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Date Posted: 03:53:14 10/08/01 Mon
Author: kande, who really does have such a watch
Subject: Seeing by the glow-in-the-dark hands on her Felix the Cat wristwatch...
In reply to: CW 's message, "Looking around the room," on 19:40:00 10/06/01 Sat

...Kande makes her way to the main power switch and puts it back to on. Screams are heard from the main bar area. Kande rushes back out, grabbing a nail file for a weapon. She reaches the room to find a clump of people around her prone sister.

"What's wrong with her?" Rabid asks, kicking at KS's unmoving body.

Kande steps closer and sniffs the air. "She's drunk. And she's been drinking the cheap stuff." Kande quickly adds, "Which she didn't get here." Shaking her head, "Just let her sleep it off. She'll be fine in the morning. I mean, not exactly fine. She'll have a heck of a headache and her mouth will feel like cotton. But she'll be ok."

The others back away, also shaking their heads. Rabid has an idea. "Hey, I'll bet KS won't remember any of this!"

The group murmurs assent.

"What if we dress her up in some bizarre costume and make up a story! She'll never know the truth! Just think of the things we can blame on her. I know that I now have a new tutor for my little snuggy-wuggums." She beams at the sluglets, who slither around the wicker basket.

As the group discusses various costumes and such, Kande looks around for Bubba. "That little rat! And I bet he didn't even clock out!"

Meanwhile, in the spaceship, Bubba is shaking TE. "Wake up!" he says, telepathically, in his native tongue. Kneeling next to his cousin, Bubba realizes the odor is not emanating from TE. Bubba follows the odor to a closet in the back of the ship. Hand shaking, he opens the door and peers inside. He gives a girly scream, jumps back, and slams the door. Leaning against it, he is panting and looking around, unsure what to do next. Beads of orange sweat trickle down his face. Wiping the sweat with the back of his hand, he gets an idea.

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A scratching can be heard on the door of the closet -- Kande's Sis, 19:21:56 10/08/01 Mon