SooooooOOOooooooo laaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaate...and not even what I had originally had in mind. Bleh. ;P Oh well. I think I prefer this one though. :) It's much shorter.

Just to warn you though, this is completely random and has no plot. Your welcome you have been warned ;)

Oh and another warning: last chapter I had said something giving a hint as to what might happen later? Yeah, ignore that please. It doesn't really have any relevance anymore.


Attention getter to get people's attention (because I have run out of ideas) simply to see where this goes.

Have you ever been so bored you could - would - do anything just to shake things up? Yeah...yeah...that was us...

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Second attention getter to get people's attention just in case the last one didn't work.

Jude had said 'thirty minutes IF they behaved...unfortunately, that didn't last long for as soon as the...*ahem* men in question saw the words 'Internet not connected' on Dick's compad, it was over...Although, what that 'over' would bring them to, has yet to be seen...(dramatic dundundunduuuuuuuuuuuuh)


''Jude?''

''Jude?''

''Jude?...Jude?... Juuuuuuuuuude?...JuuuuuuuuuuuuDDDDDDDDe?''

''Nonono, you're doing it wrong.''

Pressing his face against the prison bars, Mason called, ''JUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUde.''

''Oh yeah, and you said I was doing it wrong,'' Dick muttered, joining him.

''JUUUUUUUuuuuude!''

''Jude! Judus! Judy! Jude the dude!''

'' 'Jude the dude'? Bro, what the kriff?''

''I don't know.''

''Okay, whatever. JUDE!''

''Wait wait...Why are we calling him again?''

Pausing, Dick frowned.

...What were they calling him for?

''I mean,'' Mason continued, ''Why call him like this when we know his comm number?''

Comm! Ooooooh, thAAAAAAt's riiiiight. THAT's what he did! Maybe they really were sick; they couldn't remember what they had been calling the murder-medic for in the first place. And as everyone should know, who in their right mind would do that for fun?!

''No; We can't. Remember? He cut off the wifi.''

''Oh...right.''

There was a pause...

They glanced at each other...

''JUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE!''

''Jude! Jude! JUDE! JUUUUUUUUUDE!''

''Jude! JUDE! JUUUUUDE! JUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE!''

''WHAT?''

With annoyed growl, who but the man himself should show up.

Huh, guess that means that means that he would check up on them whether they behaved or not...Good to know...

''You have been barking my name for the passed fifteen minutes! What do you want?''

Dick looked at Mason...

Mason looked at Dick...

Jude glared at both of them in turn...

''Wifi.'' Dick nodded. ''You cut the wifi and we want it back. WE DEMAND IT COME BACK!''

The medic just rolled his eyes, already turning away as he shook his head.

''Un. Be. Leavable,'' he muttered.

''WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!'' Mason cried, just to be a pain.

It didn't work. A withering backward glance was all it took to shut him up.

''Can you at least give us something to do?'' Dick asked, ''We're bored...and you shut down our wifi so we can't listen to music.''

''And we're hungry.'' Mason piped up.

As Jude smirked, Dick couldn't be sure, but he thought he saw some evil glint in his eye. A good sign coming from a medic?

No. Typically not.

''Are you saying you want something to do?''

Oh kriff, even his voice sounds evil now.

Mason didn't appear to notice and just nodded. ''Duh.''

''You're willing to do something?''

''Yep.''

''ANything?''

Now they got a little more cautious.

''Maaaaybbeeeeeee...'' Mason replied slowly, eyeing the medic with suspicion. ''Why do you ask?''

''Oh, I was just about to say: we have an entire room of latrines that need to be cleaned and since you don't have anything going on at the moment-''

''NOPE! We're fine! We've just been...thinking...this whole time.''

''Thinking, now? Is that so? Huh, a dangerous past time, that is; you do know that right?''

''Well, just for the record, it gets harder on an empty stomach.''

Cocking his head to one side as he thought, Jude considered his next words before slowly say, ''So if thinking on an empty stomach makes you do this...and we've all seen what you can do on a full one...what does empty make your head do?''

''YOU WOULDN'T-''

''Yeah, yeah, no. That's a horrible idea. I don't want to risk it. Fine. If you ask - nicely - maybe, I'll be considerate and grab you a few protein bars. And if your lucky, maybe I'll throw in a puzzle with it too just to keep you occupied.''

...

''How do we ask nicely?''

''Beg. On your knees. That's the best way to ask some one nicely when they literally hold the keys to your prison.''

''Er, what are our alternatives? Sorry, but the finicky temperature conditions have been making my joints act up.'' Dick asked, pursing his lips.

Rolling his eyes, the medic waved away the question.

''Fine. Wait here; I'll be back...''


(a few hours later after Jude had followed up on his promise)

The scene when next he stepped in was a mess.

True, the flimsi plates and utensils were neatly stacked while waiting to be thrown away (as Jude couldn't risk giving them a trash can for fear of what they might do with it). But that wasn't the problem that he was looking at. Dick and Mason sat on opposite sides of their cell, taking turns at throwing the puzzle pieces at each other. The ground around their feet was riddled with the tiny parts and Mason was humming an old ballad until Dick caught on and started singing (surprisingly, when he wasn't messing around, his voice was actually pretty good).

''I can't remember if I cried, when I read about his widowed bride, but something touched me inside, the day the music died...''

''Then what are you doing?''

Dick cast a sideways glance at his partner before cracking a lopsided grin. ''We're practicing adulting. Now hang on, I like this song: 'So bye-bye Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry. And them good old boys were drink'n whisky n' rye, singing 'this il' be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die...' ''

Amazingly, Jude was actually able to keep a straight face. ''That's not adulting.''

Mason stopped humming the tune just long enough to scowl. ''How would you know?''

''Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above, if the Bible tells you so?..''

''...I know cadets who are more mature then you.''

Mason picked up with skipping ahead a couple of verses close to the end when Dick left off to say, ''Okay, first off: ouch. Second: are you calling us immature!?''

''They were singing bye-bye Miss American Pie; Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry. And them good old boys were drinking whisky n' rye, singing this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die...''

There was a flicker of amusement that twitched the corner of Jude's lip up. It was just a flicker...but it didn't hide the sudden light in the medic's eyes.

''Not...exactly. Maybe stress is just doing stuff to your head. And that is not how you - as you say - 'adult'. But, I'll be fair. Answer this riddle and I'll take it back: What can be gained by time and only by wishing to reverse your dreams?''

Blinking, Dick stared at him, face completely blank.

...

...

...

''Well, times up.'' The medic shrugged. ''I thought so.''

''You're not even going to bother telling us what the answer is?''

''Now why would I do that? Then you would know the proper answer next time I ask it.''

Dick shrugged and joined in on the last verse.

''And they were singing, bye-bye Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry. And them good old boys were drinking whisky n' rye, singing 'this will be the day that I die...this will be the day that I die.

They were singing bye-bye Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinking whisky n' rye, singing 'this will be the day that I die...''

Rolling his eyes, Jude walked back to his 'office', switching on the comm channel.

''Sir, are you positive we need to keep those two locked up in here for the next couple of days until Senator Amidala forgets about the mission she wants to send them on? And won't the guys get suspicious at the fact that they aren't feeling 'sick' anymore now that the drugs effects are wearing off?''

Grinning, Titan just shook his head. ''Sorry, son, but I'll let you know what you can finally dump those boys. I promise, I have my reasons for putting you through this; but I can't tell you just yet. Until then, I sent you a few peace gifts to help you keep your sanity. The noise-cancelling headphones and datachip for your helmet should work nicely...''


In case you don't know the song they were singing, it was 'American Pie'. (Btw, I obviously don't own the song. Just heard it in Black Widow) Does it make any sense that people (technically) a long time ago in a galaxy far far away know what America or pie in general is? Uh no...But it is a fun song :)

Do any of you know the answer to Jude's riddle? (it's extremely vague, but the hint is that it has to do with what Dick was joking about. Tell me in the comments what you think it is ;D)

All that aside, yes, I am still here just GOA has been coming very slowly. As for this story, as stated before, there was originally supposed to be something else, but it was taking too long and was too complicated for what I wanted so I don't think it will be used in this particular arc. But maybe later we'll see Jude later on ;)

Thank you for reading! :D Hope you had fun!