The Night the Bed Broke chapter 3
A/N: I got a couple of questions about the last chapter asking why I used the word 'impotent' instead of 'incontinent'. When I wrote the chapter and got to that area, I checked the dictionary to make sure it was the right word, both terms were found under impotent.
"Mac, why in the world were you holding me like a doll?" Richie asked.
"Richie, I didn't even know where you were, you'd be surprised what can happen when you have 6 people stumbling around in the dark, for a minute, I thought I had Amanda," Duncan told him.
"In that case, I'm glad the lights came on when they did," Richie said.
However, that didn't last for too long, the power went out again. They heard someone coming down the stairs, "What's going on down here?" It was Rebecca.
"I think we blew a fuse," Joe said.
"A fuse?" Amanda asked, "It looks like we blew EVERY fuse in the house!"
Everyone started screaming at each other in confusion, Duncan seemed to be the only sane one in the dark room, finally he had enough of it, "SHUT UP ALL OF YOU! Listen, I don't want anyone going anywhere until I can get some light in here. Now everyone just calm down!"
Duncan started stumbling around, when he noticed something.
"There's something wrong here, Richie."
Richie started gagging, Duncan looked for a light to see what the problem was.
"I feel a damp opening," Duncan said.
"You got your hand in my mouth," Richie said.
Duncan found a flashlight and turned it on, it nearly blinded Richie for a second.
"HEY!" Richie exclaimed, "What's the 3rd Degree for?"
"It's not a 3rd Degree, Rich, I'm just trying to see what's going on around here," Duncan said.
"Hey!"
"What is it Joe?"
"What happened to that motor mouth Methos?" Joe asked.
Everyone heard a mixture of what sounded like an electrocution and someone screaming as the electricity went haywire, the lights were flashing on and off faster than lightning, then they went out permanently.
"Methos!" Duncan called up the stairs.
"I'm okay," Methos staggered out of the bathroom.
"What happened?" Amanda asked, "You smell like a hot grill."
"Yeah, I went to check out the fuse box and it bit me right before permanently dying," Methos answered.
"What were you doing in the bathroom?" Richie asked.
"The fool who built this house put the fuse box in the SHOWER!" Methos exclaimed.
"What?" Amanda asked.
"Of all the...." Joe started.
"It's official, the guy we rented this place from is a jackass!" Rebecca exclaimed.
"That fuse box is beyond repair, it'll take a miracle now to get any real energy going through the house," Methos said.
"Wonderful, now what?" Richie said.
"Well all of you shut up?" Duncan asked, "I can't hear myself think..."
Duncan heard someone fall and turned the light over to the other side of the room and saw Joe fell into the fireplace. An idea hit him, "anyone got a match?"
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Within a few minutes, a fire was started so at least they had more light on the subject, now they had to figure out what they were going to do for the night.
"Richie, if we can't get any power on here soon, we'll freeze to death, the rain's supposed to pick up again and the temperature's supposed to drop to 40 degrees," Rebecca said.
"Don't worry, I've been in worse weather AND in worse situations, I'm still here," Richie said.
Of course that was probably only because he was Immortal, but that wasn't something he figured she should know.
"Richie, do you hear something?"
"Like what?" Richie asked.
"Something," Rebecca replied.
Richie listened closely, he did hear something, but it was impossible, because the last time he heard that noise was in a zombie move in 1985, there was tumbling in the tombstones as zombies crawled up out of the dirt. Of course that couldn't be what was happening with them, could it?
"I think you're just paranoid, the rain's hitting hard, the winds are high, you're bound to hear something, but I doubt it's anything to worry about," Richie said.
Richie and Rebecca were getting into bed when the noise sounded again, Rebecca hopped out of bed, "there it is again, Richie!"
"Rebecca, get into bed, and go to sleep, by morning, maybe we can get the power back on and you won't be so paranoid," Richie said.
"I'm not paranoid Richie, and I'm not emotional and I'm not being dumb or childish here, and I would appreciate it if you would NOT think otherwise of me," Rebecca told him.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," Richie apologized, "can we just get some sleep now?"
A few minutes later, the noise became louder, and Richie and Rebecca got up and out of bed just in time as a tree branch crashed through their window. Rebecca started screaming, Richie started yelling, and within a few minutes Duncan and Amanda came in to see what all the commotion was about.
"There is no way we can stay in that room now," Rebecca said.
"I agree," Amanda said, "I also noticed on the way in that a couple of the spare rooms got the same treatment."
"Wonderful, that totals our chances of staying in another bedroom for the night," Rebecca sighed.
"Well I agree, you can stay with us," Amanda said.
"WHAT?!" Duncan and Richie asked.
"Are you sure?" Rebecca asked.
"Of course, it'll be no trouble," Amanda said.
"Amanda, have you lost your mind? It'll be crowded 4 to our bed," Duncan said.
"Duncan, it's a king-sized bed, in any case, we can't have them stay on the couch tonight, in a way they're our guests," Amanda said.
Duncan was about to go into a long discussion of 'you women, always trying to be hospitable to everyone including our enemies', but he was too tired for it.
"For the time being, we better board up these windows, otherwise we'll probably drown," Richie said.
"Good thinking, I think there're some boards in the closet," Amanda said.
In about an hour, the windows were boarded up, keeping out most of the rain, tree branches, leaves, and everything else floating around outside.
"Now all we have to do is figure out how to fit everyone into this bed...without killing each other," Duncan said.
That was much easier said than done, the whole time, they were stepping on each other, getting crammed together, stepping on each other's faces, Rebecca finally got tired of it and pulled back Duncan's big toe. He screamed and fell down in the bed on top of she, Richie and Amanda, practically squashing them.
"MAC!" they screamed.
"Allright everyone, hold on!" Amanda screamed, "Now look, it's going to be morning in a few hours, so surely this won't be as miserable as we think it will."
"That's what you think," Duncan replied.
"Oh shutup Duncan, let's just try to get some sleep," Rebecca said.
"I hear that," Richie said.
"Goodnight Richie," Rebecca said.
"Goodnight Rebecca, goodnight Moe, goodnight Curly," Amanda said.
"Mac," Richie said.
"What?" Duncan asked.
"You forgot to turn off the lights," Richie smirked.
Duncan tried smacking himself but he only brought up Amanda's wrist with his, their sleeves were cuffed together when they fell on each other.
"It's too bad you didn't install a clapper," Rebecca said, "then the lights could go off as easily as..."
Rebecca clapped twice, surprisingly enough, the lights went out.
"Duncan, I didn't know you installed a clapper," Amanda said.
"I didn't," Duncan replied.
"What?" the three of them asked.
"I told you, I didn't install one," Duncan said.
"Well then how'd the lights go out?" Amanda tried sitting up.
"I don't know, maybe another tree tore down, taking down the power lines," Duncan thought, "but it's nothing to worry about, and also nothing to lose any sleep over...goodnight!"
A/N: I got a couple of questions about the last chapter asking why I used the word 'impotent' instead of 'incontinent'. When I wrote the chapter and got to that area, I checked the dictionary to make sure it was the right word, both terms were found under impotent.
"Mac, why in the world were you holding me like a doll?" Richie asked.
"Richie, I didn't even know where you were, you'd be surprised what can happen when you have 6 people stumbling around in the dark, for a minute, I thought I had Amanda," Duncan told him.
"In that case, I'm glad the lights came on when they did," Richie said.
However, that didn't last for too long, the power went out again. They heard someone coming down the stairs, "What's going on down here?" It was Rebecca.
"I think we blew a fuse," Joe said.
"A fuse?" Amanda asked, "It looks like we blew EVERY fuse in the house!"
Everyone started screaming at each other in confusion, Duncan seemed to be the only sane one in the dark room, finally he had enough of it, "SHUT UP ALL OF YOU! Listen, I don't want anyone going anywhere until I can get some light in here. Now everyone just calm down!"
Duncan started stumbling around, when he noticed something.
"There's something wrong here, Richie."
Richie started gagging, Duncan looked for a light to see what the problem was.
"I feel a damp opening," Duncan said.
"You got your hand in my mouth," Richie said.
Duncan found a flashlight and turned it on, it nearly blinded Richie for a second.
"HEY!" Richie exclaimed, "What's the 3rd Degree for?"
"It's not a 3rd Degree, Rich, I'm just trying to see what's going on around here," Duncan said.
"Hey!"
"What is it Joe?"
"What happened to that motor mouth Methos?" Joe asked.
Everyone heard a mixture of what sounded like an electrocution and someone screaming as the electricity went haywire, the lights were flashing on and off faster than lightning, then they went out permanently.
"Methos!" Duncan called up the stairs.
"I'm okay," Methos staggered out of the bathroom.
"What happened?" Amanda asked, "You smell like a hot grill."
"Yeah, I went to check out the fuse box and it bit me right before permanently dying," Methos answered.
"What were you doing in the bathroom?" Richie asked.
"The fool who built this house put the fuse box in the SHOWER!" Methos exclaimed.
"What?" Amanda asked.
"Of all the...." Joe started.
"It's official, the guy we rented this place from is a jackass!" Rebecca exclaimed.
"That fuse box is beyond repair, it'll take a miracle now to get any real energy going through the house," Methos said.
"Wonderful, now what?" Richie said.
"Well all of you shut up?" Duncan asked, "I can't hear myself think..."
Duncan heard someone fall and turned the light over to the other side of the room and saw Joe fell into the fireplace. An idea hit him, "anyone got a match?"
******************************************************************
Within a few minutes, a fire was started so at least they had more light on the subject, now they had to figure out what they were going to do for the night.
"Richie, if we can't get any power on here soon, we'll freeze to death, the rain's supposed to pick up again and the temperature's supposed to drop to 40 degrees," Rebecca said.
"Don't worry, I've been in worse weather AND in worse situations, I'm still here," Richie said.
Of course that was probably only because he was Immortal, but that wasn't something he figured she should know.
"Richie, do you hear something?"
"Like what?" Richie asked.
"Something," Rebecca replied.
Richie listened closely, he did hear something, but it was impossible, because the last time he heard that noise was in a zombie move in 1985, there was tumbling in the tombstones as zombies crawled up out of the dirt. Of course that couldn't be what was happening with them, could it?
"I think you're just paranoid, the rain's hitting hard, the winds are high, you're bound to hear something, but I doubt it's anything to worry about," Richie said.
Richie and Rebecca were getting into bed when the noise sounded again, Rebecca hopped out of bed, "there it is again, Richie!"
"Rebecca, get into bed, and go to sleep, by morning, maybe we can get the power back on and you won't be so paranoid," Richie said.
"I'm not paranoid Richie, and I'm not emotional and I'm not being dumb or childish here, and I would appreciate it if you would NOT think otherwise of me," Rebecca told him.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," Richie apologized, "can we just get some sleep now?"
A few minutes later, the noise became louder, and Richie and Rebecca got up and out of bed just in time as a tree branch crashed through their window. Rebecca started screaming, Richie started yelling, and within a few minutes Duncan and Amanda came in to see what all the commotion was about.
"There is no way we can stay in that room now," Rebecca said.
"I agree," Amanda said, "I also noticed on the way in that a couple of the spare rooms got the same treatment."
"Wonderful, that totals our chances of staying in another bedroom for the night," Rebecca sighed.
"Well I agree, you can stay with us," Amanda said.
"WHAT?!" Duncan and Richie asked.
"Are you sure?" Rebecca asked.
"Of course, it'll be no trouble," Amanda said.
"Amanda, have you lost your mind? It'll be crowded 4 to our bed," Duncan said.
"Duncan, it's a king-sized bed, in any case, we can't have them stay on the couch tonight, in a way they're our guests," Amanda said.
Duncan was about to go into a long discussion of 'you women, always trying to be hospitable to everyone including our enemies', but he was too tired for it.
"For the time being, we better board up these windows, otherwise we'll probably drown," Richie said.
"Good thinking, I think there're some boards in the closet," Amanda said.
In about an hour, the windows were boarded up, keeping out most of the rain, tree branches, leaves, and everything else floating around outside.
"Now all we have to do is figure out how to fit everyone into this bed...without killing each other," Duncan said.
That was much easier said than done, the whole time, they were stepping on each other, getting crammed together, stepping on each other's faces, Rebecca finally got tired of it and pulled back Duncan's big toe. He screamed and fell down in the bed on top of she, Richie and Amanda, practically squashing them.
"MAC!" they screamed.
"Allright everyone, hold on!" Amanda screamed, "Now look, it's going to be morning in a few hours, so surely this won't be as miserable as we think it will."
"That's what you think," Duncan replied.
"Oh shutup Duncan, let's just try to get some sleep," Rebecca said.
"I hear that," Richie said.
"Goodnight Richie," Rebecca said.
"Goodnight Rebecca, goodnight Moe, goodnight Curly," Amanda said.
"Mac," Richie said.
"What?" Duncan asked.
"You forgot to turn off the lights," Richie smirked.
Duncan tried smacking himself but he only brought up Amanda's wrist with his, their sleeves were cuffed together when they fell on each other.
"It's too bad you didn't install a clapper," Rebecca said, "then the lights could go off as easily as..."
Rebecca clapped twice, surprisingly enough, the lights went out.
"Duncan, I didn't know you installed a clapper," Amanda said.
"I didn't," Duncan replied.
"What?" the three of them asked.
"I told you, I didn't install one," Duncan said.
"Well then how'd the lights go out?" Amanda tried sitting up.
"I don't know, maybe another tree tore down, taking down the power lines," Duncan thought, "but it's nothing to worry about, and also nothing to lose any sleep over...goodnight!"