MDS/N 1: I asked Marc Vun Kannon to step up to the plate and write one of the adventures for this series of stories, and here is his entry. I think you'll agree with me that he knocked it out of the park!
MDS/N 2: This all started with a simple challenge from Richard76310 about having Casey report about Chuck and Sarah being caught canoodling in public or on missions and so we all owe him a debt of gratitude.
MDS/N 3: If you haven't read Marc Vun Kannon's wonderful story "Undress Me With Your Eyes Only" you haven't lived. It is every bit as irreverent, laughable and silly as his entry for this mini-series. The good news is he has just posted the first chapter, so you can get in on the ground floor with a comedic genius! You can brag to your friends that you knew it would be huge back when reading the first chapter.
None of us own anything but our own whits and sometimes not even them. Needless to say, we are all borrowing Mr. Fedak's toys and returning them only a little tarnished.
Marc's Author's Note:
A/N: My apologies to everyone involved. Actually, my apologies to everyone. This is what happens when I banter without proper precautions.
What Happened This Time?
Chapter 4: Trigger Warning
Guest Written By:
Marc Vun Kannon
It was getting worse. The bottle and glass were already on Beckman's desk, before the meeting even started. Her voice was admirably steady. "So what happened this time, Colonel?"
Casey eyed the bottle-only half full now-jealously. "Are you really sure you want to know?"
"I'm tempted to say 'no' to that question." Her eyes flickered to look at what he was looking at. "So very tempted."
"That's why they made you a General, ma'am. I would have." Rank may have it's privileges but lack of rank had some things going for it too. Oh well, in for a penny..."You remember that relationship with Guatemala we used to have?"
Her hands clenched. "What do you mean, 'used to have'?"
"The embassy had a garden of native plants. One of them, hopefully only one, please God, acted like a trigger for Walker. First we knew of it she had her clothes off and was climbing all over Chuck. He tried to resist. I'm putting him in for a commendation."
Beckman was staring at her hands. "Trigger for what?"
"Chuck suspected something biological, like Volkoff's fear toxin but for lust. Ellie's looking at techniques of quote mind control unquote."
"You aborted the mission."
"Of course. Since she was already all over him I let Chuck carry Walker out while I gathered her clothes. Most of them. The embassy janitors have probably found the buttons by now..."
She started banging her head against her hands. "And afterward?"
"Chuck tried to dress her. It was like trying to dress a monkey. Everything shredded. We used the scraps to restrain her for the drive back."
"And how well did that work?"
"Chuck discovered he has a fetish."
Her head came up, eyes blazing. "It's not a fetish, it's a lifestyle."
"Ma'am?"
"Nothing. So, um, naked and restrained, you said. Carry on."
"Oh, they did, ma'am. Probably still are. The motor pool cameras are off and they're going to stay that way until Chuck comes in here and turns them on himself."
She pulled her hands apart, shaking them out a bit. "You may want to be somewhere else when he does."
"I plan to lock myself in the armory while I try to write this report. I don't expect it will be easy."
Beckman reached down and opened her drawer, to put her latest soldier away. "Just put it all into a footnote. That's what you do anyway."
Casey watched it go regretfully. "I tried that already. The footnote was three pages long."
"Send me that, I'll make do. Until I get the full report, I mean. That is, um, dismissed." She stabbed at the disconnect, and got it on the second try.
Casey stared at the darkened screen, hearing the squeak of van springs that hopefully the armory walls would block. "Doesn't anyone just cuddle anymore?"
MDS/N 4: How is everyone finding this multiple author mini-series? Please leave a review and I will be sharing them with the other authors. Thank you for your time and attention.