Get your own Free Home Page Ashley sat in the slushi machine, wondering how long it would be until the aliens caught them, or the Ruddie Toodie ran out and she was forced to be starved and have to live out a miserable existence. Ashley thought too deeply into things. She sat, thought about Noah a little more, and finally decided that she should go to sleep. Yep, Ashley was cool under pressure. She slowly drifted off back to Noahland. She was startled when the aliens opened up and poured her out. Ashley was MAD! Not just mad, or Mad, or MAd, but MAD! They had interrupted her and Noah on the Noahride 2000, where she frequently got scared and had to hold onto Noah close, and tightly with all her might. JOY!!! But now she was MAD. She stood up and looked over at the face. It looked kind of like Uncle Ted when he gave her and Jenn E. two cases of beer last summer, she loved Uncle Ted! The aliens looked kind of like cute, in that weird, freaky, mutt-dog kind of way. They looked like purple Carson Daly's.
They looked at her and then garbled, "Where's Brrrrrrriyyyan?" Ashley looked them straight into their Carson-like eyes, "I dunno any Brrrrrrriyyyans. Maybe you've got the wrong person." The aliens were not amused. "We are not amused," one of them stated. "Yes, Kemosabee," Ashley chanted like the old cowboy-indian movies her grandfather had made her see. They pulled her up by her collar on her shirt, and it was Addidas too. Mark had given it to her, and he would get pissed if it had alien slime on it. Mark liked Nick Carter, but said he'd settle for Lance of 'Nsync. Oh well.
They say that great ideas come in time of need. She threw her arms out and started to sing "Suddenly Semore" and knocked several aliens out. Then she went and soft-shoed a little, maybe it was hard-shoed because more than half the aliens were kicked down onto the floor. Brian and Skye's hiding places had been knocked down during this, uh, entertainment. Skye looked over at Brian's bewildered face and said, "Went to the dinner theater once too many times." Brian nodded and continued to watch Ashley kick some alien behind. More than half the aliens had been knocked out, and most of the rest fled from Ashley's "inventive singing style and notes". All that were left standing were the other Backstreet Clones. Brian looked like he was going to be sick, and Ashley looked like she had just been to a heavy metal concert. Skye looked, well, he looked like Skye, totally high and drunk. Some one had to stop them. They started to advance on them and no one had the strength to fight back. Ashley knew that her advance knowledge of dinner theatre would not help them now, because the aliens actually sang worse than she did. They started coming closer and closer and closer. Our hero's were running out of time, and they had no one to help them.
Suddenly a Carson-alien macarenaed across the room with an "Honk if you want to impeach Clinton" sign. Strange honking came across from nowhere and the aliens looked very confused. Then the Carson-alien threw off a mask to reveal ....Noah Whyle wearing doctor scrubs, only with a "N" on the chest.. Ashley gave a gasp of joy, and her brain turned to "I'm gonna go with Noah, I'm gonna go with Noah, I'm gonna go with Noah," and so on. Noah turned out to be like Jackie Chan, doing high kicks, and left-jabs, and right-hooks and all that cool fighting junk. After he finished he walked over to Ashley and said, "Hey." Ashley was about to die of happiness.
They looked over and a dark shadow filled the doorway, since all our protagonists are in the room, it leads one thing to believe, it's a bad guy.
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