"What are we going to do to it?" Max asked staring at the beeper held
gingerly between Alec's fingers. Alec smiled but said nothing.
"We are going to destroy it right?" She persisted.
"Oh Yes." Alec replied.
"How?"
"You'll have to wait and see." he grinned.
"But…" Max pouted.
"Shhh!" Alec hushed her. "You'll ruin my cheesy inspirational speech."
" Your cheesy inspirational speech?" Max asked sceptically.
"Max! Haven't you ever seen a Hollywood movie? All the great ones have cheesy speeches right before the big battle/ action scene."
Max looked at him unimpressed.
"You'll see Max. Just wait."
"Don't you go and get all cracked on me now!"
He gave her his trademark smirk and stepped onto Logan's expensive mahogany coffee table. It creaked in protest as Alec turned to face his followers the beeper grasped tightly in his hand.
Standing on top of a table in a leather jacket and jeans surrounded by squirrels Alec looked piercingly regal. A reverent hush fell over the room as hundreds of squirrel faces peered up at him waiting. Alec cleared his throat and opened his mouth to speak when Logan's voice cut him off.
"Alec! Get off my coffee table right now!"
Alec's mouth snapped shut and everyone in the room turned to stare at Logan who was still duct taped to the couch.
Alec turned to Max. "You forgot to duct tape his mouth? What did you fail kidnapping 101? You always duct tape the mouth! That's like the first thing you do! Do we have anymore duct tape?"
The squirrels shook their heads.
"…That is a very expensive coffee table. It was carved out of a single piece of wood in a remote Indian village. I picked it up on my travels there." Logan continued to blabber on about how the coffee table was made.
Ten minutes later a very annoyed Alec jumped off the table and upended it revealing a little gold sticker on the underside. Alec dragged the table until the sticker was right in front of Logan's face.
"What does this say?" He asked pointing to the sticker.
"Made in Taiwan." Logan said his head slumping.
"Yes. And where did you buy it?"
"I got it for 10 bucks at a garage sale."
"Thankyou!" Alec said. "Now can you please shut up."
Alec climbed back up on the coffee table and regained his composure. The room grew silent once again.
"Today." He started. "Is a great day! A day when the world changes because of something we have done. Something all of you here will be a part of. Today we will free ourselves of the confines that have been placed on us by our own creations. We have become servants to our technology. Once free souls now answer to the beck and call of their pagers, telephones and computers. We are enslaved by credit cards, Internet rates, and free calling after 6 p.m. and on weekends. Long have we suffered the unjust tyranny of an electronic world. But no more! Today is the day we rise up and take action!"
Alec paused for dramatic effect.
"How many times have you dropped everything because your pager beeped, your telephone rang, or your instant messenger popped up? How many times have you stayed indoors to watch a TV show or go on the computer? How many life experiences have we missed because we spend our time locked deep in a dungeon basement with our electronic lights and sounds? I say too many! And I say it ends now!"
"I'm really not seeing how any of this is relevant at all." Logan cut in
Alec glared at him. "Will someone please shut him up! He's ruining my speech!"
"What are you going to do Alec? Drop every single piece of electronic equipment you find off the space needle?"
"Tempting but no. I have a better idea. Which is what I was getting to..."
Alec straightened and resumed his regal pose.
"What I am suggesting is that we end the madness of the technological age." Alec began.
"Let me get this straight. Mr I must have a TV at all costs wants to destroy technology?" Logan stated snobbishly.
"They cancelled my favourite show!" Alec replied "I'm a little bitter. So it's either this or blow up the world."
"Oh so you want to ruin the world for the rest of us?" Logan replied.
"Haven't I warned you about talking?"
"What are you going to do Alec? Get a squirrel to sit on me?"
"That's it!" Alec fumed. "You've left me no other options."
Alec sat down on the table and removed his shoes. He carefully stripped off his socks and rolled them into little balls before promptly shoving them into Logan's mouth. Logan gagged and tried to spit them out but the socks remained firm. Chittering laughter filled the room at the sight. Alec stood back up on the table.
"The war is not between man transgenic and squirrel but against technology. Technology is the greatest threat to everyone's survival. Without technology they cannot track us, they can not contain us, and they cannot kill us. That is why I am proposing that using this beeper…" Alec raised the beeper to the sky " We recreate the pulse. And free the children of future generations. People! We are going to have fireworks tonight!"
There was a hush and then the room erupted in violent cheers.
"It was a great speech Alec." Max said
"I know." He said smiling and pulled her into a kiss.
"Operation pulse commences in exactly 5 hours. We have a lot of work to do people. Let's get moving." Came Hekeziah's voice from the crowd. The squirrels scattered to do their jobs and the room was left empty except for the two kissing transgenics, a duct-taped man, an overweight squirrel and one very important beeper.
TBC
A/n: Ok I had the worst writer's block ever with this chapter. I finally forced myself to sit down and write it but I'm having a "that was really stupid and not good enough for the story" kind of feeling. I tried to end it this chapter but I couldn't do that either. I think I'll go work on my other stories, which are being nicer to me now.
"We are going to destroy it right?" She persisted.
"Oh Yes." Alec replied.
"How?"
"You'll have to wait and see." he grinned.
"But…" Max pouted.
"Shhh!" Alec hushed her. "You'll ruin my cheesy inspirational speech."
" Your cheesy inspirational speech?" Max asked sceptically.
"Max! Haven't you ever seen a Hollywood movie? All the great ones have cheesy speeches right before the big battle/ action scene."
Max looked at him unimpressed.
"You'll see Max. Just wait."
"Don't you go and get all cracked on me now!"
He gave her his trademark smirk and stepped onto Logan's expensive mahogany coffee table. It creaked in protest as Alec turned to face his followers the beeper grasped tightly in his hand.
Standing on top of a table in a leather jacket and jeans surrounded by squirrels Alec looked piercingly regal. A reverent hush fell over the room as hundreds of squirrel faces peered up at him waiting. Alec cleared his throat and opened his mouth to speak when Logan's voice cut him off.
"Alec! Get off my coffee table right now!"
Alec's mouth snapped shut and everyone in the room turned to stare at Logan who was still duct taped to the couch.
Alec turned to Max. "You forgot to duct tape his mouth? What did you fail kidnapping 101? You always duct tape the mouth! That's like the first thing you do! Do we have anymore duct tape?"
The squirrels shook their heads.
"…That is a very expensive coffee table. It was carved out of a single piece of wood in a remote Indian village. I picked it up on my travels there." Logan continued to blabber on about how the coffee table was made.
Ten minutes later a very annoyed Alec jumped off the table and upended it revealing a little gold sticker on the underside. Alec dragged the table until the sticker was right in front of Logan's face.
"What does this say?" He asked pointing to the sticker.
"Made in Taiwan." Logan said his head slumping.
"Yes. And where did you buy it?"
"I got it for 10 bucks at a garage sale."
"Thankyou!" Alec said. "Now can you please shut up."
Alec climbed back up on the coffee table and regained his composure. The room grew silent once again.
"Today." He started. "Is a great day! A day when the world changes because of something we have done. Something all of you here will be a part of. Today we will free ourselves of the confines that have been placed on us by our own creations. We have become servants to our technology. Once free souls now answer to the beck and call of their pagers, telephones and computers. We are enslaved by credit cards, Internet rates, and free calling after 6 p.m. and on weekends. Long have we suffered the unjust tyranny of an electronic world. But no more! Today is the day we rise up and take action!"
Alec paused for dramatic effect.
"How many times have you dropped everything because your pager beeped, your telephone rang, or your instant messenger popped up? How many times have you stayed indoors to watch a TV show or go on the computer? How many life experiences have we missed because we spend our time locked deep in a dungeon basement with our electronic lights and sounds? I say too many! And I say it ends now!"
"I'm really not seeing how any of this is relevant at all." Logan cut in
Alec glared at him. "Will someone please shut him up! He's ruining my speech!"
"What are you going to do Alec? Drop every single piece of electronic equipment you find off the space needle?"
"Tempting but no. I have a better idea. Which is what I was getting to..."
Alec straightened and resumed his regal pose.
"What I am suggesting is that we end the madness of the technological age." Alec began.
"Let me get this straight. Mr I must have a TV at all costs wants to destroy technology?" Logan stated snobbishly.
"They cancelled my favourite show!" Alec replied "I'm a little bitter. So it's either this or blow up the world."
"Oh so you want to ruin the world for the rest of us?" Logan replied.
"Haven't I warned you about talking?"
"What are you going to do Alec? Get a squirrel to sit on me?"
"That's it!" Alec fumed. "You've left me no other options."
Alec sat down on the table and removed his shoes. He carefully stripped off his socks and rolled them into little balls before promptly shoving them into Logan's mouth. Logan gagged and tried to spit them out but the socks remained firm. Chittering laughter filled the room at the sight. Alec stood back up on the table.
"The war is not between man transgenic and squirrel but against technology. Technology is the greatest threat to everyone's survival. Without technology they cannot track us, they can not contain us, and they cannot kill us. That is why I am proposing that using this beeper…" Alec raised the beeper to the sky " We recreate the pulse. And free the children of future generations. People! We are going to have fireworks tonight!"
There was a hush and then the room erupted in violent cheers.
"It was a great speech Alec." Max said
"I know." He said smiling and pulled her into a kiss.
"Operation pulse commences in exactly 5 hours. We have a lot of work to do people. Let's get moving." Came Hekeziah's voice from the crowd. The squirrels scattered to do their jobs and the room was left empty except for the two kissing transgenics, a duct-taped man, an overweight squirrel and one very important beeper.
TBC
A/n: Ok I had the worst writer's block ever with this chapter. I finally forced myself to sit down and write it but I'm having a "that was really stupid and not good enough for the story" kind of feeling. I tried to end it this chapter but I couldn't do that either. I think I'll go work on my other stories, which are being nicer to me now.