I raced towards the food court. Hudson, like the Goddess (hey, I know there is a pun in there somewhere) doesn't appreciate tardiness. And while the consequences for keeping her waiting are not quite as devastating, she does have access to my home and well, anything could accidentally be dropped in the toilet at any moment. It's just best not to risk it.
Matt: : Melissa! Wait up! ((chases after Melissa, tripping over the "rain stick" he just picked up from _Natures_, which looks an awfully lot like a quarter staff if you ask me, especially while he is still wearing the BGSB))
MM: ((stifling a laugh)) Nice shoes.
Matt: : Thanks. Footlocker. You don't know how hard it was to match the color.
MM: I'll bet, Bilious Green went out in the 70s.
Matt: : Hello. Retro. Anyway, you're one to talk ((noting my Joxer wear))
MM: Actually once you lose the tin armor, it's not so bad. Come on, tell the truth you like it. ((slowly spin around))
Matt: : Yeah, well it could use a hat. Wanna go look for one?
MM: Can't. I am late. I am supposed to be meeting Hudson for lunch.
Matt: : ((sigh)) Hudson?
MM: Yes. And you can stop making those Little Hercules eyes, you're not invited.
An actual whimper escapes from Matt
MM: Oh alright. Come on. But you're buying.
Hudson sat in the common food area, already chomping on a Mc'Avacado-tofu-cucumber-bean sprout pita w/Mustard not Mayo. She hated to eat alone...something was going into the toilet tonight....a toothbrush? Dental floss? A little special addition to the mouthwash? Maybe she would just switch her Evian. A smile creeps across her lips as she gets a visual: "We switched Melissa's Evian with water from the latrine, let's see if she notices."
MM: Hi Hudson, sorry we're late.
HL: We? ((Hudson asks turning around to see Matt in his Gabby threads and Melissa all Joxered out...Struggling to control the laughter, DR Pepper shoots out her nose drenching "the Dynamic Duo"))
It took Trancer and two firemen fortyfive minutes to revive Matt. What can we say, Hudson is cute even with cola shooting out her nose...or from Matt's POV, especially with cola shooting out her nose. Melissa however was not quite so amused.
HL: ((now looses complete control and breaks into hysterical fit of laughter))
MM: ((blank stare))
HL: ((attempting to regain control)) Oh Melissa, that was perfect. You made that Gabrielle face and everything! ((more laughter as the irony of me making the Gabrielle face while Matt is all decked out in the BGSB takes full effect))
MM: ((blank stare, wiping Dr. Pepper from my face))
HL: ((laughter subsiding)) Hey Trancer why don't you join us?
Trancer: ((momentarily confused at having been invited to do something other than revive passed out or knocked out Cirrans)) Huh?
HL: Those firemen can take care of Matt. Pull up a seat.
Trancer: Sure I would love to.
HL: What can I get you? My treat.
Trancer: Well I was on my way to "Eat it while it's Stunned Grab-bag"
HL: Sounds good. ((looks at Melissa))
MM: ((momentarily confused at having been asked to fetch stuff for someone other than the Goddess)) huh?
HL: ((In her best Callisto impression)) Now!
MM: ((flinch)) Hey that was pretty good Hudson. You've been practicing.
HL: ((blushing slightly--Good thing Mat was already out)) Yeah. Glad you noticed. Anyway, don't change the subject Bard.
MM: Ok Hudson, I get the picture. You can stop playing demi-Goddess now.
HL: ((stands up, grabs Melissa by the arm, shifts her weight slightly, and flips the bard over her shoulder sending Melissa skidding across the floor, where she crash lands into Matt)) Wow! That worked better than Cally said it would!
Trancer: ((getting up to attend to Melissa's wounds))
HL: No, leave her, she'll be alright. ((slow smile forms as she realizes how effectively she has just taken care of the dynamic duo.)) Trust me, she's survived worse.
Trancer: You're telling me?
HL: Hmmm. I see your point, you would know better than anyone, wouldn't you? Anyway, want to have some fun with them?
Trancer: ((with some hesitation)) uh, sure.
We are unable to tell you the exact details what happened next, you know, gag order, law suits, that kind of thing. Suffice it to say, it involved window displays, tacky hats, swim wear, goggles, body piercing, and most unfortunately for our dynamic duo, pictures. Yes friends, it was a real Kodak moment.
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