THE FELLIP NECTAR STAND Special Edition: Celebration Bash!
Author: LeatherGirl
Disclaimer: I do not own Farscape or anything associated with Farscape. I do own the Fellip Nectar Stand!
Yep, any excuse to party is a good one! Especially when it’s at the Fellip Nectar Stand!!!
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[KABLAMMM!! A large explosion rocks the Fellip Nectar Stand (no worries…the stand is built from stealth Rocknite). Lights begin to sparkle and dance from the ceiling, the taps begin to flow, and food is dispersed to all, though Rygel seems to be taking up the brunt of the rations! Continuous beats and instrumental wails play and a female’s voice begins to sing a melodious tune at the newly constructed stage near the back. Surprise, the female is Chiana and she’s rocking the stand! Aliens of several different species are dancing on the dance floor, screaming with joy and showing off their customary routines. John and his shipmates are gathered at their usual booth, observing the party in happy solitude. Moya and Talyn even showed up, by decreasing their mass and squeezing themselves in to fit into a particularly large booth situated by the storage facility. And yes, even the bad boys are here sitting at the bar.]
D’Argo: [Never taking his eyes off of Chiana as she performs on stage.] “I never thought Chiana could sing.”
Zhaan: “She is quite talented.”
Aeryn: “Don’t you think we should be doing something constructive instead of just sitting around and doing nothing?” [Takes a quick drink of some Raslac.]
John: “Gees, Aeryn. Can’t you just sit back and relax for one microt? Enjoy yourself. It’s not often we get to sit around and do nothing. I love it.” [John smiles to a frowning Aeryn. He spontaneously tickles her in the side, causing her to shriek and grin. She smiles at him with a look that the two share for a moment. Rygel clears his throat.]
Rygel: “Please! I don’t want to spoil my appetite now! There’s so much glorious food!” [His voice escalates with excitement as he holds his hands out at the piling trays of colorful UT foods.]
Pilot: [Looks back at Moya and Talyn who are playfully engaged in a game of UT 4D Twister that John prepared for the bash.] “Now what exactly is this bash all about, Commander Crichton?”
John: [He and Aeryn stop staring at each other long enough for him to answer.] “The Fellip Nectar Stand has a home on that web I told you about. You know, a website. Remember Karlsweb? Anyway, LeatherGirl finally decided to really let things fly and give the stand a proper welcoming into the Uncharted Territories.”
Pilot: “Scapers sure like to party, don’t they?”
D’Argo: “Anything to make life a little more fun. I’m, ah, going to go to the, well you know.” [D’Argo slides out of the booth and walks into the crowd of aliens dancing in the bar.]
John: “What do you call the bathrooms around here, anyway?”
Rygel: “Mmmfff.” [Grunts at John’s question in humor. Continues to disgustingly chow away at his pile of food.]
[Pilot excuses himself to go watch Moya and Talyn.]
Aeryn: “Is that? Frell….” [A high falsetto voice resonates from the stage. Then the voice turns to a low, soothing tone, in harmony with Chiana’s. The remaining crew in the booth turns to see D’Argo had joined Chiana on stage, singing his heart out. Aeryn rolls her eyes.]
Zhaan: “I must go. I see my acquaintance has arrived.” [Zhaan watches the entrance of the stand through an accumulating smoky haze and gets up suddenly, rushing towards the entrance. Stark appears and they embrace in a hug. The two walk off in the opposite direction and disappear into the crowd.]
John: “I see a few scapers in the crowd who look familiar too. Oh boy, I think that’s EowynAeryn giving me a wink!” [John blushes and looks down. Aeryn gives him a jealous glare.]
Aeryn: “Who’s EowynAeryn?”
[Zhaan and Stark reappear at the bar, ordering up the strongest alcohol they could get…Kylian Fectar. They were laughing uncontrollably.]
Rygel: “All this happiness, I don’t think I can stand it much longer!”
Aeryn: “Shut up Rygel.”
John: “Keep eating, Buckwheat.”
[Chiana and D’Argo finish their rocking song and start a sweet, gentle love song. The atmosphere changes, and aliens begin to wallow in their loved ones’ arms.]
John: “Hey Aeryn, wanna check out the storage facility?” [John gives Aeryn a flirtatious look, which she reflects. The two rush out of the booth, John jumping over Rygel, and Aeryn sliding across the top of the table. They disappear into the storage facility and shut the door tight behind them.]
Rygel: “I think I lost my appetite. Oooh.” [Rygel holds his torso sorely, as one of his stomachs grumbles loudly.]
[Crais and Scorpius are at the bar arguing, with the light love tune beginning to boil their anger further.]
Crais: “I found him first. I deserve to kill him, not you.”
Scorpius: “Must we still dwell on this issue? Why not share him? I get the knowledge in his brain, you get to kill him afterwards.”
Crais: “There’s no fun in that.”
Scorpius: [Hisses in anger.] “Nothing’s fun in the Uncharted Territories. I learned that one early in childhood!”
Crais: “I don’t feel like drinking with you today, Scorpius.” [Stands and picks up his flask. Looks to a puzzled Scorpius with a grin.] “I think I’m going to join Moya and Talyn now. When you’ve calmed down and decided to reason, we’ll discuss matters further.” [Turns and walks away. Scorpius is left with a sour frown and hunches over his drink.]
Zhaan: “Such a disappointed face, Scorpius. What is the matter? Can’t find Crichton?” [Zhaan smiles, taunting Scorpius. She and Stark stand before him, already beginning to get sloshed.]
Stark: “Why not join the party? Forget about everything else and just boogie!”
Zhaan: “BOOGIE!” [She nearly drops to the floor with laughter. Stark laughs as well and suddenly jumps onto the bar. He holds out a hand for Zhaan to follow. She does so. Scorpius quickly saves his drink from their sliding feet. He leans back and watches as Zhaan and Stark begin to dance, carelessly. (They are sloshed-and it’s hard to dance on a bar that’s only a few denches wide!)]
Scorpius: [Thoughtful expression.] “If only my genetics would allow me to love.” [The love song ends. Chiana and D’Argo start a new song, with wild booms and shouts. All dancers nearly start to cause the stand to shake.]
[Zhaan and Stark begin to hop and skip on the bar, laughing and shrieking with delight, nearly spilling their drinks in the process (which could be extremely dangerous from what I hear of Kylian Fectar!).]
Scorpius: “Ah! I have an idea!” [Walks off into the crowd.]
[Rygel is sighted in the dance group, driving his throne sled into maneuvers to show off his mastership of the sled.]
D’Argo and Chiana: [Chanting in the midst of their song.] “Boogie Oogie Woogie! That’s what its all about. Let’s dance and shout. Boogie Oogie Woogie!”
[The door to the storage facility opens and out walks John and Aeryn, slightly stumbling and laughing, with their arms wrapped around each other. They don’t notice however, that John is wearing Aeryn’s leather vest and Aeryn is wearing John’s leather pants. Upon hearing the music, they begin to dance and charge their way into the center of the dance floor.]
D’Argo and Chiana: “Boogie Oogie Woogie! Dance the night well. Let’s get together and…Boogie Oogie Woogie!”
Zhaan: “WOOOOHOOO! More Kylian Fectar, please!” [Lowers her flask slightly for the bartender to fill it as she danced. The flask bounced around as she moved, causing great difficulty for the nervous bartender. But he successfully refreshes her drink as well as Stark’s.]
[The music grows louder and suddenly, puppets begin to fling into the air above the heads of the drunken dancers on the dance floor. A flash sighting of two inflatable beings are hovering over the passing hands of a few scapers in the crowd. John and Aeryn are holding each other tightly, dancing and drinking from a uniflask of Tyla (UT mixed drink). By now, everyone in the stand is pretty sloshed. Even the bartender!]
Pilot: [Huddled behind bar, driving up a storm of alcohol as he mixes and shakes with all his arms to create a pitcher of Amnexis fluid, Iriscentent fluid, and Fellip Nectar for Moya and Talyn as well as himself.] “Madness! We’re sinking into madness!!!” [Laughs loudly with vowels dragged and head reared back…almost…evilly.]
[Crais is seen standing on his head with one arm, his left leg twisted unbelievably into a knot through Talyn’s left wing. Moya is squeezed uncomfortably under Talyn’s belly through the gap between Crais’ right arm and head. They appear stuck. Aliens separate as we come in close to a corner section in the stand where a singular beam of light is fastened to shine down on a Technicolor comfy chair. The chair looks oddly familiar, but above and behind the chair, hanging on the wall, is a sparkling, glowing holo sign reading: “Party Simulation Chair”. Scorpius leans on the chair with his right arm, grinning evilly. A line of unsuspecting aliens forms before the chair, each displaying eager and curious expressions.]
Scorpius: “Come one, come all! I have a special treat for you!” [Chuckles in a low voice.]
LeatherGirl: [Stumbles up to chair, holding a flask of Raslac and Kylian Fectar and smiles flirtatiously. She is so sloshed, she thinks she sees John Crichton sitting in the chair and sits down on his lap.] “Oh! John. So glad you could make it!”
[Scorpius laughs evilly and turns the chair on. We zoom away, as electrical zaps and screaming can be heard. We see strobe lights flashing from the chair.]
Aeryn: “Scorpius is at it again!” [Screaming over the loud music.]
[John and Aeryn simultaneously whip out their pulse pistols and fire at the energy source of the chair, a small box resembling what looks like a cube of Swiss cheese…but its green. The box explodes and the chair lights diminish. LeatherGirl jumps out, kicks Scorpius where it counts, and runs off into the crowd, joining back in on the dancing. Scorpius sinks to the floor and whimpers.]
Chiana: [Finishing song with D’Argo and addressing crowd before starting new song.] “Lets have a congratulations cheer for LeatherGirl and the Fellip Nectar Stand!” [Crowd cheers wildly and gets into the groove of the next song as it starts to play.]
D’Argo: [In falsetto voice.] “Celebration! Lets make some motion!”
Chiana: [Singing a little lower and sexier than usual.] “YEAH!”
[Aliens in bar dance and drink for arns, forgetting all worries and losing themselves to the alcohol! Lights twinkle and music booms. We zoom away from the fellip nectar stand, drawing further and further into the darkness until no sound or sight can be detected any longer except for the stars twinkling in the black canvas we call the universe. A rising and lowering evil chuckle echoes towards us and suddenly is muted and replaced by the UT gang in unison: “BOOGIE OOGIE WOOGIE!”]
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WHOA! I think I already have a hang over from that one! Whew. The UT gang sure knows how to party…or do they just know how to get wildly out of control? Or is that how the UT really is? We’ll never know. Hope you enjoyed the bash…don’t worry, any scaper who parties was sure to be there! And that’s everybody! Check out the Temporary Celebration Bash message board to leave your comments or even your own additions of yourself partying along with the UT gang to this edition. Hey, if you were at the party, surely you had a say in what was going on! Thanks for stopping by and please don’t leave any unpleasant surprises back at the stand for the maintenance crew to clean up in the morning!!!