Well here is the other evilauthor. My own painkillers have just kicked in. They're making
me a bit drowsy, but I can still type. I believe we left off with the cooties. So I'll pick up
where Cassi left off. She typed the last chapter, so I am typing this one. I think I'll start in
with Kovac and Malik. We'll see if they want to play the cooties game. After all, Kovac
isn't from the United States, we're not sure how things are done in Croatia. Anyway,
here I go into the Chaos of it all!
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Kovac and Malik watched with interest as Carter, Ardeth, Dave, and Gallant headed up
the stairs looking for Romano and Corday, and whoever the second girl was. "Cooties?"
He whispered with a raised eyebrow.
Malik shook his head and grinned, neither wanting to talk to loud. They didn't want the
girls to find them. Obviously, if they now were having a "Cooties war".
They watched as Susan, Chen, and Abby started discussing their plan to get revenge
on the "Icky boys." Kovac wondered what they would do if they knew some of those
"Icky boys" were listening to their plans.
"Toilet paper spitballs?" Malik mouthed, after hearing that suggestion.
"Whatever works." Kovac whispered, holding back laughter. "I never thought I'd hear
Abby call Carter gross."
Malik snickered as Susan mentioned throwing balloons full of perfume. "Have to watch
out for that one." He commented.
"How about getting some more of that ketchup and mustard we used for the mural." Chen
put in. "That would make great for sliming them."
Malik shook his head again. "I think we should get out of here, quickly! Before they find
us."
"Yeah, let's get to the ketchup and mustard, BEFORE they get to it."Kovac suggested. "We
can use their plans against them."
"How about using saline to coat the floors?"Abby remarked.
Susan and Chen snickered and nodded their heads.
"Good idea." Susan agreed.
Malik and Kovac grinned. Both headed out the other entrance of the room. "So what first?"
Malik asked.
"Ketchup and mustard, they're the messiest. Saline next, we want to clean out most of it."
Kovac answered. Both headed to the other set of stairs. "After we get the stuff, we go
find the other boys and tell them what's going on."
"Good idea." Malik told him, grinning.
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Jerry shook his head as the group of children scattered. "I don't believe this." He stated.
Lecter nodded. "I'm glad for the job offer. I think I'll accept it."
Jerry broke out laughing and grinned. "Oh , that is great! I can't wait till Weaver gets to
remember that one." He retorted.
"Yes, that will be amusing." Lecter agreed.
"Romano offered you a job?" Sven asked, coming up to them with Dor. "I knew we corrupted
him!"
"Drove him insane also." Dor added. "We were making his and Lizzie's furniture talk."
"And what did it have to say?" Jerry wanted to know.
"Sorry, we can't tell you. You are one of the gossips." Sven cut in, before Dor could answer.
"Oh yes he is, you would not believe the stuff he's gossiped about." The chair spoke up.
Jerry reddened. "Right. I hate you." He told Dor, who was grinning.
"Everyone does, except Sven. She loves my magic talent. Borrows it all the time." Dor
told him.
Sven grinned. "Yours isn't the only one, I like Trent and Irene's also." She admitted.
"Ardeth has Trent's."
Jerry nodded. "I know. Chameleon is great. I loved it, in fact I bought the book. It's not
fair that Carter has that talent of his." He complained.
"Well he doesn't know what it is, besides you should hear about Lizzie's, Romano's, and
Dave's" Sven told him. "Lizzie is like the girl on Firestarter. Romano's we don't yet know
the full extent of his talent, only that he can't be killed. Dave's is invisibility, he can make
himself, others, and even objects, invisable. They are all Magician class talents."
"What about me?" Jerry asked, expectantly.
"You can conjure food of any kind." Sven replied, and smiled. "At least it isn't spoiled fruit."
"Food?!"Jerry exclaimed, and then grinned. A pizza appeared in his lap. "I LOVE this talent."
Sven snatched a slice. "Can you conjure me some candybars? Crunch Bars?"
Jerry nodded and handed them over once he conjured them.
Sven nodded and looked at Dor. "Let's get out of here, before the EVIL WEAVER finds us."
Dor shook his head. "I don't know how you and your sister eat that much." He retorted.
"Low blood suger, must eat every few hours. Thanks for the candy and pizza Jerry. We
gotta go." Sven said and the two of them headed off.
Jerry watched them go. "I'm never gonna understand them Evilauthors." He mused.
"Jerry?" A voice asked.
Jerry turned to see Peregrin Took, or Pippin. "Yeah, Pip?"
"You can conjure food?" Pippin asked, with a grin. Merry was standing behind him also
grinning.
"Oh yeah. Not surprised to see you." Jerry remarked, grinning
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In the lobby, Agent Jay calmly walked back over to Frank, who was sitting in Chairs, wearing
his little black suit, which for some warped reason, Cassi and Sven seemed to like.
"How's the redhead?" Frank asked, not looking up from a dog magazine.
"Doesn't remember a thing." Jay remarked, sitting down between Kay and Frank, picking up
his own magazine.
Over at the Admit desk, the human Frank had returned to his own duties, not remembering
that he had in fact, just seen a large famale raptor dancing on the desk in front of him.
Jay shook his head. "Raptors afraid of frogs...." He muttered. "What next?"
Kay shrugged. "At least they don't have a whole city of aliens in their locker." He retorted.
Jay glared at his partner. "Hey, who PUT that city of aliens in my locker?!" He demanded.
Pratt stopped as he was walking by, to stare at the two men in suits, sitting next to a little dog,
who was also wearing a suit. This was definitely not the most normal of days. Wisely, he
decided not to comment, and continued walking by.
Frank (the dog) watched the man walk by and stare at them, before contiuing. "What are YOU
lookin' at!?" He demanded.
Pratt turned back, staring at the dog.
"You don't like what you see, you can kiss my furry little butt!" The dog snapped, as Jay
covered his mouth.
"We're rehearsing a ventriliquist act." Jay explained.
Pratt looked from one to the other, then turned and walked away.
"Nosey humans..." Frank muttered, returning to his magazine.
Kay gave a grin. "I love this job." He remarked, leaning back in his chair.
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Nearby, oblivious to the conversation between man and dog....er alien, Weaver and Benton
were discussing the current situation.
"What are we supposed to do if a trauma comes in?!" Kerry deamanded.
Benton shook his head. "I don't know, Kerry. This has been one of the quietest days I've
ever seen in here...." He paused, "Not counting the outbreak of children, of course. Have
you noticed we don't seem to be getting many patients today?"
Kerry frowned. "Come to think of it, we've had very little patients, and not one trauma yet."
She answered, as she thought about it. "Something weird is going on here, and I'm going to
get to the bottom of it. I think I'm going to check out Robert's office."
Peter nodded. "I think I'm going to check out a few of these people we seem to have sitting
in Chairs. I don't know how many of them have been seen yet." He told her.
As Weaver walked off, Pratt walked up to Benton. "What is going on here today?" He asked
the surgeon.
Peter shook his head. "Haven't the slightest idea." He answered. "Why?"
Pratt sihed. "Well, I swear we have a talking dog in Chairs." He informed him.
Peter blinked. "A talking dog?" He shook his head again. "Where?"
Pratt motioned to the small pug sitting next to two guys in black suits, reading a dog magazine.
"Ooookaaay." He remarked. "I was going to say that's one of the weirdest things I've ever
seen, but somehow, today, it doesn't seem all that weird. Any actual patients?"
Pratt handed him the charts. "A couple of kids who are biting each other, two little kids with
scratch marks, made by each other, a guy with long blond hair and pointed ears, with an arrow
in his shoulder, who swears he was shot by something called an Orc, another guy with long
dark hair, who claims a little chicken of a dinosaur bit him, and a Billy Idol wannabe who has
no pulse, and by all counts, appears to be dead." He ticked off.
Benton stared as he thumbed through the charts. "You have GOT to be joking." He
responded.
"I wish." Pratt replied.
Benton shook his head. "Okay, take me to the dude with the arrow, and we'll see what we can
do."
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Kerry Weaver stared at the sign on the door of Romano's office. The sign had not been there
earlier. Frowning, she opened the door and looked in. Seated at the desk, reading a book, was
a woman with skunk-striped hair. She was wearing Romano's white Doctor's coat, complete
with the gold stethoscope, and had her feet up on his desk. It was the same one who had
come in with the food earlier. "Okay, who are you?" She demanded.
Cassi looked up from her book with a completely serious look on her face. "I'm his daughter,
but we still don't know who my mother is yet." She answered.
Kerry's mouth dropped open. "What?!"
Cassi smiled. "Well, ask a stupid question. I'm a delivery person for insanity." She explained.
"Did you want some, or do you have enough already?"
Weaver's response was cut off as Sven and Dor entered the room, behind her. "Ooh, look.
Company." Sven said, with a grin.
"Kill the evil Weaver!" The desk chair cried out.
Cassi rolled her eyes. "Hi Dor. Nice to see you again." She said, flatly.
Kerry was busy staring at Cassi.
Cassi looked up at her innocently. "It was the CHAIR! Really!" She defended.
Sven sighed and calmly pulled the Evil Nazi Dyke out of the room. "We didn't invite you in
here." She told her as she slammed the door shut in her face.
Weaver, having regained her composure, had only one response. "Just who do you think
you are?!" She shouted at the closed door.
"What are you yelling at ME for!?" The door shot back. "I didn't do anything."
Before the Evil One could think twice, Cassi opened the door back up, and looked at Romano's
name on the outside of the door, then at the name on the front of the Doctor's coat she was
wearing, then back at Kerry again. "I'm the Chief of Staff." She remarked, as if it were
obvious. "Now stay out of my office, ya Evil Nazi Dyke." She then slammed the door in her
face again.
Kerry stared at the door for a full minute before she quietly turned and walked off, headed
back downstairs.
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End Part 13. Sorry we didn't get into the cootie war some more, but we had a few other things
to go into......such as the lack of real patients, after all, it IS a hospital. Fortunately, we have
enough injuries on set, that there's plenty to go around. No, Sven didn't type all of it, I did
everything after the incident with Pippin and Jerry. We will get more into cooties, and there
will be more of the other kids mentioned when we come back. However, Sven needs to type
more in Fellowship, which is almost done!!!! and I REALLY need to work on a blanket I'm
making. (last of 3) In case you're curious, I'm making them to auction off to pay for my Mexico
trip. Two are up for auction already with a bid of 60 bucks on one of them, so I have a very
profitable talent here. Anyhow, Rhaps, we'll see about getting Buffy and a few others into
kids....Abominable....*evil grin* That WOULD be interesting. Mayhaps, we'll see about
doing that after Romano slaughters them all.....in Jurassic 3 , not this one. Trust me though,
we DO have a few plans for the end of this whole mess, but right now, we're not ready to end
it all quite yet. More reviews people! We CAN'T get enough of them! What would you all
like to see for the Cootie war.....um...aside of more Carby?
We talked about the idea of holding Dave hostage, but we're not sure of they would pay to
get him back. Although as you can see now, Dave won't be an easy one to capture anyway.
His talent WILL come to play in the near future! (as will Elizabeth's) more to come!--Cassi
me a bit drowsy, but I can still type. I believe we left off with the cooties. So I'll pick up
where Cassi left off. She typed the last chapter, so I am typing this one. I think I'll start in
with Kovac and Malik. We'll see if they want to play the cooties game. After all, Kovac
isn't from the United States, we're not sure how things are done in Croatia. Anyway,
here I go into the Chaos of it all!
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Kovac and Malik watched with interest as Carter, Ardeth, Dave, and Gallant headed up
the stairs looking for Romano and Corday, and whoever the second girl was. "Cooties?"
He whispered with a raised eyebrow.
Malik shook his head and grinned, neither wanting to talk to loud. They didn't want the
girls to find them. Obviously, if they now were having a "Cooties war".
They watched as Susan, Chen, and Abby started discussing their plan to get revenge
on the "Icky boys." Kovac wondered what they would do if they knew some of those
"Icky boys" were listening to their plans.
"Toilet paper spitballs?" Malik mouthed, after hearing that suggestion.
"Whatever works." Kovac whispered, holding back laughter. "I never thought I'd hear
Abby call Carter gross."
Malik snickered as Susan mentioned throwing balloons full of perfume. "Have to watch
out for that one." He commented.
"How about getting some more of that ketchup and mustard we used for the mural." Chen
put in. "That would make great for sliming them."
Malik shook his head again. "I think we should get out of here, quickly! Before they find
us."
"Yeah, let's get to the ketchup and mustard, BEFORE they get to it."Kovac suggested. "We
can use their plans against them."
"How about using saline to coat the floors?"Abby remarked.
Susan and Chen snickered and nodded their heads.
"Good idea." Susan agreed.
Malik and Kovac grinned. Both headed out the other entrance of the room. "So what first?"
Malik asked.
"Ketchup and mustard, they're the messiest. Saline next, we want to clean out most of it."
Kovac answered. Both headed to the other set of stairs. "After we get the stuff, we go
find the other boys and tell them what's going on."
"Good idea." Malik told him, grinning.
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Jerry shook his head as the group of children scattered. "I don't believe this." He stated.
Lecter nodded. "I'm glad for the job offer. I think I'll accept it."
Jerry broke out laughing and grinned. "Oh , that is great! I can't wait till Weaver gets to
remember that one." He retorted.
"Yes, that will be amusing." Lecter agreed.
"Romano offered you a job?" Sven asked, coming up to them with Dor. "I knew we corrupted
him!"
"Drove him insane also." Dor added. "We were making his and Lizzie's furniture talk."
"And what did it have to say?" Jerry wanted to know.
"Sorry, we can't tell you. You are one of the gossips." Sven cut in, before Dor could answer.
"Oh yes he is, you would not believe the stuff he's gossiped about." The chair spoke up.
Jerry reddened. "Right. I hate you." He told Dor, who was grinning.
"Everyone does, except Sven. She loves my magic talent. Borrows it all the time." Dor
told him.
Sven grinned. "Yours isn't the only one, I like Trent and Irene's also." She admitted.
"Ardeth has Trent's."
Jerry nodded. "I know. Chameleon is great. I loved it, in fact I bought the book. It's not
fair that Carter has that talent of his." He complained.
"Well he doesn't know what it is, besides you should hear about Lizzie's, Romano's, and
Dave's" Sven told him. "Lizzie is like the girl on Firestarter. Romano's we don't yet know
the full extent of his talent, only that he can't be killed. Dave's is invisibility, he can make
himself, others, and even objects, invisable. They are all Magician class talents."
"What about me?" Jerry asked, expectantly.
"You can conjure food of any kind." Sven replied, and smiled. "At least it isn't spoiled fruit."
"Food?!"Jerry exclaimed, and then grinned. A pizza appeared in his lap. "I LOVE this talent."
Sven snatched a slice. "Can you conjure me some candybars? Crunch Bars?"
Jerry nodded and handed them over once he conjured them.
Sven nodded and looked at Dor. "Let's get out of here, before the EVIL WEAVER finds us."
Dor shook his head. "I don't know how you and your sister eat that much." He retorted.
"Low blood suger, must eat every few hours. Thanks for the candy and pizza Jerry. We
gotta go." Sven said and the two of them headed off.
Jerry watched them go. "I'm never gonna understand them Evilauthors." He mused.
"Jerry?" A voice asked.
Jerry turned to see Peregrin Took, or Pippin. "Yeah, Pip?"
"You can conjure food?" Pippin asked, with a grin. Merry was standing behind him also
grinning.
"Oh yeah. Not surprised to see you." Jerry remarked, grinning
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In the lobby, Agent Jay calmly walked back over to Frank, who was sitting in Chairs, wearing
his little black suit, which for some warped reason, Cassi and Sven seemed to like.
"How's the redhead?" Frank asked, not looking up from a dog magazine.
"Doesn't remember a thing." Jay remarked, sitting down between Kay and Frank, picking up
his own magazine.
Over at the Admit desk, the human Frank had returned to his own duties, not remembering
that he had in fact, just seen a large famale raptor dancing on the desk in front of him.
Jay shook his head. "Raptors afraid of frogs...." He muttered. "What next?"
Kay shrugged. "At least they don't have a whole city of aliens in their locker." He retorted.
Jay glared at his partner. "Hey, who PUT that city of aliens in my locker?!" He demanded.
Pratt stopped as he was walking by, to stare at the two men in suits, sitting next to a little dog,
who was also wearing a suit. This was definitely not the most normal of days. Wisely, he
decided not to comment, and continued walking by.
Frank (the dog) watched the man walk by and stare at them, before contiuing. "What are YOU
lookin' at!?" He demanded.
Pratt turned back, staring at the dog.
"You don't like what you see, you can kiss my furry little butt!" The dog snapped, as Jay
covered his mouth.
"We're rehearsing a ventriliquist act." Jay explained.
Pratt looked from one to the other, then turned and walked away.
"Nosey humans..." Frank muttered, returning to his magazine.
Kay gave a grin. "I love this job." He remarked, leaning back in his chair.
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Nearby, oblivious to the conversation between man and dog....er alien, Weaver and Benton
were discussing the current situation.
"What are we supposed to do if a trauma comes in?!" Kerry deamanded.
Benton shook his head. "I don't know, Kerry. This has been one of the quietest days I've
ever seen in here...." He paused, "Not counting the outbreak of children, of course. Have
you noticed we don't seem to be getting many patients today?"
Kerry frowned. "Come to think of it, we've had very little patients, and not one trauma yet."
She answered, as she thought about it. "Something weird is going on here, and I'm going to
get to the bottom of it. I think I'm going to check out Robert's office."
Peter nodded. "I think I'm going to check out a few of these people we seem to have sitting
in Chairs. I don't know how many of them have been seen yet." He told her.
As Weaver walked off, Pratt walked up to Benton. "What is going on here today?" He asked
the surgeon.
Peter shook his head. "Haven't the slightest idea." He answered. "Why?"
Pratt sihed. "Well, I swear we have a talking dog in Chairs." He informed him.
Peter blinked. "A talking dog?" He shook his head again. "Where?"
Pratt motioned to the small pug sitting next to two guys in black suits, reading a dog magazine.
"Ooookaaay." He remarked. "I was going to say that's one of the weirdest things I've ever
seen, but somehow, today, it doesn't seem all that weird. Any actual patients?"
Pratt handed him the charts. "A couple of kids who are biting each other, two little kids with
scratch marks, made by each other, a guy with long blond hair and pointed ears, with an arrow
in his shoulder, who swears he was shot by something called an Orc, another guy with long
dark hair, who claims a little chicken of a dinosaur bit him, and a Billy Idol wannabe who has
no pulse, and by all counts, appears to be dead." He ticked off.
Benton stared as he thumbed through the charts. "You have GOT to be joking." He
responded.
"I wish." Pratt replied.
Benton shook his head. "Okay, take me to the dude with the arrow, and we'll see what we can
do."
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Kerry Weaver stared at the sign on the door of Romano's office. The sign had not been there
earlier. Frowning, she opened the door and looked in. Seated at the desk, reading a book, was
a woman with skunk-striped hair. She was wearing Romano's white Doctor's coat, complete
with the gold stethoscope, and had her feet up on his desk. It was the same one who had
come in with the food earlier. "Okay, who are you?" She demanded.
Cassi looked up from her book with a completely serious look on her face. "I'm his daughter,
but we still don't know who my mother is yet." She answered.
Kerry's mouth dropped open. "What?!"
Cassi smiled. "Well, ask a stupid question. I'm a delivery person for insanity." She explained.
"Did you want some, or do you have enough already?"
Weaver's response was cut off as Sven and Dor entered the room, behind her. "Ooh, look.
Company." Sven said, with a grin.
"Kill the evil Weaver!" The desk chair cried out.
Cassi rolled her eyes. "Hi Dor. Nice to see you again." She said, flatly.
Kerry was busy staring at Cassi.
Cassi looked up at her innocently. "It was the CHAIR! Really!" She defended.
Sven sighed and calmly pulled the Evil Nazi Dyke out of the room. "We didn't invite you in
here." She told her as she slammed the door shut in her face.
Weaver, having regained her composure, had only one response. "Just who do you think
you are?!" She shouted at the closed door.
"What are you yelling at ME for!?" The door shot back. "I didn't do anything."
Before the Evil One could think twice, Cassi opened the door back up, and looked at Romano's
name on the outside of the door, then at the name on the front of the Doctor's coat she was
wearing, then back at Kerry again. "I'm the Chief of Staff." She remarked, as if it were
obvious. "Now stay out of my office, ya Evil Nazi Dyke." She then slammed the door in her
face again.
Kerry stared at the door for a full minute before she quietly turned and walked off, headed
back downstairs.
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End Part 13. Sorry we didn't get into the cootie war some more, but we had a few other things
to go into......such as the lack of real patients, after all, it IS a hospital. Fortunately, we have
enough injuries on set, that there's plenty to go around. No, Sven didn't type all of it, I did
everything after the incident with Pippin and Jerry. We will get more into cooties, and there
will be more of the other kids mentioned when we come back. However, Sven needs to type
more in Fellowship, which is almost done!!!! and I REALLY need to work on a blanket I'm
making. (last of 3) In case you're curious, I'm making them to auction off to pay for my Mexico
trip. Two are up for auction already with a bid of 60 bucks on one of them, so I have a very
profitable talent here. Anyhow, Rhaps, we'll see about getting Buffy and a few others into
kids....Abominable....*evil grin* That WOULD be interesting. Mayhaps, we'll see about
doing that after Romano slaughters them all.....in Jurassic 3 , not this one. Trust me though,
we DO have a few plans for the end of this whole mess, but right now, we're not ready to end
it all quite yet. More reviews people! We CAN'T get enough of them! What would you all
like to see for the Cootie war.....um...aside of more Carby?
We talked about the idea of holding Dave hostage, but we're not sure of they would pay to
get him back. Although as you can see now, Dave won't be an easy one to capture anyway.
His talent WILL come to play in the near future! (as will Elizabeth's) more to come!--Cassi