Flying on the Vent Express
Jay interrupted Dean "Well we could use your ram, but I'll have to let White
Wolf take the door's repair bill outta your wages"
"I'll go first shall I?" Dean asked.
<END SNIP>
"Yes, you shall."
"Can we not get out of these horrible clunky things? they're impeding our
movement" said Kara.
"I guess so, everybody strip!" then, Jay remembered that Dean was in the
room, "NOT TOO FAR!" he added hastily.
Kara looked Amber's bruised face. "What happened to you."
"Got attacked by the scaffolding poles that make up the battering ram and a
closet door. 'Twas highly painful." said Dean, "Thankfully, llok what I
found in the lning of that survival suit."
"Oh no, not one of those, Phil'll never forgive you."
"It can't be that bad!" said Amber's voice, as her hands tiped Keto's
ointment (78 for those keeping count) over her head.
"There." said Amber.
"Blimey. It actually worked, how'd you know it was the right one?" exclaimed
Kara
"Simple, I found this with the tube."
"Oh?" asked Jay
"Dr Keto's Ointment catalogue."
"Blimey, that is priceless mate."
"Yeah, and you can have it if you keep quiet about the whole burning
incident." said Amber..
"What burning incident?"
"It involved potatoes and hot wire trays." said Dean,
"Look what No.45 does!" said Jay, flicking through the catalogue. "Dean, you
have a done deal, I'm keeping shtum alright. Blimey, I now hold more power
then anyone on the ship! I don't think even Keto knows what all his
ointments do."
"Fantastic." said Kara, upset as she didn't get a look at the catalogue.
"Maybe we should get through the vents now?"
"Oh, yeah." said Dean, picking up his remote control.
"Dean, what are you doing, put that thing down!" said Jay, as he put the
catalogue in a safe place.
"Simple," Dean removed the scaffolding from the ram, then he piloted it into
the vents. "Kara, grab hold of my leggs and Jay, you hold onto my old ones."
"I don't like this."
"Just do it, I like his train of thought, if we can do this we can get their
in only a few minutes instead of hours."
"Everybody ready, then lets move out!" said Dean, flicking the switch to go.
The heat singed the tips of Amber's hair, but apart from that, she now
looked perfectly normal.
<2 hours later>
"Jay."
"Uh-huh?"
"How we meant to tell which one of these is the driveroom with the lights
off?"
"Good point."
Dean "Singed" Thomas
Madness Takes Its Toll, Please have Exact Change
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