hundredpapes: "Jack!" Blush shouted. "What do you think you're doing? Do you have any idea what time it is? I'm tired. I don't have time for your silly games." Jack looked at Brooklyn and Brooklyn smirked. "This isn't a game, sweety." Blush's eyes widened. "SPOT! I told you not to call me sweety in front of the guys!"
hundredpapes: Jack pivoted in the general direction of his fallen hero. "Spot? YOU'RE Brooklyn? Scrawny little Spot is my idol?!?" Spot looked at the ground, hero music dying in the background. "I just wanted you to like me." *sappy Full House music plays* Jack looked Spot over. "I DID like you, Spot! I always have!" Blush waited impatiently for this embarrassing ordeal to end.
lady ofthe celts: :)
hundredpapes: "Um...I think you guys were supposed to be kidnaping me. Want to get on with it?" The two guys broke out of their tearful (it was very touching) embrace. "Uh," The Clever One (Jack) said, "Yeah, back to that." Blush was shoved into a corner, cold and damp. She heard a grunt, and looked down to see what she had landed on. Low and behold, it was Muffins. "EEEEEEEEEEEEWWWW!!!" Blush said, suddenly realizing why the ground was cold and damp. "Muffins! They have toilets for that kind of thing!!"
lady ofthe celts: ((HEY!!!! I don't THINK sooooo))
hundredpapes: ((It's ok! It's your turn! You can defend yourself!))
lady of the celts: Muffins choked out around her gag. "Mrrrrf Mrrrf Mrrrf." Blush looked at her, "What?" "Mrrrrf Mrrrf Mrrrf.." Muffins said again, pointing to her gag. "Oh! Take off gag! Ok!" And Blush took off the gag. "Finally!" Muffins exclaimed, "As for your first assumption, that wet and damp spot was left there by Brooklyn himself!" Both girls thought that over for a moment. "EEEEEEEEEEEEWWWW!!!" They yelled and quickly backed away from the corner.
hundredpapes: ((if you can point at your gag, why don't you just take it off yourself?))
lady ofthe celts: ((hey give me a break, I'm still traumatized over the whole Micky thing. I was the only one who stayed you know))
lady ofthe celts: "Sooo, how did you get here?" Blush asked. "Well I was walking by Micky (who by this time had a bag on his head) when something to the side distracted me. I went to check it out and before I knew it, all these kids yelling "Brooklyn!" were popping out of previously uninhabited places firing their sling shots at me. I dove into the only cover I could find, which turned out to be behind a tree. Well I got the start of my life when the tree came to life and threw a bag over me. I could hear Jacks voice yell, "I've got her Brooklyn! I've got her." Muffins finished her story.
lady ofthe celts: "Sooooo, do you want to know how I got here?" Blush asked. "Nahhh," Muffins said, "I read the story while I was stuck in Brooklyn's throne room." Blush just looked at Muffins oddly, maybe that Micky incident had affected her more than she was willing to admit.
lady ofthe celts: "Well, lets see if we can find a way out of here." Blush said trying to get her own mind off that horrible experience. The two girls set about the room, trying to find a way out. "Do you hear something?" Muffins asked, who was looking by a vent. "No," Blush said, "Are you feeling alright?" "No, I'm serious! Come over here I think I hear voices." Muffins exclaimed.
lady ofthe celts: Blush came over next to Muffins and she began to hear the voices too. It was Jack and....Brooklyn. And they were planning their next move against the Monkees. "What are we going to do tonight Brooklyn?" and anxious Jack asked. "The same thing we do every night, Try to take over the world!" Brooklyn replied in a grand voice. "But...Brooklyn? What about the Monkees?" Jack asked. "Oh yah, well take care of them first. Now that we have Muffins and Blush we can get on with step two. We'll use them as bait to lure the Monkees in. And when we have them we'll do horrible things to them like paint their toe nails and..." Brooklyn's voice floated through the vent.
lady ofthe celts: Blush and Muffins listened in horror, "We must get out of here and warn them." Muffins cried, finally coming back to her old self, the Micky incident forgotten for the moment. "But how are we going to get out?" Blush asked, ever the one grounded in reality. Just at that moment a part of the floor caved in and BAM! Race's and Blink's heads popped out of the hole. "Any of youse goils needin a rescue?" Race smiled. Blush smiled back, "Looks like Micky's plan came in handy after all!" The two girls hopped into the opening and were whisked to safety, hopefully in enough time to warn the Monkees of their impending dooooooooooom.
lady ofthe celts: Your turn!!!!!!!
hundredpapes: BACK TO THE MONKEES AND SKITTERY (and others)
hundredpapes: "So, where ya takin' us, huh, Skittery?" Mush whined. ((yes, Moinks, WHINED!)) Skittery ignored the urge to offer cheese, and replied, "To Medda's." Mush wasn't satisfied with this answer. It didn't make any sense. He looked over at Cone. "Uh-uh, Mush," she said. "It's my week to have the brain. You ain't gettin' ME to lose out." Skittery sighed and explained slowly to Mush, "Mush, we're going to Medda's because it's the safest place for us to be right now. We're trying to get the Monkees out of here before any more ‘casualties' can occur."
hundredpapes: Micky touched the sack over his head protectively. Davy gestured towards Micky. "Yeah, mate. I could be next. This face (and head of hair) is worth millions of dollars!" Once the group entered Irving Hall, Micky borrowed a large, curly, red wig from Medda. Moments later, the rescue party returned, coming through a hole in the stage. Blink, giving up the (dun dun duuuuun) rubber bands and knife (papes were more his bag), helped Muffins and Blush from the hole. "Muffins! Get yer foot offa my head!" Race's voice could be heard coming through the hole.
hundredpapes: There were affectionate ‘welcome backs' all around. With the exception of Blink and Micky. But everywhere else...(cough) Skittery and Blush (cough). After Muffins gave Micky a big hug, she called everyone's attention back to the matter at hand. "We must get the Monkees out of here! Spot and Jack are planning to do horrible things! Like...like...painting their toe nails!" Muffins clutched her face in horror (again). Peter perked up. "With glitter?" Davy, clutched his toe nails possessively (yes, clutched his toe nails), and looked at Peter saying, "Do you know how much these toe nails are worth?!?" Blush pushed Skittery away, leaving him to complain to Blink. Blink gets bored quickly and walks over to Dutchy (who had really been with them the whole time, but he's easily over-looked).
lady ofthe celts: Blink, that boy, *hands Blink a yo-yo*
hundredpapes: Blush ignored all of this. "We've got to get the Monkees back to their time! It's the only way they'll be safe!"
hundredpapes: ((Only problem is, How DO they get back to the future? I'm going to seek revenge for the whole "How to Break Davy Out of the Refuge" thing. Your turn. Go ahead and finish it off.))
lady ofthe celts: ((I suppose fair is fair. Mwahahaha, I get to finish it! *plans various ways to kill off Blush*))
hundredpapes: *stale laughter*
lady ofthe celts: :Ţ