The Sereni-Tree and the return of ThatWeirdGirl
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Wednesday, January 4, 2006 14:50
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“Hey, YOU!”
TheRealMe spins around, to find Trey behind her bar, carefully cleaning one of her mugs.
“It’s ALREADY after Thanksgiving. Don’t you think we should make the place a little more festive?”
TheRealMe nods in response. “Quite right, Bride3! I shall attend to this matter immediately! Sparky! Ebo Golem!”
TheRealMe wanders off to the cargo levels of the Sereni-Tree, followed by his two animated servants. He wanders about there until he finds the right spot, then he keys open some vaults.
“Here, you two take these decorations up to the Common Room and start setting them up. Uh, Sparky, you need to supervise, as the Ebo Golem is not that creative. I have something else to attend to.”
TheRealMe leaves the pair behind and goes to the secret hidden lab of the Insidious Doctor Rat. He breaks the seal on one of the cryo-chambers there, and gets a pair of tongs. Carefully, he pulls out a beaker containing some frozen green item.
“Boy, I am sure glad I saved this from last year! Where else would I find some mistletoe this deep in space?”
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*loves a good party*
Still a bit confused here *hands TRM a glass of eggnog and gives a quick 
* where are Mistress and Captain?
*puts Ertha Kitt on the ship's speakers and begins to dance around the aluminium pole in the center of the room*
Uh Mai, is this a beach Yule or a snow Yule vacation?
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*balances the Cheerwine and ice-cream and ice-cream-and-cake as best he can*
I don't get a whole lot of news in Engineering.
*wanders to a table, muttering something about blasphemy, Christmas, and beaches.*
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Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
*loves a good party*
Still a bit confused here *hands TRM a glass of eggnog and gives a quick
TheRealMe downs the eggnog in one gulp, tosses the glass over one shoulder, grabs ThatWeirdGirl, drags her to a spot underneath the mistletoe, and receives her generous
!! Then he releases her.“I’m sorry, TipPy, what was that? Oh, where are Mal-licious the Mistress Supreme and Captain Ebonezer?
“Well, Ebo doesn’t hang around with us much, anymore. I suspect that high school activites and various shenanigans with Ice Cream Guy are taking up her free time. However, she did give us a phone call during the NCBDMPP and ordered us to ‘laugh appropriately’ or somesuch. I actually talked to her myself. Other than that she drops by infrequently, mostly to announce to us that she has just dropped in.
“Mal-licious? Hmmm… Let me see… Well, she was quite happy to recover the original clubhouse when we returned to Earth-That-Still-Is – we have it stored inside one of our cargo bays, by the way – and then I built her a deluxe super-vibrating massage chair: The World’s Most Comfortable Chair! Say, I’m really not sure we’ve seen her since I put her in that. Oh, she DID return briefly to admonish Cozen for creating Cozen-spiders. But even that has been a while. That was around the time of our pifflepony race.
“Right! There are probably plenty of new crew that you haven’t even met yet! Like Piffle101, Bluefishie, Safeat2nd, CastIronJack, Needy the Boy Whore, Noskillz (if he’s still here)… Say, do you even remember Ath and Serenity? What is the last thing you DO clearly remember?
“Oh, and the BDH clones are gone! They just dissolved into dust! But your Brides stayed. Look, here comes Bride3 now! She’s become our bartender!”
Trey sternly walks up and smacks TheRealMe. She displays a glass containing a thin film of eggnog. “That’s for tossing a glass onto the floor!”
Gingerly, TheRealMe rubs his jaw. “See! She’s real enough!”
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*Ath enters the common room and immediately heads for the food. While scarfing down a big piece of cake, he finally notices TWG dancing on an aluminum pole. Watches...*
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TheRealMe surveys the decorations around the Common Room of the Sereni-Tree. “Hmmm… Not a bad job, Sparky. Not bad at all!”
Trey walks up to TheRealMe. “So, did you save last year’s Christmas Tree along with that sprig of mistletoe?”
TheRealMe thinks. “Well, as I recall, we didn’t have a proper tree back then. We just tied PsychicRiver to a stake, showered him with tinsel, and super-glued a star to the top of his head. But for THIS year, I have another idea!”
TheRealMe grabs a handy aluminum baseball bat and starts looking around the Sereni-Tree for a particular person.
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TheRealMe enters the Sereni-Tree’s waterpark. He ducks in time to avoid a slice of Deuce’s left-handed sword that would have taken his head off.
“Hello, Jazaf! Bride2!”
The athletic pair stop their sparring. They stand apart, breathing heavily. Neither turns their gaze away from the other. “What do you want?” Jazaf asks.
TheRealMe seems a little confused. “Ummm, well, first, we DO have a gym, up on the third level of the West Wing if you’d like to use that. But also…” TheRealMe whips out the aluminum baseball bat and displays it before him.
Faster than the eye can follow, Jazaf springs forward and with a flick of his wrist sends the bat spinning out of TheRealMe’s grasp. Somehow, Deuce leaps a considerable distance and manages to get her blade at TheRealMe’s throat. TheRealMe gulps, and remains carefully still. The spinning bat hits the deck and bounces around a bit.
“Actually,” TheRealMe whispers, “I was wondering if Jazaf could use his metal-shaping powers to turn that bat into an aluminum Christmas Tree for us…”
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TWG! *hugs* Sorry I didn't get the chance before to welcome you back properly. And you have good timing too, what with the partying and other drunken chaos...
I don't have much info on the climate of New Kal., but I'm thinking there must beaches somewhere if theres jungles and such. Of course, if I recall Ruckus had both beaches and snowy mountains. My advice, wear your swim gear under your snow suit and you'll be all set.
Nice moves, by the way.
*joins in the dancing all by her sad lonesome ... *
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Well, it looks like most of the decorating is under way, but something is missing.
Oh of course!
*Runs to a nearby supply closet and pulls out a large metal cylindrical machine and flips the switch*
Now that's better.
*Snow falls gently all around the room*
*goes back to dancing*
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Above the common room, on the second level walkway, The Gunslinger watches the festivities. He smiles very slightly as he watches her dance, once again the center of attention.
From his back pocket he removes a small silver flask and takes a healthy pull from it, the smooth Irish whiskey sliding down his throat.
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