Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum
Posted on Fri Feb 4th, 2022 @ 4:13pm by Ensign L 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
