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Fellowship of Detector Part II

posted 21 years ago by Bregalad_the_giver
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(Being the second part of the epic story Fellowship of Detector)

Sean:
OK, let's gooooo!......Are we going by plane? (Holds up Mr. Rodriguez) I don't know if we can take this little fellow on the plane. Not to talk about HIM! (Points at Bob, now coming in the door.)
Hmmm....Oh! I know!!! We'll dress Bob up, so that he looks like a person. My aunt's go some large dresses and stuff. I suppose they would fit him..... (Bob, looking extremely displeased with the suggestion, walks behind Lacey for protection, and whimpers.) But Mr. Rodriguez..... That one's gonna be tough.... (Scratches his head.) Any bright ideas?

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

(pushes Bob forward) Don't be such a whimp Bob! About Mr. Rodrigues I'm not sure what we can do. Maybe we can disguise him as a toy. (looks at Mr.Rodrigues) Can you pretend to be a stuffed animal? (Mr.Rodrigues stares back and then starts to munch on some cheese) I don't think this is gonna work.

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

Well, we can't leave him here either. Mr. Johnson left him, remember? I don't know if he can take it if he's left behind again. (Talks to Mr. Rodriguez) No you can't can you? Can you? (To Lacey again) See? He's a nerve wreck! (Mr. Rodriguez looks up at Lacey, and then munches some cheese.)
We'll probably think of something later. Let's get going now. I'll find a nice dress for Bob. (Runs to find a dress.... Comes back with a pink, flowery dress and a lime-green hat. Bob starts whimpering again and puts his tail between his legs, but it's no use. Ten minutes later, they have a particularily unhappy dog in a dress and hat, looking like an extremely hairy aunt.) OK, we're ready! If you're packed, that is...? (Looks at Lacey.)

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

yes, I'm ready to go. (they leave the house and go to the airport) Ok, let's go buy the tickets. I can do it. (he starts to go to the place where you buy tickets(what is that called?) but turns around) where were we going again?

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

ALASKA! And besides, I have all the money. Here you go. (Gives some money to Lacey) Don't forget: We want three tickets. (It looks like Lacey is trying really hard to remember all this inforation.)
Oh, I'll help you. (They stand in line. Bob starts scratching himself, but Sean stops him as a few of the other people are beginning to look at them. Finally, it's their turn.)
Woman behind counter: OK, what can I do for you?
Sean: We want three tickets for Alaska.
Woman Behind counter: (Typing really fast on a keyboard) OK... We've got a flight later today. At 4pm. For Anchorage. Will that be OK?
Sean: Sure!
Woman behind counter: OK, I better get your names, then.
Sean: Yeah... uh... my name is Sean with E-A and this is Lacey spelled L-A-C-E-Y. And this is our aunt... Bob.
Woman behind counter: Bob?
Sean: Uh... Yeah... It's short for... uh... Steve.
Woman behind counter: Steve?
Sean: (Gets a push from Lacey) Uh... yeah, she's... Canadian... (Lacey gives him another push)
Woman behind counter: Hmm... OK. (Looking like she doesn't believe a word of it, she types really, really fast.) And your last names?

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

(whispering to Sean): Steve? You couldn't come up with something better?
(the woman behind the counter stares at them) (to the woman): Pearson. The name is Pearson. (the woman types a little more and then gives them their tickets)

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

I'm sorry. I couldn't think of anything else. It's not like you were helping at all either! (Looking around) So...We've got gate 45. That would be over there (points) somewhere. But the plane's not leaving until 4 pm. I'm going to buy something to read. You want anything?

(Suddenly, a big bulldog comes up behind them, snatches the Bob's purse, and runs towards the exit.)

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

(thinking fast for once, Lacey starts running after the bulldog, screaming:) HELP, POLICE! STOP THE THIEF! (no one reacts so Lacey grabs a chair from a cafe and starts to run really fast to catch up with the bulldog. He starts beating the dog with the chair, after about five minutes the bulldog lets go of the purse. Then the policemen react, they come running towards them with donuts in their hands)

Policeman: What just happended here?
Bulldog: He tried to steal my purse. (points at Lacey)
Lacey: That is not true! You stole the purse from my aunt!
Bulldog: Did not!
Lacey: Did too!
Bulldog: Did not!
Lacey: You SO did!
Bulldog: Nuh uh!
Lacey: Yes!
Bulldog: No way!
Lacey: Yes way!
Policeman: OK, stop. Where is your aunt? She can clear this up for us.
Lacey: Er... uh... she's... eh...
Policeman: Well, where is she?
Lacey: Er, I don't know where she went.
Policeman: Alright then. Did anyone else see what happened? (looks at the people around. No one answers) Since nobody else saw it, and you don't sound very believeable, I'll have to arrest you. (to some other policemen) Guys, arrest him. (points at Lacey. Two of the others put handcuffs on Lacey and start dragging him away) You are under arrest for stealing and fysical assault.
Lacey: WAIT, STOP! Maybe my friend saw it!
Policeman: And where is this friend of yours?
Lacey: He went to buy something to read, he'll be back soon.
Policeman: Yeah, right. Take him away. (they drag Lacey away and put him in a jailcell)

Policeman #2: You can stay here for a while until you've calmed down.(leaves the room)

(Lacey sits down on the bed) I just hope Sean comes back soon and gets me out of here.

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

(After having bought gum, magazines, snacks and a bag of dog food, Sean comes back to where he left Lacey. He looks around.) Lacey? Lacey? Now where's he gone to? So typical of him.

(To old lady sitting on bench:)
Sean: Excuse me, but did you see a guy with a big hairy aunt here before?
Bench Lady: Oh, hello there. Yes, I saw them, I think. A boy with a blue sweater and an aunt with a pink dress?
Sean: That's right!!
Bench Lady: I think the security guards came and took the boy away.
Sean: Whaaaat? How could that be?
Bench Lady: I'm sorry. I'm not sure.
Sean: (To himself) Crap. (To Lady:) Did you see where the dog...uh aunt went?
Bench Lady: Yes, of course. She is sitting there in the cafeteria. (Sean looks in the direction she's pointing, and sees a big St. Bernhard sitting in the cafeteria, eating cake.)
Sean: Thanks for your help!
Bench Lady: No problem!

(Sean goes to the cafeteria, and after some persuation, he gets Bob out.)
Sean: Come on then, Bob! Find Lacey's track!
(Bob starts smelling the floor, and starts running in direction of the hot dog stand.)
Sean: Useless idiot. Now what do I do?
(Just then, Mr. Rodriguez jumps out of his pocket, and starts smelling the floor. But unlike Bob, he starts running in the direction of the security guard/police lookout point.) Sean whistles: Aunt Bob! Come on! (Bob comes running after them, and they sneak past the sleeping policemen/Security guards, and find Lacey locked up in a jail cell)

Sean: What the...! (Whispers) How did you end up in here?

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

(whispers back)A stupid bulldog stole Bob's purse and I tried to get it back, but when I finally caught him the police came. The bulldog said I stole his purse. I said he stole it from my aunt, but the policeman didn't believe me so he put me in jail. Now PLEASE get me out of here!

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

Wow, wow, slow down! (Lacey repeats - slower.)
OK, so now where's that Bulldog? Is he here? (Looks around) If he's here, then there should be no problem. We left the tickets in Bob's purse, right? So all we have to do is get the purse and show them some ID!
(A policeman comes into the room to check up on Lacey. Sean looks around for a place to hide. He sees a big standing lamp, takes the top thing off and sets it on his head. The policeman stops and looks at the strange lamp for a second, and then leaves the room again.)
Pheew! (Wipes sweat off his forehead.) Now, do you know where that Bulldog is?

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

Er... no. They dragged me away before I could see where he went. But you can go look for him, he couldn't have gotten very far. He was wearing a green track suit and had a sort of Sherlock Holmes hat on. He was near the donut stand when I saw him the last time.

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

(Taking notes) Green tracksuit... average height... Sherlock Holmes... That's it? You didn't see anything more specific? (Lacey shakes his head) OK, I'll try, but there must be about a thousand bulldogs fitting that description. Come on Bob!
(Sean and Bob run back past the sleeping guard and out of the police station thing. Sean to himself:) Let's see... Donut stand... (He looks around.) Bob, can you see the donut stand? (Bob jumps up and starts licking Sean's face.) No...(Splash)...Bob...(Drool) Down, Bob! (Slimy) Come ooooon! (He finally pushes Bob down and wipes the drool off his face.) I didn't say I wanted a kiss, Bob, I said find the donut stand!!! (Bob sits down and begins to scratch.) All right! I'll find it myself.
(He goes around a corner, and there it is. A big bulldog with a green tracksuit, a large gold chain around his neck and sunglasses, is sitting there drinking a milkshake.)
Sean: Hey you! (The bulldog turns around)
Bulldog: Yeah?
Sean: Give me my purse back! (Some people turn around and look at Sean.) Come on! Are you scared? (Sean's getting nervous)
Bulldog: I haven't taken your purse.
Sean: What's that then? (Points at purse) Huh, huh?
Bulldog: This is mine. I bought it in China.
Sean: Oh yeah?
Bulldog: Yeah!
Sean: I'll fight you for it!
Bulldog: Yeah?
Sean: Yeah! (Pulls up his sleeves) Come on!
Bulldog: What makes you think you can beat me?
Sean: Er... I... (Trying to come up with a good story) Er... I know kung fu!
Bulldog: Yeah?
Sean: Yeah!!
Bulldog: Show me!
Sean: OK. (He kicks and hits the air, trying to make it look like he knows what he's doing. To his surprise, the bulldog backs off.)
Bulldog: All right, all right, I give up. Here's your purse back.
Sean: Wohoo! (He runs off to the police station, and shows the purse to them. They let Lacey go.)

(Sean to Lacey:) (Proud) What do you think now, eh, Lacey?

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

Amazing! What did you do? (Sean tells the whole story to him) Wow! That was cool. You're so brave!
(looks at watch) When did the plane leave again?

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

(Looks at watch) Oh no! It's already 3.45! Just 15 minutes to go! (Looks at bags) We can carry these on, right? ... Right?
(They start running towards the gate. Bob comes after. When they get to the metal detector thing you have to go through, they're stopped, because Sean's got something beepable on him.)

Guard Guy: Please remove all metallic items, sir.
Sean: I don't really have time for this, my plane is...
Guard Guy: (In a stricter tone) Please remove all metallic items, sir.
Sean: (Grumbles, but understands he needs to do it) Ok, OK (Removes one paper clip from his pocket, then goes through again)
Metal detector thing: BEEEEEEEP!!!
Sean: (to himself) aaaaaaaw!!
Guard Guy: Take off your jacket, sir.
(Sean takes off his jacket and lays it on the x-ray thing, then he goes through again)
Metal Detector thing: BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!
Sean: #&("(/#%¤#¤#%!!!!!!!!
Guard Guy: Sir, can you step out of the line, please?
(Sean, not extremely pleased about being confronted with a body search, signalizes to Lacey.)
Sean: (to Lacey) (Whispering though Lacey is standing far away) Start...a conga line...to distract...attention! (Lacey looks confused) CONGA LINE! (He points and waves) CON-GA-LINE!! (Lacey finally seems to have understood. Sean to himself:) Conga line, don't fail me now!

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

(Lacey starts to sing:)

Come on, shake your body baby,
do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer
Come on, shake your body baby,
do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer.

Come on, shake your body baby,
do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don't you fight it till you've tried it
Do the conga beat

Come on help me out Bob! (Bob starts to use some litter boxes as drums)

Everybody gather 'round now
let your body feel the heat.
Don't you worry if you can't dance
let the music move your feet.
It's the rhythm of the island
and like sugarcane, so sweet.
If you want to do the conga
you've got to listen to the beat.

(all the people around starts to dance conga)

Come on, shake your body baby,
do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don't you fight it till you've tried it
Do the conga beat

Feel the fire of desire
as you dance the night away.
'Cos tonight we're gonna party
till we see the break of day.
Better get yourself together
and hold on to what you got.
Once the music hit your system
there's no way you're gonna stop.

Come on, shake your body baby,
do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don't you fight it till you've tried it
Do the conga beat

Come on, shake your body baby,
do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don't you fight it till you've tried it,
do the conga
Come on, shake your body baby,
do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don't you fight it till you've tried it
Do the conga beat
Come on, shake your body baby,
do the conga

(Lacey leads the conga line in the oposite way of the plane exit but goes out of it. The people continue their dance until Lacey can't see them anymore.)

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

(As the guard guy is gone with the conga line, Sean just walks through the metal detector thing)

Metal detector thing: BEEEE-EE-EEEEP!!! EEEP!! BEEPETY!!! BEEP-BEEP!! EEP-EEP!! (But it's no use. There's no one around.)
Sean (to Lacey): Good job, Lace!! (Bob looks at him) Yeah, you too, Bob!
Now, we've got to hurry! The plane leaves in 5 minutes! RUN!
(They run down to the gate, and arrive there just in time.)
Woman behind counter II (=WBCII): Oh, there you are! We were waiting for you! Hurry now!
(Sean and Lacey give their tickets to the woman.)
WBCII: And you, er... madame... (Looks at Bob)
(Sean rips the drooly ticket out of Bob's mouth and gives it to the woman. She looks at it, disgusted, but pretends that she doesn't care.)
WBCII: Have a nice flight!
(Sean, Lacey and Bob start walking through the gate, but suddenly they are stopped...again)
WBCII: What's.....that???? (She points at Mr. Rodriguez, looking out of the pocket.) Is that....a mouse?
Sean: Er...... hmmm...
WBCII: You can't take mice on the plane!
Sean: Yes, but...
WBCII: Well?
Sean: Er... what about hamsters?
WBCII: Hmm... I don't know, actually. I have to check the manual. (She picks up a large book, and starts reading at the beginning.)
WBCII: Bombs, Dogs, Emergencies, Fire.... H, H, Ha, Hab, Hacking, Haffiffels, Hal, Ham, Oh, here we are... Hamsters! (Reading:) Hamsters: Because of the pressing deadline, we have not been able to pass a law concerning hamsters and flights. Thus, there is no law forbidding hamsters to be taken on the planes, or any law stating that hamsters can not be charged for an extra seat.
(She looks up at them.) I suppose you can take him on, then. Do you wish to buy an extra seat or to keep him on your lap?
Sean: Think we ought to have an extra seat, Lacey?

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

I don't think so. Can't you just keep him in your pocket?
(they go on board the plane. before takeoff the stewardess tells them that the cushion they sit on could be used as a flotation device in case of an emergency)
Lacey (whispers): One of those would be useful. After takeoff you keep the stewardess busy while I steal the one from the seat where noone is sitting, OK?

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

What? Steal?? Are you serious?? No way! Me steal? Nuh-uh! (looks at Lacey for a long time.)
Ok. I'll do it.

(The stewardess does her thing with the emergency exits and the breathing devices in case of fire or whatever, and the plane takes off. Soon, they're high up in the air, and the seatbelt sign is turned off.)

(Whispers) Ok, Lacey. I'll go flood the bathroom or something, and you steal a... a... one of those things. (Points at thing. Then leaves his seat and starts walking towards the toilet. Sadly, the toilet has a line of twenty people in front of it, and Sean has to think of something else. He looks around.)
Hmmm....
(He grabs a glass of lemonade and pretends to accidentally spill it on a woman sitting near him.)

Woman: Aaaah!
Sean: Oh, I'm so sorry! Sorry!
Woman: Oh no!
Sean: I'm soo sorry! I've ruined your dress!
Woman: (drying herself with a napkin.) Oh no, it's lemonade! What have you done!?
Sean: Maybe you better call the stewardess?
Woman: I don't know. I don't think they can help.
Sean: Oh, I'm sure they can, eh, eh? (nudging the woman with his elbow)
Woman: I...(draws herself away from Sean.) ...think I'm all right. It's just a bit of lemonade!
Sean: Oh no, you need to soak that dress right away or you'll never get it out!
Woman: I can't take it off! These are the only clothes I've carried on the plane. And besides, I'm fine! The dress is gonna be fine! See? It's almost gone already!
Sean: So, you're sure you don't need a stewardess? It couldn't hurt you know!
Woman: Why do you want me to call a stewardess so bad? Can't you do it yourself if you need help?
Sean: (sad) I suppose. Sorry anyway.

(He walks back to his own seat)
(To Lacey:) Now what? I've run out of ideas.

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

(Lacey is trying very hard to come up with an idea)
We could... no, that won't work. Hmmmmm... I've got it!... No I don't... Yes! Now I know what to do! You go take it and I'll distact the stewardess. (He opens his pack of food, puts some fake insects on it and calls the stewardess.)

Stewardess: May I help you?
Lacey: There seems to be a small problem with the food. (he shows the food to her)
Stewardess: Eeew, how did that get there? We've never had any problems with the food before.
Lacey: I would like some new food, please.
Stewardess: I'm sorry. Only one to each passenger. We don't have any left.
Lacey: But I'm really hungry.
Stewardess: Sorry, company rules. I can't do anything about it.
Lacey: Could you please go and see if you find anything I can eat?
Stewardess: Ok, but I doubt that I will find anything.

(the stewardess goes to the front of the plane, to the cockpit. Lacey turns to Sean.)
Ok, now's your chance to take it. If she comes back before you've got it, I will stop her.

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

Oh... right.
(He stretches to get the floating device, but it's fastened really tight.
Lacey! It's stuck! (He pulls it really hard.) Nnnnnnggggggg!!!!! Puh!
There's no way I'll get this thing out!
(He tries again) Oh..... my....... [PJONG!] (The thing flies out from the seat and hits a guy two rows forward in the back of his head.)

Guy: OUCH!
Sean: Oh... Oops...

(Suddenly, there's a whole crowd of people standing around the guy. However, nobody seems to have seen who it was that threw the thing.)

Sean: Right there! That's the distraction we needed! Now for it! Grab the thing under YOUR seat!

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

(Lacey bends over to grab the thing)
Nngh! I can't get it loose! It's stuck! Oh, I'm sitting on it.
(he stands up and tries to get it loose again, this time it works)
YAY! I got it! (he quickly hides it under his sweater)

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

Hurrah! Good work, team!
(They suddenly hear the stewardess shouting.)

Stewardess: Ok! who threw this thing?
(No one answers)
Stewardess: OK, then. I'll just check under all your seats.
(She starts looking beneath the seats on the front row.)

Sean: Uh-oh. Now what do we do?

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

Oops! We're in really deep trouble now! What to do? Oh I know. Sean help me pull out the thing underneath the seat in front of me.
(they struggle for a while but they get it out and put it underneath Lacey's seat. Then the stewardess comes to the seat in front of them. She sees that the seat is missing the thing.)

Stewardess (to the woman in the seat): So, you were the one who threw this?
Woman: No, I didn't.
Stewardess: Why is your seat missing this then? (holds up thing)
Woman: Is it? I didn't know.
Stewardess: Yeah, right.
(suddenly they hear the captain speaking over the radio)
Captain: We're landing in about ten minutes so will the crew please take their seats?
Stewardess (still to woman): We'll deal with you when we land so don't leave the plane without our permission. (she goes to the front of the plane.)

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

(Wipes his forehead.) Pheeeeew!!! That was a close one!

(The plane starts to go downwards, and after a while it touches the ground.)

Captain: This is your captain mmfrmmrfr... at Anchorage international airport. The crew Mrfrwwwrew... and emffewwmrffrrrew. Please stay out of the [various metallic noises] We would like to inform you that mrrmrfrreerwwxz and please note that [screeeech] mumbrrew. Thank you, and have a [SCREEEEEECH!]

(At the last screeching-noise, all the passengers cover their ears, and Bob starts to whimper. Finally, the plane stops at one of the gates. Sean, Lacey and Bob hurry off the plane, and go to the area where people get their baggage back.)

Sean: Let's see. This is it. Number nine, wasn't it?

(Soon, the thing starts moving. People collect bags, suitases and mysterious-looking objects wrapped in just as mysterious-looking wrappings. After about ten minutes, there seems to be no new bags, suitcases or mysterious objects arriving out of the hole in the wall. Sean scratches his head.)

Sean: Wonder what's happened to our luggage?

(After ten more minutes, they finally realize that they didn't actually check in anything.)

Sean: Oh...

(They try to look as casual as possible as they walk out of the hall, but succeed only so much, and a few people point at them and laugh.)

Sean: (Looking quite red, but trying to focus on something else.) Now what?

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

(Lacey looks at Bob and discovers that his hat has fallen off and he now looks like a dog wearing a dress.)

Lacey: Sean, it's Bob, his hat is gone. Let's get out of here so we can take off his dress.

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

(Sean pulls Lacey and Bob behind a corner into an empty corridor)

(Whispers:) We can't undress him yet! How the X are we going to get a dog through customs? (To himself:) Oh God, how I hate that stupid beepy thing! If it was up to me, I would... (As both Bob and Lacey (, except Bob, who is scratching himself,) are staring at him, he calms down.)

We need to dress him up again.

(Just then, Bob leaps forward. His dress, caught on a doorknob, is torn in half.)

(Sean looks at the torn dress) Oh, isn't that great. I guess there's only one option now. (He looks up at Lacey.) Take off your pants .... and jacket.

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

WHAT!?! NO (beep) WAY! There must be anouther way.
I have an idea! Wait here, I'll be right back.

(Lacey runs away, five minutes later he comes back with a baby carriage and some REALLY big baby clothes)

Please don't ask where I got it. Let's just get Bob in these clothes and leave, ok?

(They try to act normal when they go toward the exit. Some elderly women stop them)
Old Woman #1: Oh, a little baby (she bends over to take a closer look at Bob, but stops) What an ugly baby!
Old Woman #2: That's the biggest baby I've ever seen.
Old woman #1: No, the Browns' baby is bigger.
Old Woman #2: Really, is it? I don't remember who they are.
Old Woman #1: They are the ones that live across the street from the bakery.
Old Woman #2: I still don't remember who they are.
Old Woman #1: they moved there a couple of years ago, you remember the year that...
(Lacey and Sean sneak away while the two ladies are occupied with something else)

Come on, the exit is right over there.

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

(Lacey, Sean and Bob sneak on. For once, they're lucky, and don't encounter any problems. Finally, they're outside.)

Wow! (Smells the fresh Alaskan air) We're here at last, Lacey! (Looks around) But what are we going to do now? I mean, we have no idea where that camp is! Do you even remember the name? I know I don't! And how are we going to get there? Our money is beginning to... well... lack. (He sits down on a bench.) So... we're lost then...

(Suddenly, a black car stops in front of them. A big guy, wearing a stripy suit steps out.)

Big guy: (To Sean and Lacey) Hey, you two!
Sean: Uh...Us?
Big guy: Yeah, you! Need a ride?
Sean: Well... (Looking at Lacey, rather worried.) I don't know, really... Do we... uh ... need a ride, Lace... I mean... uh... Patrick... Swayz uh Jones?
Big guy: (To Lacey) Your name's Patrick Swayzajones? Jeez... I feel for you! (Looks at Sean) So... are you coming or not?

(By the way: maybe start a new thread?)

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Sauron_the_receiver 21 years ago

(whispers to Sean) This seems quite suspicious, I don't think we can trust this guy. What do you think?

Warning:
Dog in tracksuit extremely flammable.

[–] Bregalad_the_giver 21 years ago

(Looks at suspicious guy, then at Lacey) (Whispers:) Well... (Looks at guy again) He does look kind of suspicious, but on the other hand... (Looks at guy again) (Out loud) ...he looks like a man I can trust!
Big guy: Well then, comrades! Hop in!

(Sean, Lacey and Bob get in the back of the car. They see three more people dressed in black. The first big guy gets in the driver's seat. He turns around.)
Big guy #1: So... Patrick and......?
Sean: Uh...
Big guy #1: and.........?
Sean: Uh.... (Pretends to finally understand the question)....oh! My name!! Of course I can give you my name! Of course, of course, of course!
Big guy #1: Yeah? You gonna say it or not?
Sean: Oh, sorry! Here it comes! Are you ready? (Everyone just stares at him) ...Ok?....Ok... My name .... is .... uh .... Ed...gar... Yeah...
Big guy #1: (Pleased) Ok, Patrick and Edgar! Welcome aboard! I'll just introduce you to the fellas. (Points in turn at the three men) Here's Max, Rupert and Jelly. I'm Juba the Long, but you can call me Fred!
(Sean and Lacey shake hands with everyone. Fred starts the car, and begins to drive)
Sean: So, Max, Fred...everyone? Why'd you pick us up anyway?
Fred: Oh, I'm so sorry! I should have told you earlier! It has come to our attention that you three are hunt'n bulldogs? Right?
Sean: Hunt'n? I wouldn't say that! It's true we're headin' for the bulldog camp, but... HEY! How'd you know that?
Fred: Never you mind, lad! How we know is not important! You see! We're a part of the anti-bulldog-mafia squad.
Sean: The whatnow?
Fred: The bulldog mafia? Oh, it's a complex group! But we know that you are interested in the same thing we are: FIGHTING BULLDOG CRIME WORLDWIDE! That's why we're taking you to our head quarters. Maybe you can help us, and we can help you? How does that sound?
(Sean looks at Lacey)

- Five hundred dollars, you say?
- Dog food, you say?

[–] Edgar_the_Reinforced 19 years ago

(He moves his eyebrows quickly up and down in a cartoon-like kind of way, making him look rather stupid) (whispers) what do you say, Lacey? We can't do much better than that. Maybe they'll have some food as well. Mr.Rodriguez is out of corn flakes, he's nibbling my wrist watch now...
(Lacey glances at the big, suit-clad men, a thoughtful look in his eyes. Being suspicious by nature, he is debating furiously with himself whether or not to trust these strange people, turning up in a big black car just like that. Then he makes up his mind, and grins broadly.)
Lacey: You've got a deal! Now how 'bout some dinner? I'm starved.

I like elderberries. They're frrresh.
Mr Rodriguez for president!