lady ofthe celts: As they all approached the refuge, Davy could be seen in the window. "How do you know it's him Mike?" Peter whispered "Well," Mike explained, "The shadow is short, it's obviously British and has bushy eye brows." "Wow!" Peter exclaimed, "That's great!"
lady ofthe celts: "That and he can hear Davy singing." Micky scoffed and Mike blushed. "I want to be free" could be heard floating across the court yard. "Give it up, Davy!" Micky yelled and all the others shushed him.
lady ofthe celts: your turn
hundredpapes: hmm
lady ofthe celts: *smiles* so what is Race's famous plan
lady ofthe celts: like how I leave the hard part to you
hundredpapes: *I was hoping YOU'D take that*
lady ofthe celts: I could if you want I just wanted to share
hundredpapes: no, no
hundredpapes: I'll do it
lady ofthe celts: *smiles again* hehehe little does she know I had no idea where to go, oops did I type that out loud
hundredpapes: Everyone but Race stayed behind, hiding in the shadows. Blink held a rope, that once again, he would never get to use. Race walked to the front door, opened it, and disappeared inside. In a few short minutes, he was out again, with Davy following behind, dressed in the typical black and white striped prison uniform.
hundredpapes: Muffins looked at Race, surprised. "I thought you were going to set a bomb off and blow the door open, and run before Snyder got to you!" Race shrugged. "Yeah, well, Snyder left the key in the door. I figured it would be easier to just unlock it, you know?"
lady ofthe celts: :)
hundredpapes: Peter patted Race on the back. "You're a brave man." Race looked at him oddly, and decided to ignore him. "So, what're we gonna do about Jack's pride? He just ain't the same."
hundredpapes: BACK AT THE LODGING HOUSE
hundredpapes: more
lady ofthe celts: DUH
lady ofthe celts: :)
hundredpapes: shut up
lady ofthe celts: *crunch crunch crunch mmmmmmmm sun chips crunch crunch crunch*
hundredpapes: Spot sat on the bunk across from Jack's. After the whole Distribution Office fiasco, Boots had run to Brooklyn and gotten him. Spot looked at Jack. "What are ya gonna do? Blush started this whole thing, by showing some interest in those Chimpanzees, and then she cut you off on your most famous line. Then Muffins came and deflated your ego even more by bragging about the Fuzzhead. Then ya fall on yer face...."
hundredpapes: Jack looked at his 'friend'. "Why don't ya rub some more lemon juice into my open wound?" "Well, Jacky Boy, what're ya gonna do?"
hundredpapes: *take it Muffins*
hundredpapes: *looks at the clock*
hundredpapes: *one and a half minutes*
lady ofthe celts: "I'm going to......Sing!" Jack stood up, music swells in the background. "Noooo!" Spot yelled, "I'll have none of that, I can see your exhausted, have you had anything to eat today?" Jack shook his head. "Well then lets go to Tibby's maybe Denton will be there and we could get something to eat."
lady ofthe celts: TIBBY'S
hundredpapes: *one minute*
hundredpapes: *oops! look at the time! twelve o'clock on the nose!*
hundredpapes: *finish what you were saying...I can wait that long*
lady ofthe celts: The victorious rescue party walked in and found a table. Just then Spot and Jack walked in, took a table across the room and glared at the others. Also who was to walk in the door but, Denton. The whole place cheered, they would eat today, but quickly quieted when Denton walked in again and stood by himself.
hundredpapes: lol
lady ofthe celts: "Hi guys! Denton called, "I'd like you to meet my long lost twin brother, Who also has the power of the bow tie!" The crowd quieted with awe, thinking how many more jail breaks and meals that meant, Denton's twin stepped forward, "Hi my name is Mr. Dobalena, Mr. Bob Dobalena."
lady ofthe celts: ((Hahaha you will have to start next time, hehehe))
hundredpapes: *rolls eyes*
hundredpapes: Bob Dobalena
hundredpapes: clever
hundredpapes: OKAY.........G'NIGHT!!!!
lady ofthe celts: I know, *head grows*
lady ofthe celts: Night
hundredpapes: *pops head with needle*
lady ofthe celts: Owww that hurt
hundredpapes: you needed it
hundredpapes: see ya later
lady ofthe celts: Just like Jack, my pride is deflated
lady ofthe celts: bye