Disclaimer: JQ not mine. Base storyline idea not mine. 
Adapted from another show... can you guess before you 
read the end?
Rating: General Patronage
Archivers: No problem. Tell me where.
Summary: Two eleven year old boys stuck home alone... 
'Nuff said. 

Notes: I am using the characters and the ages of the Classic 
Jonny Quest. That means Jonny and Hadji  are the same age: 
eleven years old. And Hadji doesn't have an accent and acts 
like the Classic Hadji  No Hadjiisms. Though I wrote 
them in a way on how an eleven year old of my generation 
would act, not the eleven year old of the 60's.  And this also 
means that... no Jessie...

Attack of  the Killer Crawling Tongue
by Ina-chan

        Dr. Benton Quest glared at his assistant sardonically, 
"It'll just be a couple of hours Benton, the boys will do just 
fine." 
        Race Bannon grinned sheepishly, "I'm sure the storm will 
clear in a few minutes, and we'll be on the air and in the island 
before you even know it."

***
        Eleven-year-old Jonny Quest knelt on a window seat and 
watched the brewing Florida summer storm outside with eyes 
widening like great big saucers, "Wow Hadj, this looks like a big 
one."
        "The news said that it could go on throughout the evening, 
and maybe until tomorrow morning," Hadji reported diligently as 
he took a position beside his best friend, "The interference by the 
storm also mangled the phones and some t.v. station 
transmissions."
        "I bet the airports are delayed too," Jonny remarked
        Hadji nodded, "I don't think plane will be able to travel through 
a storm like this. Not even the Dragonfly."
        "Poor Dad and Race," Jonny sighed, "Stranded in the 
mainland."
        "Probably all night too..." Hadji added
        The two boys watched the storm in silence, lost in their 
thoughts. You know the saying that sometimes friends become so 
close that they actually start reading each other thoughts? Well 
whoever thought of that, deserves an award. Because precisely 30 
seconds later, two eleven year old boys stopped at their tracks, 
looked at each other and smiled in perfect synchrony.

***
        Dr. Quest crossed his arms and gazed worriedly through 
the airport window, and across the waters to an island out of 
the view.
        "You're worrying over nothing. Jonny and Hadji are both 
very responsible kids for their age..." Race continued

***
        Jonny plopped on the couch and started bouncing with a 
big grin.
        "You're not supposed to do that," Hadji warned him
        "Why not?" Jonny replied mischievously
        "Because Dr. Quest will get mad."
        "But Dad's not here."
        "But that doesn't mean it's not wrong anymore."
        "But how will he know?" 
        "But that doesn't mean he not going to get mad."
        Jonny stopped and stood on the couch with a thoughtful look. 
He looked down at his best friend's serious expression then broke 
into a wide grin, "Betcha I can jump on the sofa higher than you."
        "You wish," Hadji shot back on the challenge and climbed on 
the couch
	
***
        "There's food in the fridge and they know their way around 
the kitchen, I'm sure they'll find something to eat..." Race persisted

***
        "What's that?" Hadji asked through a mouthful of  Pillsbury(TM) 
double chocolate chip cookie dough
        Jonny took a swig from a can of  orange soda before putting 
the giant jar of olives on the coffee table, "I dunno, but James Bond 
puts it in those small glasses of water in his movies. 'Sides, Dad 
always said that its always good to try new things."
        Hadji wrinkled his nose as his friend opened the jar, "It smells 
gross."
        Jonny grinned, "You're not chicken are you?"
        The Indian boy frowned, "No."
        "I bet I can eat more than you."
        "You wish."
	 
***	
        "See it's eight o'clock, past their bedtime. They're probably 
sleeping by this time..."

***
        Jonny spat out an olive pit as Hadji crossed his legs into a more 
comfortable position. Both boys were sitting  two meters from the 
television, mesmerized by the flickering screen...

[TV: Welcome back to Monster Movies Mondo Madness Marathon. 
Tonight, beware of  "The Tongue That Crawled The Earth...." 

Woman: Doctor! This is madness! A living tongue! You will cause 
the destruction of the world!
Mad Scientist: You're wrong! This is scientific endeavor will benefit 
mankind! Imagine! An independent living tongue! 


Mad Scientist:  IT'S ALIVE! IT'S ALIIIIIIVE!]

        Hadji covered his mouth and snickered. 
        "Shhh," Jonny hissed, "Here comes the good part."
        Hadji looked at his best friend's very absorbed expression and 
grins mischievously as he dips his fingers into the bottle of olives.

[Woman:  OH MY 
GOD! 
Mad Scientist: Close your eyes and mouth! Cover your ears! Then it 
won't be able to eat your brain!
Woman: 

        ... his ear. Jonny screamed as he tried to brush the cold organ 
touching his ear. Hadji wiped his fingers on his shirt and doubled over 
laughing, "Oh no! The tongue! The tongue!"
        Jonny glared at his friend, "Why you."
        Hadji ignored him and continued to hold on his aching sides 
and gasped for breath.
        Jonny grabbed a pillow and threw it at his friend's face.
        Hadji grabbed the discarded cushion and retaliated.
        "Pillow fight!" Both boys yelled
 
***

        "They're in the safest place possible in the world..."

***
        Just then, a bright flash of lightning and a loud clap of thunder 
shook the house. And the power all throughout the building went out. 
The two boys stopped then giggled nervously. 
        "The emergency generators will kick in, in a few minutes," Jonny 
said out loud for reassurance
        "Right," Hadji agreed. 
        They both inched their way to the kitchen and grabbed a flash 
light anyway. Lightning flashed and thunder crashed more violently as 
the storm has finally reached its full fury. Jonny played with the 
flashlights on the walls and watched the shadows nervously. Hadji put 
the light under his chin rolled his eyes and groaned while reaching out
for his friend. Jonny scoffed at the display. Another set of lightning 
and thunder passed by.
        
        Jonny stopped at the rustling noise and smirked at his best friend, 
"Oh right! I'm so scared."
        Hadji blinked, "That wasn't me."
        The two boys looked at each other and listened.
        
        "It's coming from outside..." Hadji whispered
        Two pairs of eyes widened as realization hit them, "The tongue!"

***
        "Sure, boys will be boys. But you know Jonny and Hadji. 
They're smart kids. I'm sure they won't do anything stupid..."

***

        The back door opened slowly as two boys cautiously sneaked 
out. Both wearing a raincoat and armed with a flashlight and a 
weapon.
        "Do you see it?" Jonny whispered while searching the ground 
and holding on to his baseball bat rightly
        "No," Hadji replied as he searched on his own side and prepared 
to attack with one of Dr. Quest's golf putters.
        "Let's split up to gain more ground," Jonny whispered
        "Okay," Hadji agreed, "Yell when you find it."
         Jonny scanned the ground with his light source diligently as he 
slowly moved his way around the boundaries of the house. 
        
        Jonny turned and frantically waved his light toward the source 
and a pair of glowing eyes reflected through the bushes. He dropped his 
flashlight in surprise and grasped his baseball bat. When another flash 
of lighting illuminated the misshapen shadowed figure of the creature... 
moving toward him... fast! 
        Hadji looked up in surprise at the sound of his best friend's scream 
of terror, "Jonny!"   
        "Hadji! Its got me!" Jonny yelled in pure terror as he felt the 
warm slobbery wetness of the tongue trying to lick his face through 
the rain 
        "Hang on, my friend!" Hadji yelled back as he ran around the 
corner and found his friend on the ground, struggling against a 
muddy...
        Just then the emergency generators kicked in and illuminated 
the surroundings of the house brightly.
        
        "BANDIT!"

***
        "The boys will be fine Benton. I'm sure there's nothing to worry about."

***
        "Now how the heck did you manage to get out in the rain?" 
Jonny asked his pet as he toweled the little dog dry
        "He must be a reincarnation of Houdini," Hadji commented as her 
peeled of his wet turban and grabbed a towel of his own
        Jonny grinned, "Boy! Dad and Race are not going to believe 
what happened tonight."
        Hadji chuckled, "It was funny. You should have seen the look on 
your face."
        "Oh yeah?"
        "The tongue! The tongue! It's got me!"
        "Oh be quiet," Jonny said trying not to break into a smile 
        Hadji laughed, "Tongie-wongie."
        
        Jonny laughed as he grabbed a towel and snapped it at his friend.
        "TOWEL FIGHT!"

***

        The Florida summer sun shone brightly in the aftermath of 
the storm the next morning. The surf was calm, and nothing else 
could be heard that the peaceful rhythmic beating of the waves 
against the beach of Palm Key. 
        Dr. Benton Quest raised an eyebrow at the scene that met 
them, folded his arms then glared at his assistant sardonically, 
"The boys will be fine Benton. I'm sure there's nothing to worry 
about..."

-FIN-

Comments, criticisms, bricks to... inachan2@ican.net

Author's Squawk:
        Ahhhh... After watching the antics of  the "The Angry 
Beavers"... I'm sure nobody would mind if I borrowed the idea 
of  one of the storylines to satisfy a bout of insanity... I think I 
needed to release a happy one after all the angst I've written so 
far...

Ina-chan


===============================================================
Trip Down Memory Lane: (Anybody remember this song?)

I am but a small voice, I have but a small dream
The fragrance of a flower in the unpolluted air
I am but a small voice, I have but a small dream
To smile upon the sun, be free to dance and sing
Be free to sing my song to everyone
Come young citizens of the world, we are one, we are one (2x)
We have on hope, we have one dream
And with one voice we sing:
Peace, prosperity, and love for all mankind (2x)

-Lea Salonga, at age 9 (Who would have known she'll grow up to win a Tony 10
years later? )

Ina-chan
e-mail: inachan2@ican.net
insanity site: http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/Set/1986
ICQ UIN:  3364641

--------------------------------
your ad could be here.  Go to http://www.stargame.dyn.ml.org/advertise.html
or e-mail sales@stargame.dyn.ml.org for details.

    Source: geocities.com/televisioncity/3324

               ( geocities.com/televisioncity)