Return-Path: jqbackup-owner@stargame.org X-Authentication-Warning: vortex.nrgtech.net: bin set sender to owner-jqbackup@stargame.org using -f To: jqbackup@stargame.dyn.ml.org Date: Fri, 27 Feb 1998 03:21:05 -0500 Subject: fic: Dream Weaver 2: Pup Fiction (1/1) X-Juno-Line-Breaks: 0,2,4-6,8-17,19,21-22,24,26-27,29,31,33,35,37,39-40, 42,44,46-47,49,51-52,54,56-57,59,61-62,64,66-68,70-75,77,79-81, 83-86,88-100 From: spamelot@juno.com (Pamela Sawyer) Sender: owner-jqbackup@stargame.org Hi everybody! (Hi Dr. Nick!) This is your friendly Toon Encyclopedia In Training, Pam "Spam" Sawyer. I came up with this sequel to my original "Dream Weaver," and I just had to get it written and sent. Enjoy! Disclaimer: All characters from JQ belong to HB. I am making no money from this fic. The story line, however, belongs to me. Archivers: Go for it! Categories: H, V Dream Weaver 2: Pup Fiction By Pam "Spam" Sawyer A lone figure stood on the hill, smoke and gunfire lighting the air behind him. There was no mistaking this creature; the bandanna, the huge muscles, the sub-machine gun, the bulldog face; this... was BANDO! The bull terrier looked towards the house where his humans were. Terrorists had overrun the place while he was out for a *ahem* "walk." Now it was up to him to rescue them. Bando looked around. Just getting to the mansion was going to be difficult enough, and once he was in, who knew what could happen? He surveyed the land in front of him. The first line of defense was a huge field rigged the entire way with laser eye sensors that would set off a chain of AK-47s if broken. Next was a 15' tall electric fence pumped with 2000 volts of electricity. Beyond that lay a mine field 100 meters long. All throughout the entire stretch guards ranged about, ready and waiting to shoot down intruders. Bando leapt into fray with hardly a thought for his own safety. Running at full speed, he dodged the laser eyes and the guards' bullets. He made it to the fence, slung the gun over his shoulder, and, with all his doggy ability, dug a tunnel right under the mine field and into the basement. "Ahh, _woof_," he thought, looking around the deserted basement. "They're not here. Well, that leaves only once place these creeps could have taken them." The guards were sitting quietly, playing cards in the lighthouse. In the room behind them sat the entire Quest Team, bound and gagged. Hadji had been drugged to prevent him from using his Yogin abilities to wriggle out of his ropes. All of a sudden the door to the guard room burst open, and the entire area was strafed with bullets. The guards didn't even have a chance to move towards their guns before they were shot down. The door to the prison room was kicked in, and in walked Bando. The Quests looked up in joy and admiration at the figure who stood framed in the doorway. *** Jessie and Jonny looked down at the little dog asleep on the rug. "Well," Jessie said, "he certainly seems to be having a good dream. I wonder what it's about?" "Who knows, Jess," Jonny replied. "Who knows." END So, what did you all think? Questions, comments, rabid squirrels, bricks, flames, rabid squirrels with flaming bricks in their mouths? Send 'em all this way, I'm ready to take you all on! BWAHAHAHAHAH*klonk* Tayla with a frying pan in her hand: You'll have to excuse Pam. She's recovering from a Pez (tm) overdose. Tayla/Gwendolyn Quote: "All right, we'll just see abo...*poink*....... What was she just talking about?" ~~~ spamelot@juno.com ******************************************************************** * The Jonny Quest mailinglist jq@edc.ml.org * ******************************************************************** * To unsubscribe, send an e-mail to: majordomo@edc.ml.org * * with the message: unsubscribe jq subject is ignored * ******************************************************************** --------- End forwarded message ---------- _____________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com Or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866]
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