Yes, there is more! (Seriously, I am very open to suggestions of scenarios)
Disclaimer: Oh right, I wrote the first Alex Rider when I was 6, Raven's Gate at 11, and Harry Potter when I was 3.
(With thanks to Arrow for the inspiration for the first)
[The Five…in a nursing home. They're old now.]:
Jamie: So… Who's up for a wheelchair race?
[Scar wins]
Matt: You've got the wind on your side.
Scott: We're inside…
Scar: Why didn't you jam our wheels?
Matt: …I'm nice.
Jamie: Or it's because every minute another brain cell dies…
Matt: …
Matt: Shut the hell up.
Scott: See? You heard that delay…
Scar: Beg pardon?
Pedro: Turn up the hearing aid…
Scar: …
Jamie: Matt's not the only one losing brain cells…
Pedro: You can't talk. Last night you yelled out 'Bingo' after 5 numbers.
Jamie: …
Jamie: Bingo bores me. I wanted it over.
Scar: Jamie, you blew off your granddaughter for bingo.
Jamie: …
Jamie: Who's sad enough to remember that?
Scar: Jamie you're just jealous because I have a memory, you don't.
Jamie: …
Jamie: I saved your butts ten thousand years ago.
Scar: What was that?
Matt: Now these sunglasses, only £4.99, are quite good.
Pedro: Very comfortable, too.
Matt: Uhuh. So I might get them. Or that red pair.
[Matt points behind Pedro]
Pedro: Ahh, yes, this pair is very nice.
Jamie: Hey guys, we could really use your help.
Scott: If you haven't notices we've been fighting the Old Ones for about 46 minutes now…
Scar: Yeah guys! Don't leave us all the hard –OOOHH! Gucci sunglasses on sale!
Jamie: …
Scott: …
Scott: Guess it's just you and me then…
[Matt dying]
Jamie: Look on the bright side; you managed to defeat the Old Ones before you died.
Matt: Ahh, right. I defeat the Old Ones when I'm sixteen only to be killed by crossing the road before I'm eighteen. The one time Pedro is not here.
Jamie: Yeah, that wasn't what I meant… That didn't cheer you up at all.
Matt: I'm dying. How can you make me happy?
Scar: You don't want to know.
Matt: …
Jamie: …
Scott: …
Matt: Yeah, thanks for that, Scarl.
Scar: No problem.
Matt: …
Scott: Why did you have to say that? I'm getting horrible, wrong images.
[All look at Jamie.]
Jamie: What? It's not like I'm sending them or anything.
Scar: Oh yeah… Sure, Jamie.
Jamie: …
Jamie [to Scott]: Why aren't you backing me up?
Scott: Trying to abolish the images.
Matt: Can we get back to my deathbed?
Jamie: Jeez Matt… A simple crash and suddenly it's all about you.
Matt: Fine. Go. All of you go. I don't want you here if you don't want to be here.
[All save Matt exit.]
Matt: I didn't mean it… Why must you leave me all alone?
[Alex on the phone]:
Alex: Hi, I'd like to make an appointment with my doctor, please.
Secretary: OK, now what is exactly wrong with you?
Alex: …
Alex: Some would argue a lot…
Secretary: …
Secretary: What is your condition?
Alex: How should I know? Isn't that the doctors job?
Secretary: Well then, I'm very sorry but unless it's urgent, we can't see you until Friday. I can make an appointment at 10 o' clock, is that ok?
Alex: How the fuck should I know if it's urgent? What if I'm dead by 9:30?
Secretary: Um.. Well… Are you dying?
Alex: As far as I can tell no…
Secretary: Are you dangerously ill?
Alex: I DON'T BLOODY KNOW!
Secretary: Is it an infection?
[Alex slams phone down]
Alex: Bloody NHS.
Scar: Just shut up and admit that I'm right!
Hermione: But you aren't!
Scar: Yes I am!
Hermione: Shove it! I'm right and you aren't!
Scar: Bite me.
Hermione: No I won't!
Scar: I can prove I'm right.
Hermione: Oh yeah?
Scar: Ask the twins.
Hermione: Give me a mirror! Much better way!
Scar: SCOTT! JAMIE! Get you're arses over here!
Jamie: Charming way to put it.
Hermione: I need you.
Jamie: That's what she said.
Scar: …
Hermione: …
Scott: …
Hermione: Anyway…
Scott: Yes?
Scar: We need you to-
Hermione: -Get a mirror.
Scott: …
Jamie: …
Scott: Let's go…
Scar: What? We don't need a mirror! Scott, Jamie, one of us is lying and you guys gotta work out who.
Scott: …
Jamie: …
Hermione: This top makes me look fat.
Scar: It doesn't.
Scott: …
Jamie: …
Do review. I don't bite.
Until the next,
Cait
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