red. Jamie didn't move so Brad thought the poor kid passed out from the sight. It just isn't something young minds can handle. Brad thought to himself again, "Ahh yes a little childhood trauma builds character. But this is more than a little trauma, so I figure he's gonna be out of it for quite some time at least until he gets some. Which would be like… never!"
Brad started moving again to where ever Naomi took him. First it was the workout room.
Pierce looked out over a peaceful lake, she took a sip of her margarita. She let the salt and the alcohol mix, she had to admit salt and alcohol just don't work well together. She ordered two shots of tequila, and downed them quickly. She just couldn't get that pilot out of her mind, that damnable Wild Eagle. He had shot her down quite a few times and he kept calling her Little lady. That's why she couldn't get him out of her mind. She'd show him how little she was. That's when she made up her mind to go to the Blitz team base and kidnap that Wild Eagle. With a little alcohol it shouldn't be to hard, he looked like he couldn't take much so she'd get him drunk and take off with him.
"I'll get you yet Wild Eagle, you will be mine at last."
She got up and walked out leaving a large tip for the waiter. Pierce walked away from the bar and jumped into her Brand New Raynos that she … liberated from the Back draft. This one wasn't called a rayNOS for nothing she had enough nitrous oxide in it to boost the speed to mach 4.5.
Brad was dead beat tired after doing: sixty, one hundred and thirty pound benches, one hundred pull ups, 500 push ups, forty 400 pound squats, and just to round it out he had to do a burn out on the butterfly press starting at 150 pounds. He was about ready to die and he sure felt like it and he was sure he was going to in the days that followed this one. He was gonna be really sore for a while… a long while. Naomi kept a close watch on him most of the time but she had her back turned for a second he took a swig of his alcohol in the flask strapped to his leg. If they wanted him to work and sweat till all the alcohol was out, he could play that game.
"Oh, God I'm thirsty, I need a drink. And my head hurts like hell."
Naomi looked at him she had worked him hard but it was for his own good, it sounded now like he was sobering up. She knew from experience that it would take a little time before the last effects of the alcohol that he had been drinking wore off. "Ok Brad time for a water break."
Brad looked really relived, he bolted up and took two steps before falling face first into the floor. That was the last thing Brad remembered, he had gotten up too fast and got really dizzy from the dehydration. Alcohol just doesn't give your body anything so when you drink only alcohol for any length of time and then do serious exercise your not gonna do well afterward.
Later brad woke up in his room with it smelling clean and fresh… the smell of alcohol was gone from his room. It was impossible, they couldn't do that. That means that they cleaned him out of all of his alcohol that he had hidden in his room. He checked under his bed, under the mattress, he checked the bed itself his water bed has never been so comfortable since he replaced the water with alcohol but the water was back in it. He unbolted some of the ceiling bolts and looked around up there, they had gotten those too. He opened the back of his TV up and the two bottles in there were gone. He grabbed his globe of planet Zi and it was empty. He opened his Lava lamp but it too had water in it now. Finally after an hour of looking he got tired and decided to take a shower. He walked in turned the water on and got ready to take a shower.
He jumped into the shower and the water running down him felt good he grabbed his shampoo bottle and opened it a clear liquid splashed out onto his hand. He couldn't believe he forgot about that, he sat down with the water running over him and began to drink his whiskey out of his shampoo bottle. ( I don't recommend doing this, your alcohol will have a funny taste to it and it will be watered down slightly.)
Jamie and Naomi sat in the living room watching TV. "How long has Brad been in the shower now, Naomi?" Jamie asked.
She looks at her watch, it was 5 in the afternoon, he'd been in there for four hours. "'Bout four hours, you better go check on him."
Jamie got up and went to Brad's room, he looked in and Brad wasn't there. He walked in and went into the bathroom. The water was running but he didn't see Brad any where. He crept in slowly opening the shower door… and there was Brad sitting down naked draining the contents of a shampoo bottle.
"Brad why are you drinking shampoo?" Jamie looks down to see four other shampoo bottles drained. " Better question why are you drinking mine?"
Brad looked up at him, smiled, and burped up a huge bubble. The bubble made its why up to Jamie riding the hot air that the water made. It then popped right in front of Jamie's face.
"OHHHH, DAMN." The noxious smell of the alcohol mixed with Jamie's potent Herbal shampoo was too much for him as he staggered out the door and into the hall way, where he was preparing to yell for Naomi when a hand came from behind him and grabbed him. He could smell a knock out agent in the cloth in the hand holding it over his face. But before he could even put up a struggle he was out cold.
Pierce walked away carrying Jamie's limp form. She had him now that wild eagle would pay for what he said. She got him up into the extra passenger seat of the Raynos and took off. When they were ten miles away from the Blitz base Jamie started to wake up.
"Huh, what the heck's going on?"
"Damn, thought you'd be out for at least another couple of minutes" Pierce then hit the throttle control knocking the speed past the sound barrier, and unwittingly transformed Jamie's mind into that of the WILD EAGLE.
"Hmmm, what's that smell? It's so familiar to me. It's like perfume. Oh yeah now I remember this is the same perfume that the little lady has." The wild eagle had his cocky tone back once again.
"Stop, calling me that." Pierce hit the throttle control again sending the Raynos to mach 3.
The wild eagle was thrown back into his seat. "Whoa, chill there, little lady." Pierce pulled back on the control stick sending them over a mile in the air, and set the autopilot. Pierce leaned her seat back down flat.
"Don't call me little lady. I'm not little, and I'm gonna show you how lady like I am."
The Wild Eagle did his trademark cocky grin, then they both proceeded to do it like mammals on the discovery channel, they made sure to do it a few other ways as well. (I may have to change the rating of this fic to R if I keep this up and no I'm not going to do a lemon this early in my writing career.)
I'm going to have to make a when punishments are dealt two. And finish up. Yeah I know a lot of you would like me to make this an NC-17 fic, but I'm not going to make this one Nc-17. At least not if it isn't already. I'm still not to sure on what makes a fic what rating. But I think I'm pushing the limits on pg-13. Please review and tell me how I'm doing constructive criticism is welcome, I like complements even better.
MM50K: you crazy old disillusioned bastard. tags Al Gore with taser. Calm down now. As the prince of this universe, and the eternal champion, I say that I do not own zoids or the movie legend of drunken master. But I do own this story seeing as I'm the one writing it. grins evilly, tags Al Gore a few more times with the taser. What is the world coming to now a days? Some one loses something and they clam it was stolen. And now for the chapter "when punishments are dealt."
Brad slowly got out of his zoid. The fox could tell that it's warrior was in deep trouble and was stalling as long as he could. Good thing he had all those bottles he still had hidden in the hover cargo, so that when this was all over with he could drown out his pain in his bottle of twenty dollar bootlegged whiskey. Then brad realized something… Bit and Leena never took those bottles of alcohol that was in their zoids. Brad ran back to Bit and Leena's zoids and climbed around looking for the bottles.
"Damn their not here. Guess they both sobered up enough to get rid of some of the evidence."
Brad kept walking down the long hallways of the hover cargo. He never noticed how really short they were when you didn't want to get to where you were going. Brad started to feel sober again so he got on one knee and lifted up his pant leg, revealing a small flask of his alcohol. Taking a large swig of the warm alcohol made him feel better, but he reminded himself he needed to buy a insulated flask… warm liquor just doesn't taste very good. But he understood why the British drank their beer warm… the Lucas electric company couldn't wire anything worth their own weight in crap, least of all refrigerators. He walked by Leena's room and heard something inside. He crept closer and closer to the door and opening it just barely he saw Bit and Leena drinking his alcohol and going at it again. He shuddered and closed the door trying to rid his mind of what he had just seen.
"Maybe I should trick Jamie into going in to get them… yeah if he can handle that much alcohol he needs a little childhood trauma, it builds character."
He kept walking a little faster to get away from the noise that Leena was making. He soon reached the command room, and his punishment from the doc. But to his surprise Naomi was with him and Jamie was no where in sight.
"Brad your very lucky that Naomi was here and talked me into her giving you your punishment. She promised me that you would be severely punished." The Doc told him he said some more stuff but Brad wasn't paying attention the alcohol he had drank earlier was taking effect again. The only thing going though his mind was "oh shit oh shit oh shit. Naomi is going to punish me?" Brad just nodded yes, no, yes, yes, and an I don't know. This seemed to satisfy the Doc and he left Brad's fate in the hands of a crazy woman that had the hots for him. They walked down the hall and he could still hear Bit and Leena going at it.
Brad wondered to himself "how long before Doc found out about it." They stole all his alcohol that he didn't have hidden on his body or in his stash. So they could be drunk for a while but did Doc know that Bit and Leena were drunk too and right now probably even more intoxicated than he was.
Jamie walked by them, and Brad remembered his little trick to play on him. "Hey, Jamie, go tell Leena to be quite, she in her room, ok?"
Jamie looked at him strange and said ok I'll see what I can do. Jamie walked down the hall, Naomi pushed Brad a little bit to get him going but he remained still, waiting for what he was sure to come. Jamie opened the door and looked in, his eyes opened wide. He turned around locked the door shut it, then took three steps toward Brad almost reaching him before falling flat on his face making it even more red. Jamie didn't move so Brad thought the poor kid passed out from the sight. It just isn't something young minds can handle. Brad thought to himself again, "Ahh yes a little childhood trauma builds character. But this is more than a little trauma, so I figure he's gonna be out of it for quite some time at least until he gets some. Which would be like… never!"
Brad started moving again to where ever Naomi took him. First it was the workout room.
Pierce looked out over a peaceful lake, she took a sip of her margarita. She let the salt and the alcohol mix, she had to admit salt and alcohol just don't work well together. She ordered two shots of tequila, and downed them quickly. She just couldn't get that pilot out of her mind, that damnable Wild Eagle. He had shot her down quite a few times and he kept calling her Little lady. That's why she couldn't get him out of her mind. She'd show him how little she was. That's when she made up her mind to go to the Blitz team base and kidnap that Wild Eagle. With a little alcohol it shouldn't be to hard, he looked like he couldn't take much so she'd get him drunk and take off with him.
"I'll get you yet Wild Eagle, you will be mine at last."
She got up and walked out leaving a large tip for the waiter. Pierce walked away from the bar and jumped into her Brand New Raynos that she … liberated from the Back draft. This one wasn't called a rayNOS for nothing she had enough nitrous oxide in it to boost the speed to mach 4.5.
Brad was dead beat tired after doing: sixty, one hundred and thirty pound benches, one hundred pull ups, 500 push ups, forty 400 pound squats, and just to round it out he had to do a burn out on the butterfly press starting at 150 pounds. He was about ready to die and he sure felt like it and he was sure he was going to in the days that followed this one. He was gonna be really sore for a while… a long while. Naomi kept a close watch on him most of the time but she had her back turned for a second he took a swig of his alcohol in the flask strapped to his leg. If they wanted him to work and sweat till all the alcohol was out, he could play that game.
"Oh, God I'm thirsty, I need a drink. And my head hurts like hell."
Naomi looked at him she had worked him hard but it was for his own good, it sounded now like he was sobering up. She knew from experience that it would take a little time before the last effects of the alcohol that he had been drinking wore off. "Ok Brad time for a water break."
Brad looked really relived, he bolted up and took two steps before falling face first into the floor. That was the last thing Brad remembered, he had gotten up too fast and got really dizzy from the dehydration. Alcohol just doesn't give your body anything so when you drink only alcohol for any length of time and then do serious exercise your not gonna do well afterward.
Later brad woke up in his room with it smelling clean and fresh… the smell of alcohol was gone from his room. It was impossible, they couldn't do that. That means that they cleaned him out of all of his alcohol that he had hidden in his room. He checked under his bed, under the mattress, he checked the bed itself his water bed has never been so comfortable since he replaced the water with alcohol but the water was back in it. He unbolted some of the ceiling bolts and looked around up there, they had gotten those too. He opened the back of his TV up and the two bottles in there were gone. He grabbed his globe of planet Zi and it was empty. He opened his Lava lamp but it too had water in it now. Finally after an hour of looking he got tired and decided to take a shower. He walked in turned the water on and got ready to take a shower.
He jumped into the shower and the water running down him felt good he grabbed his shampoo bottle and opened it a clear liquid splashed out onto his hand. He couldn't believe he forgot about that, he sat down with the water running over him and began to drink his whiskey out of his shampoo bottle. ( I don't recommend doing this, your alcohol will have a funny taste to it and it will be watered down slightly.)
Jamie and Naomi sat in the living room watching TV. "How long has Brad been in the shower now, Naomi?" Jamie asked.
She looks at her watch, it was 5 in the afternoon, he'd been in there for four hours. "'Bout four hours, you better go check on him."
Jamie got up and went to Brad's room, he looked in and Brad wasn't there. He walked in and went into the bathroom. The water was running but he didn't see Brad any where. He crept in slowly opening the shower door… and there was Brad sitting down naked draining the contents of a shampoo bottle.
"Brad why are you drinking shampoo?" Jamie looks down to see four other shampoo bottles drained. " Better question why are you drinking mine?"
Brad looked up at him, smiled, and burped up a huge bubble. The bubble made its why up to Jamie riding the hot air that the water made. It then popped right in front of Jamie's face.
"OHHHH, DAMN." The noxious smell of the alcohol mixed with Jamie's potent Herbal shampoo was too much for him as he staggered out the door and into the hall way, where he was preparing to yell for Naomi when a hand came from behind him and grabbed him. He could smell a knock out agent in the cloth in the hand holding it over his face. But before he could even put up a struggle he was out cold.
Pierce walked away carrying Jamie's limp form. She had him now that wild eagle would pay for what he said. She got him up into the extra passenger seat of the Raynos and took off. When they were ten miles away from the Blitz base Jamie started to wake up.
"Huh, what the heck's going on?"
"Damn, thought you'd be out for at least another couple of minutes" Pierce then hit the throttle control knocking the speed past the sound barrier, and unwittingly transformed Jamie's mind into that of the WILD EAGLE.
"Hmmm, what's that smell? It's so familiar to me. It's like perfume. Oh yeah now I remember this is the same perfume that the little lady has." The wild eagle had his cocky tone back once again.
"Stop, calling me that." Pierce hit the throttle control again sending the Raynos to mach 3.
The wild eagle was thrown back into his seat. "Whoa, chill there, little lady." Pierce pulled back on the control stick sending them over a mile in the air, and set the autopilot. Pierce leaned her seat back down flat.
"Don't call me little lady. I'm not little, and I'm gonna show you how lady like I am."
The Wild Eagle did his trademark cocky grin, then they both proceeded to do it like mammals on the discovery channel, they made sure to do it a few other ways as well. (I may have to change the rating of this fic to R if I keep this up and no I'm not going to do a lemon this early in my writing career.)
I'm going to have to make a when punishments are dealt two. And finish up. Yeah I know a lot of you would like me to make this an NC-17 fic, but I'm not going to make this one Nc-17. At least not if it isn't already. I'm still not to sure on what makes a fic what rating. But I think I'm pushing the limits on pg-13. Please review and tell me how I'm doing constructive criticism is welcome, I like complements even better.