Okay, hello there, people. So here's the thing with this one-
''HEEYYYYYYYYYYY! WE'RE BAAAAaAAAAAAAAAAACK! :D''
Uh, yes. We are. Dick? Do you mind?
''NOPE! Sheesh, it's been so long, cooped up in that dusty old-''
I meant, would you mind letting me finish so we can get you back out there sooner?
''But you didn't say 'would'. You said 'do'. There is a difference.''
Of which I am well aware. (pointed glance) sooo...Please? May I finish the intro?
''(Thinks about it)...
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...''
(Raises and eyebrow) (scoff) Impressive. I'm surprised you could hold it that long.
''Yeah, me too. I didn't know I could do that. Well, to answer your question, I guess so. :) Good luck! (hollers as he runs out the door) I'LL BE OFF! INTO THE UNKNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWN!''
(Sigh) Okay, yeah...sorry about that...and about how kriffing late this was. Dick had been complaining that all the scripts I'd started were too long and complicated for what he wanted to do for this. (Eye roll) So, anyway, as I had been saying: This one is mostly self-parody (especially the first part) so this one was mostly just written to write something and make jokes about myself and my lack of motivation. (Man...I really miss arguing with my characters...Weird)
You're welcome and thank you for welcoming me (Dick: I HEARD THAT!) (sigh) US back.
Please enjoy and happy Thanksgiving :)
The headphones were actually pretty handy. Especially since he could download his favorite songs and just be listening to real music while in the background he could only faintly hear those two numbskulls he had to baby sit for the next who knew how long. Interestingly enough, Titan had been extremely vague in giving him a specific release date.
Glancing over at his calendar, he shook his head, sighing.
How much longer is this going to be stalled? He wondered. I don't know how much longer I can handle this...and I've missed a lot because of those two.
It was true, though the exact amount of time he had lost would remain undetermined. There had been a holiday (or three) that he had missed.
(Ahem, no thanks to the author for being rather dramatic in her plots! Hold'n back my man Jude. How inconsiderate)
(Dick, please. Not now)
Still, luckily, the 'chaotic duo' hadn't been too much trouble. Viper had visited a time or two over the span and left almost as quickly as he'd come...with Dick and Mason calling 'traitor' after him. The paper plates were almost out, as were the sporks. Dick's comm pad had long since run out of juice (while Jude had been considerate enough to grab his commpad for them, he hadn't been crazy enough to include the charger) so now it just hung up on the sill as a trophy...though to what, he still hadn't been able to make out. And, on top of that, since they had been practicing practically non-stop, Mason had turned out to be actually pretty good with his vocals.
At least, that's what Dick had been claiming.
Jude wasn't sure. He hadn't been listening so he didn't care.
Still, the adventurer clone wasn't too shabby himself so the medic was willing (at least in part) to take his word for it.
Shrugging, Jude entered the little 'prison area' and peered in on the two troopers...which couldn't go unnoticed since they were both standing at the 'bars', staring at him with big eyes as he walked in.
''Juuuuuuude?'' Mason asked.
''What?'' he replied, not looking at them as he wandered over to a nearby desk and checked to make sure the keys to their 'cell' were still there.
''Today is Harvest's Blessings...riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight?''
Jude blinked. Was it?...Already?
The calendar certainly seemed to think so.
''Am I to assume that you're wanting a decent lunch?''
Their head bobbed in unison.
''Are you willing to play nice in order for me to get it?''
Again, their heads bobbed.
Why do I feel like I'm babysitting four year olds?
Shaking his head as he wondered why he was resigned to a fate such as this and why he could be too nice for his own good, he headed for the door.
''Fine. I'll be back.''
''Thank you!'' they called, ''we'll be here...!''
Except...ten minutes later...they weren't. Frowning, Jude carefully stepped closer, glancing around suspiciously. There were no beams for them to hang from...there were no hiding places that he couldn't already see...so where..?
Something caught his eye. The hinge to the door was ascrew.
''What the..?''
Suddenly, someone pushed him from behind and he stumbled forward, scowling.
''Seeya later, hot'n tater!'' Dick sang as he and Mason make their escape, Mason cackling behind him like a mad scientist.
Several words that should not be repeated slipped from Jude's tongue and he scrambled after them, calling for them to stop even though he knew it was basically useless.
It was even more useless when they split up later down the hallway. Skidding to a halt, Jude glanced between the two routes, knowing that they both ended up in different places. He had warned them earlier...but that seemed to have all gotten thrown out the window..
''Oh kriff...no. Please.'' Rolling his eyes upwards, he asked helplessly, ''Why me?''
Jude had hoped he'd never have to use the hotline...but now, he did.
The commander picked up almost immediately.
''Sir? Sir, there's a problem!''
''What is it, Jude?''
''They escaped.''
''Did they now?''
To the medic's alarm, he didn't sound terribly surprised. Rather amused, in fact.
''Any idea where they've gone?''
''No, sir. But they can't get too far. With the crowds for the Harvest's day parade, they won't be able to move too fast. What do you want me to do?''
''Let me ask you this,'' he replied, the smirk in his voice obvious, ''are you relieved that they're gone?''
Jude just chose not to answer.
''That's what I thought. In that case, don't do anything. I only have one more thing to ask of you and then you can - hehe, hopefully - forget that this all happened. Give the boys a call...I assume you charged Dick's commpad just in case?''
''Yes, sir.''
''Good. Just give them a call. I know a place where they can go if they're hungry...''
The steps of the defac were nothing if not steep...but for the pair of grown boys, that wasn't saying much...especially once they heard there was food. The suspicion of a trap never even crossed their minds.
So, at first at least, they didn't at all find it odd that Commander Titan stood at the double doors in his dress greys, an amiable smile on his face.
''Hey, buddy. How you doing?''
''Hi, Commander!'' he started forward...then stopped, suspicion written all over his face. ''Wait a minute...what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at the defac for the holiday meal?''
''Shouldn't you?'' he countered, the sleazy grin never leaving his face, ''I was merely waiting for you.''
Glancing at his recent roommate, Dick's lips pinched. ''Well, that didn't ominous. Did it to you?''
''Yeah, no...'' he agreed, nodding his head, ''...we're screwed.''
''Yeah.''
The Commander didn't say a word, merely ushering them inside where the smells of defac Harvest's Blessing food was watering their mouths. But before he got trapped in, Dick remembered something.
''OH!'' poking his head out from the defac doors, he cried, ''HAPPY THANKSGIVING PEOPLE! THANKS FOR JOINING US!''
As Dick pulled his head back in and pranced after Mason Titan glanced at the nearby mess officer, raising an eyebrow. The kid just shrugged.
Titan sighed.
That boy...he thought.
Then, rolling his eyes, he grinned and followed the others into the main room.
And there...THEY'RE FREEEEEEEEEEEE!
And now I can do basically whatever I want for now with it. Yahoo. Tat's good. I can work on this when I get stuck...which is bound to happen. ;D
Well, sorry for the wait on this, GoA will be updated as soon as I can get with it, and just as a side note, I have no idea how long they were stuck there. However, they have not been completely trapped there. I don't know...I guess it's up to interpretation. ;D
Anyway! Thanks for reading! I hope you all enjoyed this tiny bout of madness and wish you all a happy Thanksgiving! :D
