Evil rears it's fat head.
The Phils and Rufus crawled out of a vent onto the deck with the
Science Lab. P-Phil was still hobbleing a little as the smile on
F-Phil's face got wider with every step that his past self took.
Rufus stood in between them to prevent any more trouble. "What's
that?" the boy asked as he pointed to a white light coming towards
them from the end of the hall.
"I have no idea," F-Phil said.
"You wouldn't," P-Phil quiped.
"And you would?" F-Phil said.
"Yes....er...yes. It's...um...," P-Phil squinted trying to get a good
look at what was approaching. "It's,...um...obviously...." An
expression of confusion overtook his face as the words fell from his
mouth, "It's a...lounge singer?"
In fact, it was a lounge singer. His suit coat was cover with
relfective sequins that gave off the bright white light. His pants
were a loud, neon blue color. The man's hair was jet black and
slightly balding on top. A thick mustache sat under a large nose that
was holding up a pair of cheap looking sunglasses. In the pudgy
fingers of the man's left hand was a cigar. As he came closer, they
could see the ruffled shirt underneath his shiny coat.
"Who's that guy?" Rufus asked again.
"Vinny Soprano, the greatest singer Las Vegas has ever know," the man
barked at the three, as if he was insulted that they did not know who
he was. "I'm the best damn singer to play any ballroom on the strip.
Mr. Vegas, that's what they call me."
P-Phil said, "I thought that Wayne Newton was Mr. Vegas?"
A bright red light shone from behind the lenses of the glasses. The
entire ship trembled as he spoke, "WAYNE NEWTON! WAYNE NEWTON IS A
HACK! A HACK! DO YOU HEAR ME? I'M THE SHOW STOPPER IN VEGAS! VINNY
SOPRANO IS THE GREATEST HEADLINER EVER!"
Two security guards pulling back the elastic to laungh another cart
lost their balance when the floor beneath their feet moved underneath
them. The elastic contracted and tossed the two of them across the
Promenade and into a store window.
Ezekiel, the religious scutter, was rolling around the Promenade
between the panicing crowd. He wore a sign across himself that said,
"THE END IS NEAR! REPENT! REPENT!"
The screen in front of Dean exploded. He was luck that he didn't get
torn to shreads by the shards of glass. The fire exstinguisher in
Kayn's hands almost leaped free from the shock waves and sprayed
everything in the holo deck. "What the smeg is going on here!" he
yelled to Dean who shrugged.
Jay fell to the floor in the corridor with Alota landing ontop of him.
"There it is again, Jay. Has the Blue Dwarf hit something?"
"I don't know. Let's get you to the medibay, then figure out what's
happening."
As Vinny Soprano stopped yelling, the shaking stopped. "Now, just
keep calm, Mr. Soprano," P-Phil said to settle the singer down. "It's
just that we didn't expect to meet someone of your...fame this far out
in space."
"Well," Vinny said with pride filling his voice, "it's about time you
realized your mistake. No one brushes off Vinny Soprano."
"Um..," F-Phil interjected, "Why exactly are you here, Mr. Soprano?"
"Why, dear boy, I'm here for my farewell concert. It'll be the
greatest performance anyone has ever seen. And you and all your
little friends will get the privelage of seeing it. Vinny Soprano's
last performance with the grandest finale ever pulled off."