ElectricWhite
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I like the poem, LW!
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ElectricWhite’s tail wagged to the rhythm of the squeaking canine wheelchair. Jason found himself gritting his teeth as he listened to the wheelchair noise combined with the clicking of EW’s nails hitting the hard floor. Littlewolf paid no heed to any of this.
Finally, they stopped. Jason opened a door. “Inside!” he snapped. The two Gatchamaniacs obliged – they realized they were heading into G-Force’s ready room. The door quickly shut as soon as LW and EW were through. Jason, however, didn’t follow them in.
“Well –!” littlewolf found herself at a loss; what could have set Jason off?
When Tiny entered the room a short time later, he found littlewolf standing behind ElectricWhite. EW was up on her hind legs, looking out a porthole at the fish drifting by while LW supported and stabilized her.
“Hi, girls!” Tiny cried as he went through his normal routine of getting a plateful of Spaceburgers and settling in his favorite chair.
Within moments....
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EW stood before him and LW perched on the closest arm of the sofa. “You hungry?” Tiny asked EW. A wag of her tail was the answer.
While Tiny ripped off bits of his burger and fed them to EW, LW found a small pert of herself wishing she was still a dingo....
Jason entered, followed by a barrel-chested man wearing maintenance coveralls and carrying an aerosol can. “Hello there, puppy!” he said as soon as he saw ElectricWhite, “I heard your extra legs’re makin’ a real racket.”
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“Oh yeah.” he said as the dingo stood before him. He knelt down and sprayed different contact points on the wheelchair and had EW walk around a bit until the squeaks were gone. “So what kind of puppy we got here?”
“She’s a dingo.” littlewolf replied.
“A real dingo?”
“Yep.”
“Wow. All I know about dingos is that movie where Meryl Streep says ‘A dingo ate the baby’!”
“Well, this one’s rare – most aren’t comfortable around humans.”
“Good to see this one isn’t.” the maintenance man replied as he vigorously rubbed EW’s back. She had thrown her head back and closed her eyes as she enjoyed the moment.
Just then, Princess, Amethyst, and Transmute Jun entered the ready room, laughing as if they were having a girls’ night out. The maintenance man took that as a cue to leave.
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“It was Jason’s fault!” Becky Rock cried as KT1972 and Daniella T. Fixed her with hard stares, “He shouldn’t have been running around in his birthday suit thinking no one was around! And it just happened to be a big coincidence I had a camera with me. Honest!”
“Yeah yeah, Becky, that’s your story and you’re sticking to it, eh?” KT scoffed.
“We were there when you talked him into taking the naked yoga classes, remember?” Daniella added.
“Oh.”
“What I’d like to know,” Daniella said, “is how you’re going to apologize to the rest of the Condor nation? You know we all have a thing about sharing such treasures.”
“Oh crud.” Becky muttered.
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04-09-2013 14:51
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ElectricWhite
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Here comes more!
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Princess sat in her usual spot on the stage, but her guitar remained silent. She’d given up trying to improvise a tune that went with the beat Keyop was laying down.
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Keyop’s drumsticks kept pace with ElectricWhite’s footsteps, and she seemed to have fun herself – she sped up, slowed down, and even tried skipping a bit. Once in a while she glanced over to the ping pong table to see Jason struggle to find his own rhythm. Again, the ball sailed past his paddle.
“That’s game, Jase.” Mark declared.
Jason tossed his paddle onto the table and then stormed over to the dingo in the doggy wheelchair. He glared down at her, and she looked up at him, the devil dancing in her eyes.
“You’re just loving this.”
“Yip!”
Littlewolf stepped in between them and fixed Jason with an unflinching look.
“What?” he finally asked.
“Just makin’ sure things don’t get ugly between you and my friend.”
“Say what?!” Jason’s voice almost cracked from disbelief.
“I saw you gettin’ frustrated –”
“Look, the last thing I’m gonna do is –”
“Attention G-Force!” 7-Zark-7's voice filled the ready room as his image appeared on the large monitor behind Tiny’s chair.,”I just wanted to let you know that the scientists activated the Mudar device, but it appears the room’s shielding wasn’t sufficient –”
“Well, thanks for the advance warning, Zark!” Jason’s voice was thick with sarcasm.
“Jason, what –?” Mark’s jaw dropped when he saw Jason do an re-enactment of the beginning of The Lion King. But instead of a lion cub, Jason lifted up a reddish-brown dingo wearing a very loose-fitting pajama top.
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Becky stood there, her eyes darting back and forth between Daniella and KT1972. Her lips and tongue stuck to her teeth – she honestly hadn’t thought much about how all the other Condor fans would react if they discovered she had secretly taken pictures of Jason in a naked yoga class. If she’s shared those gems with everyone from the start....
“Well?” Daniella pressed, “What are you going to do?”
“Uh....”
“We could tell everyone ourselves,” KT said to Daniella, “and then sit back to watch the bloodbath.”
“Oh God no!” Becky cried.
The threesome felt a strange tingling. There was a sudden, bright flash. KT and Daniella let out a startled gasp as soon as their vision cleared.
Becky tipped her head to one side as she looked at her friends. She then realized she had suddenly become shorter. She looked down at herself and saw the thick, black hair covering her arms....
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This post has been edited 1 time(s), it was last edited by ElectricWhite on 12-09-2013 at 00:43.
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12-09-2013 00:42
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