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Date Posted: 19:36:17 12/03/03 Wed
Author: Yarvarni
Subject: 14
In reply to: Yarvarni 's message, "Witchblade/The Pretender Crossover" on 22:29:45 11/04/03 Tue

"I was home for winter break, I got straight off the plane to the infirmary with the flu. Unfortunately the only physcian on call was Raines, the Centre ghoul so he was constantly lurking around. He had emphysema from smoking and drug around this oxygen tank. I was delirious from fever, I vaguely remember talking to this boy about rabbits. The next thing I know Raines is walking away, oxygen tank in tow, with bunny ears a cotton tail, and whiskers. Raines apparently went to the tower dragging around his little pet, he was a laughing stock and was livid. Thus began the rash of practical jokes at the Centre."

Everyone at the table looked at Ian who innocently shrugged. Jarod chuckled, "you weren't there for the salt shaker incident in the cafeteria. Someone," he rolled his eyes in Ian's direction, "a thin layer of naplin then baking soda in the salt shakers then a layer of thin napkin over that and filled it with vinegar. When you shook it over your food the shaker exploded foam over your. Then there was the bar soap that wouldn't suds because someone painted it with clear nail polish."

"You didn't fall victim to the methyl blue added to coffee grounds, everyone on my floor urinated blue for days," Sydney added.

"At least they didn't urinate blue on your floor," Ian pointed out.

"Actually young man, they did, someone placed those horrid little poppers very carefully around the urninals causing a few accidents when the damn things popped underneath their feet. You are still utterly incorrigable. I just want to know how you got away with putting flash powder on the doors of the Tower elevator without all the camera's capturing you. Not to mention doctoring the cafeteria floor with that ammonium triiodide powder that exploded underfoot."

"You really did all that?" Sara leaned over to Ian. Somehow she couldn't get the idea of him being a serious studious little boy out of her head.

"He did, he just won't admit to the practical jokes."

The jig was up, Ian knew as much, "they weren't practical jokes, they were tactical assaults and I didn't act alone."

"You had help?" Sydney and his staff had been the butt of the majority of the jokes he wasn't going to let this go. "Who?"

"Angelo."

"ANGELO?!!!?" The three veterans of the Centre shouted out in unison.

"Your telling me that Cousin It was behind some of these tricks?" Parker couldn't believe it.

"Don't call him that, Parker, it's not nice," Ian admonished.

"Why do you call him Cousin It?"

"Angelo didn't cut his hair for about a decade it was my little pet name for him."

Ian leaned over to whisper in her ear, "he basically made Lassar look like centerfold material."

"Oh, yikes," she said remembering the little Eastern European elfin man who was apparently tied to the Witchblade somehow.

Sydney was mystified, "When did the two of you interact? I had no idea Raines even allowed him out of his room during that time."

"After everyone went to bed we would meet up in the vents. Neither of us slept much so we planned...."

"Plotted."

"Tomato, to-mato."

"I can't believe you involved Angelo in that nonsense."

"Hey! Angelo involved me, I pasted the bunny stuff on the tank, he saw it and knew he had a partner in crime. You people underestimate Angelo and you play right into his hands."

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