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[Isolde]

NOoooooooooo!

"Nooo! Not the Jello!" Looks pleadingly at Imoen,"Dammit! Help me! I lost my cat o nine when he threw me the remote!"

Looking dismayed as Imoen doubles over laughing. "Imoen! Dang it! Stop laughing and...blurggargleerg....."

I claw my way up through the sticky mess and glare at Alaric. There is jello in my hair and dripping from my clothes. "Ohhh...you shall surely pay for that! Just let me find that other remote."

Glares at Imoen too,"And you...where were you when I needed you?" Turns to smile at Alaric. "Now..where were we? Care to step closer so we can have that talk you wanted?"

 

[Alaric]

Yessssssss!

"just a moment, my dear." Strolls over to love seat, reaches down between the cushions, and plucks out the *other* remote.

"I have a good memory. Even with a hangover. Especially for where I hid things. What *was* that cheap-ass lighter fluid we were drinking last night, anyway?"

Tosses remote to Neale. "Here, pal, have fun. I've got some unfinished business to attend to."

Picks up Isolde's discarded cat', turns, gets a running start toward the Jello pit, and leaps at Isolde in a full-on flying tackle, carryiing her backwards into the jello again and landing on top of her, once again cackling like a madman.

 

[Neale]

Payback...

"Oh, yeah!" I look at the suddenly nervous Imoen, watching the remote in my hand... "Now, about that ice..?" I push a button, and warm, scented air blows down from the ceiling, melting the ice.

"Hmm... what button should I push next? Not really sure what they do, after all... Hey, Isolde! Any buttons I should really avoid pushing? Oh, sorry! Didn't realize you were busy." I turn back to Imoen, who had been creeping doorwards. "Ah-ah-aaah!" I push a button I do recognize, and the floor tilts, its slick surface forcing Imoen to slide towards me.

"I'll bet you know just what these buttons do, don't you? Tell you what. You tell me the one button I really shouldn't push, and I'll avoid that one. Or can I trust you?"

 

[Imoen]

Ruh roh!

"Ack! I'm sliding!"

The more I try to backtrack, the further I slide foward towards Neale. Ratz ratz ratz.

"Hello Neale. Uhm... Heh.. I can explain...."

Noticing I still have the container that used to hold ice, I toss the water over to the side, unbeknownst to me - dumping the cold water right over Alaric's back.

"Ooops. So sorry." <lil saccarine smile> *hehe*

Turning my full attention back to Neale.

"Neale! Darling! Sweetie pie! Sugah-cakes! You know I would never steer you wrong!"

<looks up at him with wide, soulful puppy dog eyes - fluttering my dark, thick lashes for good measure. I flash him the most absolutely adorable smile ever, as I lean foward up on my tip toes and place my lips next to his ear, my warm breath drifting over the fleshy lobe before whispering softly..>

"You know you don't want to hurt anyone or anything... And Isolde and I were really only teasing with you. Why don't you just hand over that lil ol' remote and I'll put it up in a nice safe lil spot."

<My hand glides in a gentle caress down over his arm to rest on the hand that holds the remote>

"Then we can go grab a nice cuppa coffee or such. Whattya say?"

 

[Neale]

Neale: Oh... *melts*
Imoen: *lol*
Neale: Brain. Turning. Into. Tapioca.
Neale: Must. Resist.
Neale: Must. Res...
Imoen: no no no.. don't resist...
Neale: Coffee?
Neale: Nice. Coffee.
Imoen: really really good coffee..

I let the remote slip from my numb fingers, all thoughts turned into a particularly runny variety of tapioca by the blatantly unfair use of feminine wiles...

"Let's go, milady. Coffee would be good. Take me to Java, now."

 

[Isolde]

When the cold water splashes Alaric, I take the opportunity to wiggle away...not hard when you are covered in slippery jello.

Pulling myself to the edge of the tub, I laugh as I see Imoen completely overpower Neale with a look and sweet words. I laugh and shake my head. "When will you men learn that power doesnt always come in the form of a button or leaver?"

Hearing Alaric recovering behind me, I qickly scramble over the edge of the tub and hit a button hidden in the wall. From the ceiling over the tub a stream of water gushes down and into the jello tub, soaking Alaric.

Waitaminute! My memory suddenly kicks in...that isnt water! I replaced that with vodka last night before Alaric came over. OH Hell! No sense in letting that go to waste!

Scrambling back over the side of the tub, I tackle him this time, taking us both into the jello/vodka mixture.

*Do you guys realize what my food and drink bill is every month?* *shakes head and laughs*



[Edited by Isolde on 03-24-2001 at 09:32 PM]

 

[Alaric]

just desserts

Gather myself up, take an incredible wire-fu leap a la "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon", skid across the floor on my jello-saturated knees, grass skirt streaming out behind me, all the way to the wet bar. Grab a towel in one hand, and the seltzer water spray hose in the other. Fling the towel so that it drapes neatly over his head, protecting him from Imoen's beguiling gaze. At the same instant, the spray from the seltzer hose hits Imoen in the face, forcing her to back away from Neale a few steps.

There, that's all I can do to help you just now, pal. Got a problem of my own to deal with. I fish around under the baar for a minute, and come up with a plunger and a pair of fur-lined manacles. I turn to face the dastardly Isolde, once again armed and ready to do battle. "Come here, little girl. I've got a present for you." [innocent smile]

 

[Isolde]

"Little Girl!?...oh you have just pushed your luck, mister!"

Then my eyes fall on the manacles and plunger. "Ummm...what exactly are you going to do with those?

Backing away from Alaric, I soon bump into the edge of the tub. "Now...now...we dont want to do anything rash, now do we? It's the jello talking thats all!"

Looking with pleading eyes to Imoen. "Help me out here will ya? Grab the remote and push a button...any button!"

 

[Moonlight_33]

sits back and watches, saying and doing nothing.

 

[Isolde]

Oh no you dont, Moonlight..you started this button pushing thing..you get in here and help us!

 

[Moonlight_33]

j

 

[Moonlight_33]

But i got this new pretty white dress.....and, and, and....

 

[Isolde]

*Arrrrggghhhh* Hurry and throw me the remote or I will make sure the next button I push opens up the trap door in the floor that holds the mud for the mud wrestling!

 

[Toku]

White dress?

Who said white dress? I don't see a white dress?
#pulls a lever, more blueberrypies come falling down, covering Moonlight#
Sorry dear, I couldn't resist. Now where were those handcuffs?

 

[Moonlight_33]

Oh bugger, now look what you did. Do you have any idea how hard this is going to be to wash out? You do realize of course that this is war......prepare to be drowned in icecream.

*hits the switch marked soft serve*

 

[Neale]

A wave of cold, wet splashes me, freeing me from Imoen's spell (btw, Alaric: remind me to thank you properly for rescuing me from this particular briar patch Really, it won't hurt TOO much...

"Ha! Your wiles are no match for... now, just stand back... no fair re-wiling me, dammit!" Imoen just smiles, and bites her lower lip a little. "Coffee, huh?" I ask, brain shutting down once more under her onslaught. "Hokay."

[Edited by Neale on 03-26-2001 at 06:45 PM]

 

[Moonlight_33]

Dare i ask what the handcuffs are for?

*thinking back to another life time*

There was this one time, at band camp.....

Or was that bondage camp? Damn all this food is giving me a sugar rush. AAAHHHHH!!!!!!!

 

[Imoen]

Neener, neener!

I smile victoriously. < to Alaric> I slip the aforementioned remote out of Neale’s hand and casually toss it to Isolde with a wink and a grin.

Coffee it is. Do you take that with sugah or cream?


*LOL @ Moonlight* Girl you crack me UP! <mimics> There was this one time… at band camp.

 

[Isolde]

Pauses to throw a glare at Imoen. "It's about time! Sheesh..."

Turning to Alaric, I grin and hold the remote above my head and push a button. "Here's one we didnt get to, darlin."

From the ceiling, a river of honey pours down onto his head and covers him in sticky sweetness, then a bucket full of feathers follow to stick to the honey.

Mouth drops open and I begin to laugh. I cant stop and I slip in the jello mess, going down and falling hard into it. I still cant stop laughing and I sputter as I drink some of the vodka mixture.

"That is sooo funny!," Grinning at him,"It looks even better than the tube top and skirt!"

 

[Neale]

Sweet defeat...

Both, please...

But no honey...

And definitely no feathers!

*ROFLMAO*

 

[Neale]

[Edited by Neale on 04-01-2001 at 11:34 AM]

 

[Moonlight_33]

WOW, that guy gets around.

*shaking her head in wonder*