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Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum

Posted on Fri Feb 4th, 2022 @ 4:13pm by Ensign Laurel Zatara

Mission: The Good Ole' Boys
Location: USS Albion, Bridge
Timeline: Present

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{USS Albion, Bridge}

#SNIP#

Andrews: ::turns toward the center of the room:: "And there's definitely nothing wrong with the Captain's Chair."

Jimmy G: ::jumps as high as he can into the chair, breaking the hinge:: "It doesn't swivel."

#SNIP#

Zatara :: Whispering towards Anders and Andrews :: “Sheesh, are they going to break everything on the bridge?!”

Anders: :: Whispering :: “They’ll be ripping the Captain’s chair out of the floor next!”

Jimmy G & Bruno :: As if on cue, rip the Captain’s chair away from the deck effortlessly and dust off their hands in glee ::

Zatara: :: Whispering to Andrews:: “It’ll be your chair next Commander.”

Andrews: :: Annoyed :: “No it bloody won’t!”

Zatara: :: Shouting over to Jimmy G and Bruno :: “Hey guys, don’t forget the problem with the XO chair! The Commander here says that it squeaks!”

Andrews: :: Turns angry towards Zatara before looking towards his chair helplessly ::

Jimmy G: “Sure thing doll-face! Hey Bruno, let’s fix the squeak in this man’s chair.”

Jimmy G & Bruno: :: Both grab onto the XO chair and rip it away from the deck, throwing it towards where the CO’s chair landed ::

Bruno: :: Steps towards Andrews and puts an intimidating hand on his shoulder :: “There you go Commander. No more squeak.”

Andrews: :: Turns towards Anders and Zatara :: “I think this has gone far enough.”

Anders: “What’s your plan?”

Andrews: “I haven’t got one. Not yet.”

Zatara: “Why don’t we lead Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum into somewhere harmless where they can smash the crap out of everything in there and it wouldn’t matter?”

Andrews: “Like cargo bay 4?”

Zatara: :: Nods eagerly :: “Like cargo bay 4.”

Anders: “What’s in cargo bay 4?”

Andrews: “Nothing much. Mostly Captain Sprague’s collection of old relics. But mostly junk the Captain has collected over the years but never looks at anymore.”

Anders: “Perfect.”

Andrews: :: Turning towards Jimmy G and Bruno :: “Gentlemen! Shall we head towards the cargo bays now? We have hundreds of things down there that need fixing!”

Bruno: :: Looks towards Jimmy G, initially suspicious. But the two brain cells he has left quickly dismiss the suspicion :: “Lead the way Commander Andoors.”

Andrews: “Uh, that’s Andrews.”

Bruno: “That’s what I said. Andoors.”

Andrews: :: Looks towards Zatara and Anders :: “Let’s accompany these gentlemen to cargo bay 4.”


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Ensign Laurel Zatara
Chief Flight Control Officer
USS Albion, NCC-3020

 

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