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Chapter 4
Defensive Strategy
Luke, K9, and Sanjay made it back to the dormitory in silence. Sanjay burst into Luke's room and collapsed on the bed. Luke sat at the foot of the bed, his mind racing with the events of the night... And what he knew was yet to come.
Luke shook Sanjay back awake. "Sorry, but there's no time to go to sleep now. We have to get ready to defend ourselves."
Sanjay stared at him in awe. "You don't think the Slitheen will come after us again, do you?"
"I know they will," Luke replied grimly.
Sanjay sat back up reluctancy. "What can we do to stop them?"
Luke already knew the answer to that question. "Sanjay, we need water pistols and vinegar."
Professor Marshall and her son entered the dimly lit and empty hallway of Max's dormitory, once more in their human disguises. Marshall glanced at her son. "Where are they, my sweet?"
Max responded with a loud and smelly fart. Both Slitheen giggled. Max barely managed to compose himself. "This way..."
"Hullo!"
The Marshalls whirled around. Luke Smith's friend was just standing there in the light of the moon beam coming from the window, completely defenseless.
Sanjay turned on his heel and fled down the stairs into the basement. "After him!" Professor Marshall cried, farting multiple times in her excitement. The Slitheen quickly discarded of their human disguises and chased Sanjay downstairs. Where he was, so certainly was Luke.
The basement was empty at this time of night. There wasn't much there: several washing machines for the students and a pool table off to the side. The Slitheen looked left and right but not seeing the boys anywhere.
"Professor?"
It was Luke. He stepped out from behind a washing machine and he was wielding a water pistol.
Marshall snickered at the sight. "And what do you suppose you're going to do with that?"
"I know you'll blow up if I spray you with the vinegar in this water pistol," Luke retorted. The Slitheen stopped laughing. "I don't want to do that, though. As horrible as you and your family have been, I don't want to kill you."
Professor Marshall glared suspiciously at him. "And what do you want?" She demanded.
"Leave Earth and don't come back," Luke told them.
"I have a better idea." Max said. With lightening speed, he took his electric gadget out from behind his back. He'd switched it to another setting, one that allowed him to attack from a greater distance. Before Luke could pull the trigger of his water pistol, the electric beam struck him in the stomach. The electric surge wasn't strong, but it was enough to cause him to spasm and fall to the floor, the water dropping and rolling away.
The Slitheen loomed over Luke like the giant green nightmares they were. "You know, Max," the fake professor said, "I'm beginning to think this boy isn't worth all the work to get to Sarah Jane. I think we should kill him instead."
Instead of looking fearful as the Slitheen expected, Luke smirked. "You've forgotten one thing," he said.
"What?" Max snapped.
"My boyfriend."
By the time the Slitheen turned around it was too late. Sanjay appeared, his water pistol at the ready. He pulled the trigger and sprayed vinegar all over the two aliens. They screamed and burst, green gloop turning the basement into a very disgusting mess.
"Gross," Sanjay muttered, wiping slime out of his hair.
Luke jumped up and hugged him, ecstatic. "You were brilliant!"
Sanjay looked bashfully away. "I suppose we'd better clean this stuff up before anyone wakes up..."
Fortunately, that didn't take long. K9 zoomed around the basement like the world's most powerful mop. By the time the boys had showered and changed clothes, the basement was cleaner than it had probably been in years.
"Thank for that, K9," Luke said.
Sanjay nodded in appreciation. "I think I could get used to this." He laughed along with Luke. Exhausted, they made their way back up to Luke's room and collapsed on his bed. Luke felt so warm and safe snuggled up next to Sanjay that he fell asleep right away.
The sun was high up in the sky when Luke woke up. He realized Sanjay was gone and looked around wildly.
The door opened and Sanjay appeared, carrying a plate with toast and jam stacked on it. "Breakfast?" He asked.
"Thanks." Luke took some of the toast gratefully. A night of battling aliens really worked up an appetite.
"Luke, can I ask you something?" Sanjay asked. Luke nodded. "Last night, you called me your boyfriend."
Luke blushed, suddenly feeling embarrassed. "Oh yeah... I don't know what I was thinking. Sorry."
"Don't be," Sanjay replied. "To be honest, I kind of like the sound of it." He leaned his head closer and kissed Luke on the lips.
It was the most incredible sensation. Sanjay's lips were soft against his. His breath smelled strongly of toast, but Luke didn't mind. It tasted almost sweet coming from him.
Luke didn't want the kiss to end, but it inevitably did. But looking into Sanjay's eyes, Luke knew it wouldn't be the last.
Luke's cell phone began ringing, breaking the boys out of their reverie. Luke grabbed the phone and checked out the caller ID. It read Clyde Langer.
Cringing at the thought of what Clyde would say if he knew what Luke had just been doing, he answered the phone.
"Hi Clyde. What's up?"
"What's up is there's trouble," Clyde said.
Luke sat up straighter. "What do you mean?"
"It's Sky! She's the Trickster."
"What?" Luke asked, aghast.
"We'll explain when you get here," Clyde said. "Hurry, Luke. There's a battle coming."
To Be Continued in the SJA sequel fic: The Battle of Bannerman Road