Personal Note- yeah yeah yeah, I am so sorry that I took forever to get this chapter up.
I'm so sorry but now that I have too much time and refreshed my memory with Child's
Play marathon in my room, I am ready to do some catching up! Thanks for Kaitlyn Rose
for reminding me I had to finish this!
Can't Keep A Good Guy Down.
By the Untalented JOxER
Chapter 5.
Morissette and Scott went to the bathrooms stalls and decided to give the doll a toilet
bath. Morissette laid the doll on one of the urinal when Scott went to a toilet to fill up the
bowl for the dolls bath. Morissette banged on the stall door for Scott to hurry up and
turned to get the doll ready. The doll was nowhere to be found. Morissette was now
confused and went looking for the doll. He felt someone grab his side and looked to see
what had touched him. There was no one. Morissette went on looking for the doll,
knowing the doll couldn't just get up and walk. Morissette never knew his gun from his
belt had disappeared. Morissette was about to ask Scott if he took the doll when he heard
a scream. It was Scott. The scream was followed by a loud blast and then silence.
"Scott?" Morissette yelled as he opened the stall door. Morissette gasped as he saw
Scott. His pants and underwear were still around his ankles and he looked at the sidewall
where the blood had splattered on it. Morissette than looked at Scott face, there was
blood seeping through his side of the head. 'Oh Scott.' Morissette thought as he looked
at his lap. The doll was holding his disrupter and was very still. Morissette laughed as he
picked up the doll.
"You killed my friend? You help him pull the trigger?" Morissette joked as he reached
for his PAL to call for a med team.
"Actually, I just shot him." Chucky replied as Morissette laughing face turned to horror.
Chucky pulled the trigger and blasted the Morissette the same way he did the other
person- in the head. Morissette dropped like a fly and Chucky brushed himself off.
"That was fun. Just like the good old days." Chucky said as he looked at his new
weapon. "They defiantly made the future better." Chucky said as he placed the gun
inside his overalls. "It is no knife but it will have to do." Chucky said as he walked over
the dead body. He gave it a few stomping before heading out the bathrooms. "Make sure
you guys wash your hands." Chucky laughed as he headed to find his new body.
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Susan Martinez sat back down at her patio chair. She was happy that her nephew loved
the doll but there was something eerie about it. The dolls name was chucky! She
laughed as she thought that her hacker friend Joshua had placed a trick on her and
programmed the doll to be named Chucky. She sat for a while but her nerves were still
jumpy. She was only 10 when she heard the news of the good guy serial killer doll. She
remembered throwing hers away after the news hit the world. The thought that the doll
was alive was a possibility at the age of 10 but at her age now, there was no way. She
knew the facts and the facts don't lie- there is no way someone can be inside a doll!. She
kicked herself for thinking such a thought and went to her desk. She began to do some
paper work when she reached in her briefcase and felt something bulgy on the bottom.
She removed all her papers and was in shocked that there was a fresh pack of double d
batteries under all her papers. She couldn't remember why she needed batteries when she
remembered it wasn't for her. It was for the good guy doll. The funny feeling was back
again and she continued to make a good explanation for the doll talking without batteries.
Maybe Tony found some and installed them. That was it. Susan went back to her work;
being vice president of a major toy company wasn't easy.
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Tim O'Neil was about to go to his quarters and catch up on some needed sleep when
nature called. Tim went running to the stalls and went to relieve himself. In the process
of doing so, he didn't notice the dead bodies when he entered, he had only one goal and
he was doing it. Now, he turned to see his surroundings when he saw a puddle of blood
at his feet. Tim quickly finished up and went to see where was the blood coming from.
It didn't take long to see that there was a dead body, not so far from him. Tim yelled and
reached for his PAL.
"I NEED A MED TEAM NOW!" Tim yelled as he checked on the body. He turned the
body slightly and noticed it was Morissette. There was a trial of blood coming from the
side of his head and Tim put him down. He slightly gave out a small prayer to his dead
crewmember when he noticed another puddle of blood near a bathroom stall. Tim gulped
as he went to open the door and saw Scott's dead body sitting on a toilet. Tim was now
going to be sick and went to the near by toilet and pucked his guts out. The med team,
lead by Dr. Smith, arrived quickly and was also shocked to see the dead bodies. One of
the med tech asked Tim if he was ok but he shook his head no. Tim was help out of the
bathroom and taken to med bay. Dr. Smith began to inspect the dead bodies once Tim
was out of the room. She began by taking out her tape recorder and recorded what she
found.
-There are two dead bodies found by Lt. Tim O'Neil. There is one body on the floor and
one in the bathroom stall. The body on the floor was security officer Morissette, Alfred.
The cause of death seems a bullet to the head. The body on the toilet was seaman Scott,
Lee. The cause of death seems also the same to Morissette.- Wendy gasped as she
inspected little blood footprints on the dried blood near the bodies. The foot print size
determined that there was a small child on board and that witness the crime. –Need
further examinations to concluded cause of death- Wendy shut her recorder and allowed
the med tech to do their jobs. One of the med techs called in for a security team before
removing the bodies. Wendy took her own evidence and measured the footprints. They
were only five inches long.
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Kristen was running tests on Lucas who was still unconscious. She had called the captain
to the med bay and in no time, the captain was by her side. Kristen tried to explain that
he had been attacked somehow and was knocked with something very heavy on the side
of his head. Kristen heard the captain swear under his breath as she moved Lucas to a
private room.
"I think he has a small concussion." Kristen said the Captain as he sat next to Lucas. A
med tech had called her to accompany a call for help from Tim O'Neil but she shook her
head. "Tell the other doctor. I am busy." Kristen said, referring to Dr. Smith.
"You don't like her do you?" Nathan said. He could hear the tone of voice she used, it
wasn't welcoming.
"I told you I didn't need any help. But you didn't listen. It is not that I don't like her, she
is a great doctor but…"
"But you don't like to have someone helping you do you?"
"I can handle it! I rather do it all by myself than have someone help me."
"You don't mind when Lucas helps out?" Nathan stated.
"No, but its different with Lucas. It seems that he is learning from me, you know- I am
the teacher and he is the student. With Wendy, it seems that we are competing with each
other. Though I think we are not but that is how I feel."
"And you have to win right?"
"YES." Nathan laughed. "Why are you laughing?" Kristen demanded as she crossed her
arms.
"You sound like me." Nathan said as she left the room, pretty upset.
Kristen left the room only to be in contact with a green looking O'Neil. "What's wrong
Tim?"
"I don't feel too good Dr. Westphalen.." Tim trailed as he ran towards a near by trash can
and puked once again.
"Tell me what happened, what did you eat in the past 12 hours?" Kristen began to
question when someone was tapping on her shoulder. She tried to ignore it off but the
tapping continued.
"Dr. Westphalen…"
"What is it? I am busy." Kristen said as she recognized the voice and turned to see what
she wanted.
"I need your help here." Wendy said as the med techs brought in the two bodies into the
room. Kristen eyes widen as she saw the two black bags enter the room. She pushed
aside Dr. Smith and went to the bodies.
"Oh my god.. What happened here Stevens?" Kristen asked one of the security officers
that followed the dead bodies.
"Tim was the one that found them, I guess that is why he is so sick. Kristen, they have
been murdered." Wendy answered for the security team. Kristen faced the doctor and
was also accompanied by a worried Captain. Wendy turned to see the captain near her
and began to explain the situation.
"I just got the message Dr. Smith, what happened?" Captain Bridger asked. Dr. Smith
began to report the facts about the two-crew members deaths.
"Murdered? Do you think it has some connection with Lucas being attacked?" Captain
Bridger asked.
"I do not know sir. It can be… but it doesn't make any sense… the security team are
making a clean sweep of the area and they haven't come up with any clues." There was
one clue that Wendy knew, but it was just impossible to think that there was a small child
loose somewhere in the ship killing people. She kept that to herself.
"I'm going to go see the area, please Dr. Smith, Dr. Westphalen, keep me informed."
Captain Bridger said as he exited the med bay with Stevens. Dr. Westphalen and Dr.
Smith each got hold of one body and began to push the stretcher it into a private room.
They were going to perform a full autopsy on both the bodies.
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Captain Bridger had to see the crime scene first hand. He entered the room and saw that
Lt. James Brody was already ready for him.
"Brody, any news on who or what did this?" Bridger asked.
"No sir. We searched this place from top to bottom. There are no fingerprints, no
nothing sir. We only found some footprints but there were too smeared and there is no
way to track them down. It looked that the person was walking in their toes." Brody
explained as Bridger sighed. "There is one thing though…"
"What is it Lieutenant?"
"Come with me." Brody said as they both entered the stall where Scott's body was found.
"We found Scott here. He was still sitting in the toilet.. Doing his business I guess. The
way the bullet entered his head sir. It entered in his right side and exited to his left and
blasted through the stall wall. I mean, the killer had to be standing next to him in order
for that to happened."
"Are you sure it is not suicide."
"We thought of that sir but the weapon is no where to be found. But that is not point sir."
"What is?"
"If a person was here in the stall with him, the person must be a really skinny man.
Maybe not even a man sir. The stall is made for one person only and unless the man
postion his arm in an uncomfortable position, there is no way that the blast came from
anywhere else. The stall next to this one had no scratched so he wasn't next to Scott's
stall when he fired. The man had to be standing next to him, standing on his right side."
"It just doesn't make any sense… Brody, double up security, there is a killer out here
running around in my ship."
"Yes sir. We already are questioning everyone here sir."
"Send them all to Dr. Smith."
"What sir?"
"I have an idea. Make sure everyone sees her ok. I do mean everyone." Bridger said as
he exited the room. He was going back to med bay and was going to ask Wendy to do a
scan of everyone on the ship. She is a physic and she can pick up whoever is the killer.
Once the captain was out of the room, Brody turned to his team. "Everything done
here?"
"Yes sir. We have everything we need." An officer replied.
"Alright men. All of you report to Wendy Smith. Captain's order."
"Sir, you do not think its one of us do you?"
"Captains order's Johnson." Brody said.
"Yes sir. You heard the lieutenant." Johnson said to the others officers and began to clear
out the room. Brody went to his pal and called up the clean up crew.
"Yes?" a worry voice answered the page
"Dagwood, I need you to come to the bathroom stalls and clean them up. Bring a lot of
water and soap." Brody asked the GELF.
"Um. Ok Brody." Dagwood replied.
"Thanks Dagwood." Brody said as he ended the call. He headed towards med bay, he
also had to see Dr. Smith.
"Welcome." Dagwood said as Brody ended the call. Dagwood was just finishing his
meal when the lieutenant called. Dagwood began to leave the mess and headed towards
the supply room. He grabed his trusty mop and headed towards the stalls. Dagwood
walked through the corridor when something caught his eye. He went towards a locked
door and looked down. Dagwood frowned as he picked up the object that was sitting
near the door. "Tony's doll" Dagwood said as he thought that his friend had lost his doll.
"Hello Doll." Dagwood spoke to the doll.
"Hi. My name is Chucky and I am your friend to the end."
"Hello Chucky.. you are my friend?" Dagwood replied. Chucky's eyes sparkled. 'This
guy must be retarded or something.' Chucky thought.
"Yes. Till the end." Chucky said.
"Thank you. Y..You are my friend too." Dagwood smiled back.
"What's your name?" Chucky asked in his childish voice.
"Dagwood. I work here."
"Do you know what?"
"No."
"I have been looking for my friend Lucas. You know Lucas?"
"Yes. Lucas' my friend. Why are you looking for him?"
"We are playing a game Dagwood and I lost him. Do you know where Lucas is?"
"No." Dagwood sadly said.
"I saw a doctor take him somewhere. I just do not know where."
"Doctor? Dr. Westphalen?"
"Yes. That's who took him."
"The doctors are always at med bay." Dagwood said.
"Med Bay? Can you take me there?" Chucky asked. The place sounded like a future
hospital, the kid must be there.
"Umm.. I have to do my job first. I have to clean the bathrooms. Lieutenant said so."
"Come on Dagwood."
"But the Lieutenant."
"Did he say now Dagwood? Did he say you had to clean the stalls now?"
"No… he said I had to clean them…"
"Then after we go see Lucas, you can clean them. You would have still followed his
orders."
"Ummm.."
"Come on Dagwood. Lets go see Lucas."
"Um.. OK." Dagwood said as he carried the doll on his lap and headed towards med bay.
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Cool huh?
I'm so sorry but now that I have too much time and refreshed my memory with Child's
Play marathon in my room, I am ready to do some catching up! Thanks for Kaitlyn Rose
for reminding me I had to finish this!
Can't Keep A Good Guy Down.
By the Untalented JOxER
Chapter 5.
Morissette and Scott went to the bathrooms stalls and decided to give the doll a toilet
bath. Morissette laid the doll on one of the urinal when Scott went to a toilet to fill up the
bowl for the dolls bath. Morissette banged on the stall door for Scott to hurry up and
turned to get the doll ready. The doll was nowhere to be found. Morissette was now
confused and went looking for the doll. He felt someone grab his side and looked to see
what had touched him. There was no one. Morissette went on looking for the doll,
knowing the doll couldn't just get up and walk. Morissette never knew his gun from his
belt had disappeared. Morissette was about to ask Scott if he took the doll when he heard
a scream. It was Scott. The scream was followed by a loud blast and then silence.
"Scott?" Morissette yelled as he opened the stall door. Morissette gasped as he saw
Scott. His pants and underwear were still around his ankles and he looked at the sidewall
where the blood had splattered on it. Morissette than looked at Scott face, there was
blood seeping through his side of the head. 'Oh Scott.' Morissette thought as he looked
at his lap. The doll was holding his disrupter and was very still. Morissette laughed as he
picked up the doll.
"You killed my friend? You help him pull the trigger?" Morissette joked as he reached
for his PAL to call for a med team.
"Actually, I just shot him." Chucky replied as Morissette laughing face turned to horror.
Chucky pulled the trigger and blasted the Morissette the same way he did the other
person- in the head. Morissette dropped like a fly and Chucky brushed himself off.
"That was fun. Just like the good old days." Chucky said as he looked at his new
weapon. "They defiantly made the future better." Chucky said as he placed the gun
inside his overalls. "It is no knife but it will have to do." Chucky said as he walked over
the dead body. He gave it a few stomping before heading out the bathrooms. "Make sure
you guys wash your hands." Chucky laughed as he headed to find his new body.
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Susan Martinez sat back down at her patio chair. She was happy that her nephew loved
the doll but there was something eerie about it. The dolls name was chucky! She
laughed as she thought that her hacker friend Joshua had placed a trick on her and
programmed the doll to be named Chucky. She sat for a while but her nerves were still
jumpy. She was only 10 when she heard the news of the good guy serial killer doll. She
remembered throwing hers away after the news hit the world. The thought that the doll
was alive was a possibility at the age of 10 but at her age now, there was no way. She
knew the facts and the facts don't lie- there is no way someone can be inside a doll!. She
kicked herself for thinking such a thought and went to her desk. She began to do some
paper work when she reached in her briefcase and felt something bulgy on the bottom.
She removed all her papers and was in shocked that there was a fresh pack of double d
batteries under all her papers. She couldn't remember why she needed batteries when she
remembered it wasn't for her. It was for the good guy doll. The funny feeling was back
again and she continued to make a good explanation for the doll talking without batteries.
Maybe Tony found some and installed them. That was it. Susan went back to her work;
being vice president of a major toy company wasn't easy.
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Tim O'Neil was about to go to his quarters and catch up on some needed sleep when
nature called. Tim went running to the stalls and went to relieve himself. In the process
of doing so, he didn't notice the dead bodies when he entered, he had only one goal and
he was doing it. Now, he turned to see his surroundings when he saw a puddle of blood
at his feet. Tim quickly finished up and went to see where was the blood coming from.
It didn't take long to see that there was a dead body, not so far from him. Tim yelled and
reached for his PAL.
"I NEED A MED TEAM NOW!" Tim yelled as he checked on the body. He turned the
body slightly and noticed it was Morissette. There was a trial of blood coming from the
side of his head and Tim put him down. He slightly gave out a small prayer to his dead
crewmember when he noticed another puddle of blood near a bathroom stall. Tim gulped
as he went to open the door and saw Scott's dead body sitting on a toilet. Tim was now
going to be sick and went to the near by toilet and pucked his guts out. The med team,
lead by Dr. Smith, arrived quickly and was also shocked to see the dead bodies. One of
the med tech asked Tim if he was ok but he shook his head no. Tim was help out of the
bathroom and taken to med bay. Dr. Smith began to inspect the dead bodies once Tim
was out of the room. She began by taking out her tape recorder and recorded what she
found.
-There are two dead bodies found by Lt. Tim O'Neil. There is one body on the floor and
one in the bathroom stall. The body on the floor was security officer Morissette, Alfred.
The cause of death seems a bullet to the head. The body on the toilet was seaman Scott,
Lee. The cause of death seems also the same to Morissette.- Wendy gasped as she
inspected little blood footprints on the dried blood near the bodies. The foot print size
determined that there was a small child on board and that witness the crime. –Need
further examinations to concluded cause of death- Wendy shut her recorder and allowed
the med tech to do their jobs. One of the med techs called in for a security team before
removing the bodies. Wendy took her own evidence and measured the footprints. They
were only five inches long.
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Kristen was running tests on Lucas who was still unconscious. She had called the captain
to the med bay and in no time, the captain was by her side. Kristen tried to explain that
he had been attacked somehow and was knocked with something very heavy on the side
of his head. Kristen heard the captain swear under his breath as she moved Lucas to a
private room.
"I think he has a small concussion." Kristen said the Captain as he sat next to Lucas. A
med tech had called her to accompany a call for help from Tim O'Neil but she shook her
head. "Tell the other doctor. I am busy." Kristen said, referring to Dr. Smith.
"You don't like her do you?" Nathan said. He could hear the tone of voice she used, it
wasn't welcoming.
"I told you I didn't need any help. But you didn't listen. It is not that I don't like her, she
is a great doctor but…"
"But you don't like to have someone helping you do you?"
"I can handle it! I rather do it all by myself than have someone help me."
"You don't mind when Lucas helps out?" Nathan stated.
"No, but its different with Lucas. It seems that he is learning from me, you know- I am
the teacher and he is the student. With Wendy, it seems that we are competing with each
other. Though I think we are not but that is how I feel."
"And you have to win right?"
"YES." Nathan laughed. "Why are you laughing?" Kristen demanded as she crossed her
arms.
"You sound like me." Nathan said as she left the room, pretty upset.
Kristen left the room only to be in contact with a green looking O'Neil. "What's wrong
Tim?"
"I don't feel too good Dr. Westphalen.." Tim trailed as he ran towards a near by trash can
and puked once again.
"Tell me what happened, what did you eat in the past 12 hours?" Kristen began to
question when someone was tapping on her shoulder. She tried to ignore it off but the
tapping continued.
"Dr. Westphalen…"
"What is it? I am busy." Kristen said as she recognized the voice and turned to see what
she wanted.
"I need your help here." Wendy said as the med techs brought in the two bodies into the
room. Kristen eyes widen as she saw the two black bags enter the room. She pushed
aside Dr. Smith and went to the bodies.
"Oh my god.. What happened here Stevens?" Kristen asked one of the security officers
that followed the dead bodies.
"Tim was the one that found them, I guess that is why he is so sick. Kristen, they have
been murdered." Wendy answered for the security team. Kristen faced the doctor and
was also accompanied by a worried Captain. Wendy turned to see the captain near her
and began to explain the situation.
"I just got the message Dr. Smith, what happened?" Captain Bridger asked. Dr. Smith
began to report the facts about the two-crew members deaths.
"Murdered? Do you think it has some connection with Lucas being attacked?" Captain
Bridger asked.
"I do not know sir. It can be… but it doesn't make any sense… the security team are
making a clean sweep of the area and they haven't come up with any clues." There was
one clue that Wendy knew, but it was just impossible to think that there was a small child
loose somewhere in the ship killing people. She kept that to herself.
"I'm going to go see the area, please Dr. Smith, Dr. Westphalen, keep me informed."
Captain Bridger said as he exited the med bay with Stevens. Dr. Westphalen and Dr.
Smith each got hold of one body and began to push the stretcher it into a private room.
They were going to perform a full autopsy on both the bodies.
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Captain Bridger had to see the crime scene first hand. He entered the room and saw that
Lt. James Brody was already ready for him.
"Brody, any news on who or what did this?" Bridger asked.
"No sir. We searched this place from top to bottom. There are no fingerprints, no
nothing sir. We only found some footprints but there were too smeared and there is no
way to track them down. It looked that the person was walking in their toes." Brody
explained as Bridger sighed. "There is one thing though…"
"What is it Lieutenant?"
"Come with me." Brody said as they both entered the stall where Scott's body was found.
"We found Scott here. He was still sitting in the toilet.. Doing his business I guess. The
way the bullet entered his head sir. It entered in his right side and exited to his left and
blasted through the stall wall. I mean, the killer had to be standing next to him in order
for that to happened."
"Are you sure it is not suicide."
"We thought of that sir but the weapon is no where to be found. But that is not point sir."
"What is?"
"If a person was here in the stall with him, the person must be a really skinny man.
Maybe not even a man sir. The stall is made for one person only and unless the man
postion his arm in an uncomfortable position, there is no way that the blast came from
anywhere else. The stall next to this one had no scratched so he wasn't next to Scott's
stall when he fired. The man had to be standing next to him, standing on his right side."
"It just doesn't make any sense… Brody, double up security, there is a killer out here
running around in my ship."
"Yes sir. We already are questioning everyone here sir."
"Send them all to Dr. Smith."
"What sir?"
"I have an idea. Make sure everyone sees her ok. I do mean everyone." Bridger said as
he exited the room. He was going back to med bay and was going to ask Wendy to do a
scan of everyone on the ship. She is a physic and she can pick up whoever is the killer.
Once the captain was out of the room, Brody turned to his team. "Everything done
here?"
"Yes sir. We have everything we need." An officer replied.
"Alright men. All of you report to Wendy Smith. Captain's order."
"Sir, you do not think its one of us do you?"
"Captains order's Johnson." Brody said.
"Yes sir. You heard the lieutenant." Johnson said to the others officers and began to clear
out the room. Brody went to his pal and called up the clean up crew.
"Yes?" a worry voice answered the page
"Dagwood, I need you to come to the bathroom stalls and clean them up. Bring a lot of
water and soap." Brody asked the GELF.
"Um. Ok Brody." Dagwood replied.
"Thanks Dagwood." Brody said as he ended the call. He headed towards med bay, he
also had to see Dr. Smith.
"Welcome." Dagwood said as Brody ended the call. Dagwood was just finishing his
meal when the lieutenant called. Dagwood began to leave the mess and headed towards
the supply room. He grabed his trusty mop and headed towards the stalls. Dagwood
walked through the corridor when something caught his eye. He went towards a locked
door and looked down. Dagwood frowned as he picked up the object that was sitting
near the door. "Tony's doll" Dagwood said as he thought that his friend had lost his doll.
"Hello Doll." Dagwood spoke to the doll.
"Hi. My name is Chucky and I am your friend to the end."
"Hello Chucky.. you are my friend?" Dagwood replied. Chucky's eyes sparkled. 'This
guy must be retarded or something.' Chucky thought.
"Yes. Till the end." Chucky said.
"Thank you. Y..You are my friend too." Dagwood smiled back.
"What's your name?" Chucky asked in his childish voice.
"Dagwood. I work here."
"Do you know what?"
"No."
"I have been looking for my friend Lucas. You know Lucas?"
"Yes. Lucas' my friend. Why are you looking for him?"
"We are playing a game Dagwood and I lost him. Do you know where Lucas is?"
"No." Dagwood sadly said.
"I saw a doctor take him somewhere. I just do not know where."
"Doctor? Dr. Westphalen?"
"Yes. That's who took him."
"The doctors are always at med bay." Dagwood said.
"Med Bay? Can you take me there?" Chucky asked. The place sounded like a future
hospital, the kid must be there.
"Umm.. I have to do my job first. I have to clean the bathrooms. Lieutenant said so."
"Come on Dagwood."
"But the Lieutenant."
"Did he say now Dagwood? Did he say you had to clean the stalls now?"
"No… he said I had to clean them…"
"Then after we go see Lucas, you can clean them. You would have still followed his
orders."
"Ummm.."
"Come on Dagwood. Lets go see Lucas."
"Um.. OK." Dagwood said as he carried the doll on his lap and headed towards med bay.
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Cool huh?