Take Turns Writing: "Ebo and the Mountain"
POSTED BY: Succatash
UPDATED: Thursday, May 27, 2004 03:06
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"At you service," Teela said, "if I had legs I would be bowing now."
The Big Guy tilted his head, "Why?"
"I dunno. Just a little phyisical addition i thought I should tell you about."
"Oh right."
"Hey look!" Ebo shouted, "This laptop has internet access!"
The super jar hovered over to look over Ebo's shoulder. "Shinny!" Teela said, "Have you ever tried Googling yourself? Thats always fun."
Ebo went to google and typed 'Ebonezer' in the little box.
A second later a whole list of stuff poped up. One link was to Fireflyfans.net. "Hey this one has your guys names on it too."
"Really? Click it."
Ebo clicked and a websie poped up. Obviously. Because that's what happens when you click links. "Firefly? What the rutten hell is that?"
"Dunno. Where does it talk about us?"
"Ummmm, here we go, 'Ebo and the Mountain.' That looks promising."
The leaned forward and read the story, their jaws slowly dropping.
They got to the end:
Quote:
"How rockin'! They have Myst on here! Oh! Lode Runner too!"
"My, Teela, you are the ruler of anti-climaxes, aren't you?" The Hippie asked.
Teela gasped, "I just said that!"
Ebo looked around, "Someones watching us!"
"Who?" Tash asked.
"I dunno! Should we hide?"
"Where?"
"I dunno!"
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"Hey, come hide with me! Behind this rock!" cried a shrill voice. It was the Bigger Guy, hiding behind a rock not far from the group.
"Hey, you must have followed us this whole time," said Ebo.
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They went behind a rock.
"Um, not to scare anyone, but we're still being watched." Ebo said.
"Well, then one of us is a spy!" Teela said.
"Hey, look, a webcam!" The Hippie said.
"Well, Teela my dear, you tried to be climatic. Doesn't work out does it?" T.J. said.
"How do we disable it?" The Bigger Guy asked.
"Force Technology." replied The Big Guy.
"What?" chroused everyone.
The Big Guy hit it, and it turned into sparks. "See, problem solved."
"We're still being watched." Tash observed.
"A spy!" Teela shouted.
"Things do work out. But not how we'd prefer it." T.J. remarked.
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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2 plus 2 make 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard
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"Him!" Ebo shouted, pointing at TJ, "He must be the spy!"
TJ shook his head, or himself, or just shook actually. Or something. Anyway, he said, "Can't be me. I haven't been hanging out with you people the whole time. Besides, I can't type fast enough to keep up with what you people are doing. You try typing with you're nose."
"I don't think its a spy," Teela said slowly, "or maybe it is, just not a spy thats one of us."
"Huh?"
"Its a spy thats watching us, not hanging out with us."
"Ohh."
"So it must be those guys then," Tash said, nodding towards a film crew. There were four little midget people from the mountain. On was holding a camera, the other a mic, one was flipping furioiusly through a script, and one was running around getting coffee and doghnuts. "They've been following us for a while now," Tash contintued.
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"Aren't they paying us?" Teela asked.
"Nope." Ebo replied.
"Really. GET THE SPIES!!!"
The group started runnig towards the crew...
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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2 plus 2 make 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard
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Our (mostly) fearless heros carged at the film crew. They smashed one of the midges with the camera, shoved the mic down anothers throat, and were had beaten the third to death with the scrip.
They cornerd the midget with the dougnuts and began advancing on him when he held up a small white flag and began waiving it around, "I give up," he squeeked, "I never wanted to be a doughnut getter for a low rent film crew. I always wanted to be a," music began playing in the background, "a lumberjack!" he said, standing tall and poufing out his chest. The wind blew his hair back as he began to sing, "Oh, I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK. I-"
The hippie pistol whipped the midget with the shot gun, saying, "Oh shut up. You got that from a Monty Python flim you stupid tart."
With his dying breath the midget said weakly, "No...they stole it from us..."
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The Bigger Guy rushed towards the dying midget and knocked the Hippie aside. He knelt clumsily and began peforming CPR on the little lumberjack.
"Come on Little Guy!" cried the Bigger Guy.
Everyone looked curiously at the Bigger Guy. The Bigger Guy gulped with anxiety.
"That's my father! Don't you understand!" The Bigger Guy cried.
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Ebo shook her head, "No. No I don't understand at all."
"Me neither," Teela chimed in.
"Not a clue," added Tash.
"Nope," said TJ.
"No way," mumbled the Big Guy.
Everybody looked at the hippie. He noticed everyone stairing, "What? You expect me to say something? I think it's pretty much established that nobody knows whats going on."
He got blank stairs.
This Hippie sighed, "I don't get it either."
The Bigger Guy gave the group a wierd look, "He's my father. Doesn't that explain everything?"
"Well then why did you say, 'Don't you understand'?" Teela asked, "That kind of gave us the impression that there was something we were missing."
"Oh," the Bigger Guy said, "No. He's my father, thats pretty much it."
The group watched the Bigger Guy give CPR for a few more minutes.
The Bigger Guy looked up at them, "None of you have a Defrubulator handy, do you?"
There was a mutual shaking of heads.
"How do you know he's your father?" Ebo asked, "He looks just like those guys," she gestured at the pile of dead midgets.
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Suddenly, the little Lumberjack groaned. His head twitched, and his little lumberjack eyes opened wide and stared intently at Ebo.
"E-E-E-E-E-E-Ebo." The old man stuttered weakly.
"Hurry up, Pop," muttered the Bigger Guy.
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Ebo nudged the super jar, "Teela, that thing is creepifing. You can be me."
"What?" Teela asked.
"Be me. You deal with the little midget."
"What? No! Why would I want to do that?"
"I'll buy you ice cream."
Teela looked suspicous, "Ben and Jerry's. None of that safeway crap."
"Of course."
Teela thought a moment, "Deal."
"Ebo..." the little midget said weekly.
Nobody said anything for a long time.
"Ebo..." he wimpered again. Ebo nudged the Jar again, "Thats your cue."
"Oh right!" Teela said quicky, "I, um, I'm Ebo. What do you want?"
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