"Shadows of the Past", Part Eight
Written by M. H. Torringjan
MSTed by G. A. Curtis Wildcat

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>        Hello, all!  It's me again! (I can hear the people running
>screaming from the room now)  Anyway, I'm writing about characters
>which aren't completely mine.

DC: The arms and shoulders certainly aren't; they're still stuck in
contract negotiations.

>Some are, but the rest are owned by Naoko Takeuchi and others, who
>are too countless to name.

Wildcat: (Dracula-voice) Two Counts less?  That's it?  Hire me and
DC; we'll take the job.  Bleh.

>        I'm almost finished with this story, you can get off the
>edges of your seats now.  I've been told that at some times I
>romanticize too much and at other times not enough.

DC: Too much.
LC: Not enough.
Wildcat: Whatever.

>I hope that you all can forgive this considering that this is the
>first time that I've released my stuff on a wide band.

LC: We'll forgive you.
DC and Wildcat: Will not!
LC: My compatriots, however, outnumber me.

>Now, I'll get on with it.  I've also been considering writing it
>so that I have to lengthen it out to one more part.  This would
>only be used if the need arises, so don't get your hopes up.

DC: Trust me.  We won't.

>Shadows From the Past
>By: M. H. Torringjan
>

LC: The author.  Thank you very much.

>Part Eight: The Final Showdown
>
>       Rubeus looked up from his work.  He had been preparing the
>subjects for the transformation into the Super Shadow Warrior.

DC: (Rubeus) No, no, no!  Put your heart into it!  Laugh like you
mean it!

>His plan would have to take place soon.  The Scouts were wising up
>to him, and they'd probably do everything in their power to stop
>him.

LC: Always take a kitchen sink with you.

>With that new and improved Mars, they might not have much of a
>problem, too.  He really hoped that they would.

Wildcat: Guess Rubeus has a death wish.

>       As Rubeus began to mutter a spell, a servant Droid knocked
>on the door.
>       "Yes?" Rubeus said.

Wildcat: (Droid) There's a "Luke Skywalker" here to see you, sir.

>        "We have someone here to see you," the Droid said
>mechanically.  He threw one of the Carriers in, the one called
>Greg.  Greg looked brave, but Rubeus could sense the fear in the
>back of his mind.

LC: I suppose singing "Don't Worry - Be Happy" would be a little
overrated in this situation...

>        "I'd like to offer you an agreement.  You let us go, and
>the Scouts won't kill you.  I have seen the future and what it
>holds for us all.  If you let us go, I'll probably be able to

Wildcat: ...get yourself captured again?

>convince the Scouts to not kill you," the spokesperson said.  In
>the back of his mind, he thought the phrase, "As if I'd need to."

DC: (Darth Vader) The Scouts have sent me here to personally repay
you for your treachery.

>        "So, you think that begging and plea bargaining will get
>you out of dying?" Rubeus said with a maniacal grin on his face.
>He directed a small flow of dark energy towards Greg,

Wildcat: (sarcastic) He can't tell the difference between a plea
and a veiled threat?  I hope he doesn't donate his brain to science.

>sending it through his body in the form of pain.  Greg screamed
>out in a display of how dominant Rubeus was over the boy's mind and
>body.  Rubeus laughed as the servant Droid returned and removed the
>quivering pile of flesh and bones that was Greg.

LC: (Rubeus) I wonder how long I have to smile and laugh like
this...my face is getting tired.

>        "Hmph!  The thought of me bargaining with my own
>prisoners," Rubeus grumbled as he turned back to his desk.  There
>was another knock at the door, and a sentry Droid entered.

(DC reaches over, picks up the ceiling tile that nearly fell on
Razor earlier, and punches it into dust)
Wildcat: (Rubeus) Greg!  I thought you---oh, it's you, Jeff.  Sorry
'bout that.

>        "Master, we destroyed a probe a couple of minutes ago.  It
>was demolished before it could send its information back," the
>sentry said.
>        "Good.  Notify me if another one begins heading this way.
>I have a plan."

DC: (Rubeus) Three hours of this Barney the Dinosaur/Aliens
crossover.  This should work.

>        Michael awoke early, before Rigel.  That was an odd
>occurrence, considering the fact that Rigel usually woke him up.
>He reached

LC: Level 6--REM sleep.

>over and shook the dog to wake him up.  Rigel just mumbled
>something about the darned cats and turned over for some more shut
>eye.

Wildcat: (meows angrily) Having those "cat chasing" dreams again,
aren't you?

>        Michael decided to follow the old adage and let Rigel lie.
>He went down stairs and went into the kitchen for some breakfast.

LC: (as Cosgrove from "Freakazoid") I'd like a can of hash and some
coffee.

>His parents weren't out of their room yet (but they must have been
>at some point, because his lunch was already fixed),

DC: Proof that cheese sandwiches can't reproduce.

>so he just got a bowl of cereal.  He went back into his room and
>turned his music on.  It didn't wake Rigel up because he wasn't in
>the room anymore.

Wildcat: It's called "dread".

>Michael took this to his advantage and did some things that Rigel never 
>gave him a chance to do any these days.  He sat down at his
>computer and began writing a story.

LC: (Michael) Hmm...neat crossover idea...Goku vacations in America
and stays at Garfield's house.

>        He mostly liked reading these days, but Ms. Haruna didn't
>like him doing it.  Where he had lived, his Math teacher had let
>him read whenever he had wanted, as long as he got good grades on
>the tests.

DC: Thus setting a good example for all the wannabe geniuses who
want to spend their time *killing* time.

>He spent most of his time at his computer playing games and
>listening to his music when he was at home.  He hadn't watched as
>much TV since they had cancelled his favorite show.

Wildcat: (Space Ghost) The show is "Cartoon Planet", and now it's
history!

>        He put on his new uniform and felt like retching.  He
>didn't like this feature of Japanese culture.  He couldn't hardly
>use his cool clothes with this

DC: Um....what?  Couldn't hardly....um...
Wildcat: Don't hardly know nothing no more, no sir.
DC: Thanks.  I was kinda stuck there.

>crap.  Maybe it would help if he got out more.  He probably would
>be doing just that now that he had met Mina and the rest.  They
>really were the only things that he liked about his new home.

LC: A tree branch, that uniform, and a match ought to lower the
heating bills, Michael.

>        He missed his old friends sometimes, the ones from his old
>school.  Especially Eustace, a hot-tempered, drug-adict friend of

Wildcat: ---Courage.
DC: (Eustace) Stupid dog!

>his with a speech impediment, Kirstey, the former member of his
>"group", and Mikey, the slow-tempered, quick-witted one of the
>group.

LC: Zeppo and Groucho.  In that order.

>He wouldn't miss, though, the rest of the people of the bus.  He
>wished that he had been old enough to own a car.  Well, to drive
>it, at least.

Wildcat: The Ford Quake, starting at $1,000 for Michael.  Use only
off-road.

>        He would miss Bob, his friend from Boy Scouts, and Angie, a
>girl whom he had had a crush on after he had broken up with his
>first girlfriend.

LC: Well, I'm just glad that being a Boy or Girl Scout isn't a
prerequisite to his current assignment.
DC: Hey; we wouldn't have to worry about droids again, right?  The
Scouts would have them outnumbered!

>But, that was all behind him now.  He had other priorities now;
>Scout priorities.  It was tough having to deal with those priorities
>while maintaining a normal life.  He wished that he could tell his
>parents so that he could just have done with it.

Wildcat: (as parent) I don't care if you have to save the world
from evil; get in here and brush your teeth!

>        As he listened to the radio, the DJ called out a contest
>with the prize being a couple of passes to a music concert of a
>band that both Michael and Mina liked.

LC: The Cure?
Wildcat: AC/DC?
DC: Hanson?

>Luckily, the questions were of a subject which he knew very well,
>the Sailor Scouts.  He called up the number and was the eighth
>caller.

Wildcat: (DJ) Ooh, I'm sorry, but you're one caller short.
DC: (frantic) Redial!  Redial, quick!
Wildcat: (DJ) Wait a second....you ARE the eighth caller.  Sorry
'bout that.
DC: Whew.

>        "Can you tell me the color of the bow that is always seen
>in Sailor Venus's hair?" the DJ asked him.  Michael answered red.
>Mina always wore that bow, but it got on his nerves.  "What Scout
>has the bubble attack?"

Wildcat: Brains or ability?  Moon or Mercury?

>Michael answered Mercury.  Two questions down, three to go.
>"Who is the newest Scout?"

LC: Like asking Serena what the color "black" looks like.

>He answered Europa.  "What new item does one Scout have which was
>used in battling a monster the other night?"  He answered that Mars
>had a new suit of armor.  "All right, for the final question, what

DC: ...does Sailor Moon's hair look like?

>is the name of the caped figure who comes to get the Scouts out of
>a jam from time to time?"  Michael paused for a moment.  He hadn't
>met this person before.

Wildcat: Um, Tybalt Capulet?  No, wait...

>        "Tuxedo Mask," Rigel said from the door.  Michael relayed
>the answer to the DJ and was given the prize.  The tickets would
>be delivered later that day to his parents.  "What are you
>thinking?

LC: (Rigel) Here's mud in your eye.

>Do you have time to go to that concert?"  He hadn't known what
>Michael was on the radio for.

LC: So you purposely helped out your protege when you meant not to.
I'm missing the logic here, Rigel.

>        "I think so, Rigel.  It's not like you won't be able to
>reach me or anything.  You know where that place is, or at least
>the others do.  If anything comes up, you can just call Mina on
>the communicator."

Wildcat: (Groucho Marx) Send reinforcements!  If you can't manage
that, send two more women!
(DC makes a honking noise)
Wildcat: (Groucho) Make that *three* more women!

>        "Michael, I've been very disappointed with you of late.
>Before we moved, you would do what I said like you're supposed to.
>Now, you have done nothing but spite me.  You are to fall in line

LC: ...and get things squared away.

>now!  It might help if I was to ban you from going to that
>concert."

(DC hisses at Rigel)
Wildcat: What, and waste perfectly good tickets?  I'll take them if
you don't want them.

>        "No, Rigel, it will not!  I am very capable of taking care
>of myself and my Sailor business, and I am going to that concert!
>That's that!  No more discussion, so there!"

DC: (mutters) I think I like Mikey the best in here.
LC: (nods) And with good reason; the other Goonies would've been
toast by then.
DC: (deadpan) ....Uh-huh...

>        Michael stormed out of his room to get his books and his
>lunch.  He slammed the door on his way out and walked down the
>street, grumbling to himself as he went.  On his way, he stopped at
>a sports store.  Mina's birthday was soon, and he would have to buy

LC: ...a basketball, since she really loves that game.
Wildcat: (Marv Albert) Michael Cross for two....yes!

>her something nice.  It was a small store, with not much of a
>selection.  He decided to come back when he had some money.  Even better, 
>he would bring Mina there to let her pick out her own gift.

Wildcat: Like that mouth guard that was mentioned earlier.

>        He got to school with five or so minutes until the final
>bell rang, so he went around to try and find Serena and Amy.  They
>would probably be together if Serena was actually on time today.

DC: Getting your hopes up?  Where's the ceiling?

>He doubted that it was the case, though.  He just went to sit down
>and do some reading until the bell rang.

Wildcat: (Michael) "Stormtroopers are your friends.  Swagger like a
trooper".  Hmm.  I think Palpatine's trying to tell me something
here...

>        He didn't feel like taking a test in geography, but he had
>to.  If he didn't, he would get a bad grade.  That would not be
>cool, he thought to himself.  He wondered what his mother had fixed
>for his lunch,

LC: A hero sandwich?

>and he peeked in his bag.  There was a tuna salad sandwich

DC: Already fixed, so there's no chance of it reaching the gene
pool.

>and some chips with a couple of cookies for dessert.  Not exactly
>the most nutritious meal, but it tasted so good.  He just hoped
>that Serena wouldn't ask for some.

DC: (a little TOO cheerful) Helloooo!  What's the special for today?
LC: Nice impersonation.
DC: (smug) Thanks.

>        The phone at Lita's apartment rang and Jennifer answered
>it.  It was the arcade, and they wanted her to go to work that day.
>Good, she thought, omething to do.
>        She hung the phone up and got ready to go out.  She had

Wildcat: ---a huge headache, and she wanted to take it out on
somebody.

>been looking forward to working with Chad and Andrew since she had
>met them the other day.  The arcade was nice, too.  Raye would
>probably have liked the job herself.  Jennifer walked out the door,
>locking it behind her and leaving a note for Lita.

Wildcat: (reading note) "I left the load of towels in the dryer.
Just be careful not to close yourself in there by accident."
DC: (mutters) And people think *I'm* dark....

>        She arrived at the Arcade after a long bus ride and a short
>walk from the bus stop.  Andrew and Chad welcomed her into the
>place as though she was family, which made her job more enjoyable.
>Of course, her workplace being an arcade, all she had to do was

DC: ---clear the High Score tables every two hours.
LC: (as random kid) Okay, I know I didn't get only 1000 points
at "Centipede" yesterday...

>hand out prizes, tokens, and make sure that no one got out of
>order.  Andrew had worked at the Crown Game Center before it had
>been trashed a couple of days before.  He had gotten fired by his
>own relatives and was forced to go to the Tiara center.

LC: I kinda feel sorry for him.
DC: (chuckles darkly) Think of it as his own small revenge against
his relatives.
(Wildcat glares at him and hisses)

>        The day passed slowly, as it always did, with only one or
>two fights taking place in front of the change machine and the claw
>game.  Andrew had handled them, showing the two trainees, neither

LC: ---of them graduates...

>of who had worked at an arcade before, how to handle that
>situation.

DC: (Andrew) Take this hammer, and---
**SMACK**
Wildcat: (rubs the back of his hand) Enough, DC.

>        She was talking with Andrew at lunch time, and he somehow
>deduced that she knew the Sailor Scouts.

LC: (Andrew) Your daughter still had that tiara when she
de-transformed.

>        "Don't worry," he told her after noticing her nervousness.
>"I know who they are, too.  Lita told me not to tell anyone.  Like
>I said, I worked at the Crown Game Center, and that's where I found
>out."

Wildcat: (Andrew) Demolition charges were free!

>        "Oh, that's nice!" Jennifer said.  "I'm Raye's mother, and
>I found out just recently, too."

LC: The joy shocker of truth.

>        "I thought that I heard once from Raye that her mother was
>dead," Andrew said.

DC: (Jennifer) She is?  I'd like to meet her.

>        "Well, I'm here, so you must have heard wrong.  Now, get
>over it and let's get back to work."  She thought that she heard
>Andrew mutter something about knowing where Raye got her attitude
>from while they clocked back in.

Wildcat: Yeah.  DNA is a wonderful thing, isn't it?

>        Serena sat eating her lunch when she saw Rigel sitting in
>the brush where he usually was at about that time.  The thing about
>it was that he usually had bad news when he was there.

DC: Good news comes during coffee break.

>She walked over to him to make sure that he wasn't being Mister
>Bringer of Bad Tidings.

LC: Miss Preventer of Bringer of Bad Tidings.

>        "Serena, why are you coming over here?" Rigel asked.
>        "I just want to check in with you," Serena answered.  "Make
>sure that nothing's wrong."

Wildcat: Too late for that, Serena.

>        "Nothing's wrong with me.  I'm just here to make sure that
>nothing goes wrong with you all."

DC: (Rigel) Dog next door was yapping at the guy he's lived with for
the past eight years.

>        "I think that we can take care of ourselves without you
>watching over us.  Luna never did it, and we were fine.  Why don't
>you just go off and do whatever it is that dogs do when their
>owners aren't around."

LC: Watch Bob Barker.
DC: No, no.  General MacArfur.
Wildcat: (sarcastic) "Cujo", mayhaps?
LC and DC: Skip it.

>        Rigel grudgingly complied, grumbling something the whole
>way that he went about Michael and his friggin' individuality
>complex that had shown itself that morning.

LC: Complain about overprotective guardians, become individual.

>Serena wondered what he was on about, so she went to see if
>Michael knew.
>        "Michael, is there something wrong with Rigel?  He went off
>in a bad mood," Serena said.

Wildcat: (Michael) Dad slipped medicine into his dog food this
morning.

>        "Well, not much.  We just got into a fight this morning
>when I won a contest on the radio for free concert tickets,"
>Michael replied.

DC: The radio broke down under the strain.

>        "I heard that on the radio.  I was laughing about it all
>the way to school.  Imagine, the coincidence that someone would use
>us in their trivia questions."

Wildcat: And the fact that you're so popular that the Internet
probably has its own Sailor Scout telephone directory.

>        "Yeah, well, he said that I didn't have enough time to go
>to the concert, and I yelled at him because I just wanted to go.
>I was going to take Mina to it."
>        "When is it?" Lita asked.

LC: On days that end with the letter "y".
(Wildcat's ear twitches)
LC: (chuckles lightly) Just kidding.
(Wildcat calms down)

>        "It's tomorrow night."
>        "Are you sure, though that we won't have any action?"
>        "You can call Mina's communicator.  By the way, I still
>want one of those."

DC: (Lita) Sorry, but you have to pay $20 for it like everyone
else.

>        "If you're going to be doing this sort of thing often, then
>it might be a good idea to give you one soon," Amy said.
>        "But anyway, let's talk about something more interesting.

Wildcat: "Something more interesting" got fired this morning.

>How do you think that you did on the geography test?"
>        "I think that I did well on it, except for the fact that I
>didn't study," Amy said.

LC: Has that ever stopped you?

>        "You didn't study?  Were you sick last night or something?"
>Michael asked with a laugh.
>        "No, I just didn't have the time to."

DC: (snide) Amy not having time to study.  That's like Garfield not
having time to eat.

>        "I didn't do too well," Serena interjected.
>        "Yeah, and did you study?" Lita asked.
>        "I got a little in, but I mostly couldn't because Rini and
>Sammy kept on bothering me.  I ended up literally tossing them out
>of my room."

Wildcat: Serena's been working out recently.

>        "I studied, even after my tennis game with Mina," Michael
>said.  "I just got to bed at about midnight.  That's another thing
>that ticked Rigel off at me.

LC: The fact that you still got up an hour early for school?

>That I wasn't budgeting my time efficiently enough.  I was doing
>fine, though, I thought.  As long as I get everything done that I had
>to."

DC: Of course Rigel doesn't know anything about time.  One minute
for him equals seven, for crying out loud!

>        "Amen to that," Lita said.  "I'm the same way.  I had
>things to do last night, and I was up late doing them.  I was
>hardly able to stay up during class."  She yawned demonstratively.

Wildcat: (Lita) Anyone got any dental floss?

>As she looked around, she came face to face with Melvin.  He was
>there to talk to Michael.

DC: If Michael had a few less IQ points, this would be "Revenge of
the Nerds" all over again.

>        "Hey, Mike, how did you do on the test?"
>        "I think that I did fine," Michael replied.
>        "Yeah, I did well, but I wasn't doing as well as usual.

DC: Got 60 points intstead of 61?

>But that's not why I came over.  I was wondering if you would help
>me study for the next algebra test."  His words sounded forced.

LC: As much as any speech coming out of Melvin's mouth would be
forced.

>        "Wait, YOU?  Asking ME to be YOUR tutor?  Oh, this is rich!
>Everyone, this has been declared a national holiday!  Melvin needs
>a tutor!"

DC: Ladies and gentlemen, Melvin Day.  Leave your schoolbooks at the
door.

>He thought that he heard a couple of rogue laughs from the
>surrounding classmates.  He always drew attention when he started
>acting (up).

(DC laughs.  Wildcat chuckles weakly.  LC looks at them,
disgruntled)
Wildcat: As opposed to acting down.

>        "You know, Michael, you don't have to rub it in.  It's my
>parents' idea.  I don't want a tutor, but my parents say that I've
>been performing below their standards in school of late."

DC: (Melvin) Less than 100%, but isn't that true with most
people anyways?

>        "Sorry, I get carried away with myself at times.  Sure,
>I'll be your TUTOR.  When do you want the first session to be?"
>        "How about tomorrow night?" Melvin whispered, as if he
>didn't want anyone else to know that he was being tutored.

LC: In the middle of a baseball game?  Are you kidding?

>        "Sorry, Mel, but tomorrow's not good for me.  I've got
>some concert tickets that I intend to use with my girlfriend."
>        "How about tonight, then?" Melvin suggested.

LC: (Michael) Have to buy a jackalope.  Sorry.

>        "Let me check with my secretary.  Lita, do I have anything
>planned for tonight?"

Wildcat: (pinches his nose) Jus' a moment, pleeas.

>        "How should I know?" Lita asked.  "I'm not your secretary,
>either."
>        "I was kidding.  I can handle tonight.  How does five
>sound?"

DC: (mock-surprise) Five hours?
**SLASH**
Wildcat: (retracts his claws) I don't like him any more than you
do, but could we please stop mocking him?
(DC starts reassembling the seat next to him, grumbling.  LC
slowly nods, silently agreeing.)

>        "Sounds good to me," Melvin said.  He walked off in the
>direction that he had come.
>        "That boy's too self-conscious.  He needs to lighten up."
>They continued talking amongst themselves,

LC: Probably talking about air and what not, considering how quickly
subjects change.

>until Ms. Haruna called the class in to the classroom.
>        "Central, come in!" Luna said as she, Artemis, and Rigel
>sat in the communicator room,

DC: ---munching on microwave popcorn. (finishes putting the seat
back together and sits back down)

>waiting for an update on the situation.  A reply came a couple of
>moments after Luna sent the request.

(Wildcat imitates a busy signal)
DC: Bad time for Central to order a pizza.

>        "We're here, Luna.  We've been sending probes out all day
>long, and only one was able to send back information, and that was
>a couple of minutes ago.  The Super Shadow's coming your way, and
>will be there in approximately five hours.

DC: (Central) But until then...*Let's Polka!*
LC and Wildcat: Let's not.

>You've got to have the Scouts at the remains of the Temple at
>that time.  We think that you'll be able to go into the portal
>before it closes and get to Rubeus's base."

LC: (Central) Of course, you could always anger someone cute.
I hear the Mallet Express is the quickest transportation there is.

>        "What about the Droids?  With those odds, we'll be toast
>within ten seconds after we get there."
>        "We've found a way for you to get in without being noticed
>by the guards.  It'll take skill, though."

(LC looks at the others questioningly.  The others just shrug their
shoulders and resume watching)

>        "Well, that leaves Serena out of the strike force," Rigel
>said.  He quieted down after receiving a nasty look from the other
>two.

(DC snickers)
Wildcat: Serena, the Teenage---nah.  That's too much of a pun, even
for me.

>        "No, Rigel, all of you will be required, even Tuxedo Mask,"
>the reporter said.
>        "Who is this Tuxedo Mask, anyway?" Rigel asked.  "I've
>heard of him, but I've never met him.

LC: Enter Rico Suave.

>Sure, he's the one who always helps you guys out of jams, but where
>has he been in the past couple of days?"

Wildcat: Getting his tuxedo tailored.
(LC hums "Sharp-Dressed Man")

>        "We haven't been in any jams, as such, now have we?" Luna
>said.  "We'll get him there on time."
>        "Good, now, on the subject of the Planet Crystals, that is
>your next mission after finishing off Rubeus.  We'll need those,

Wildcat: ---to look pretty.

>because they'll give you that final boost that you need to complete
>your mission, or defeating the Negaverse for all time."

DC: (reporter) Take your pick.

>        "Yes, well, I for one think that the Scouts are ready for
>it!" Luna said.  "They've come a long way from when they first met.

LC: (Luna) Serena now butters the bread *after* she toasts it.

>Serena doesn't whine as much, Raye doesn't fight with Serena as
>much..."
>        "And yet, Lita still sees every guy as her old boyfriend,"
>Rigel said.

Wildcat: I feel sorry for Leonardo DiCaprio, in that case.
DC: My heart may go on, but my stomach certainly won't.  Ugh. *

>        "Look, if you're not going to contribute anything to this
>meeting, then go away," Artemis sighed.
>        "I'll hush," Rigel said.  "It's just that these Scouts are
>nothing like what they're supposed to be like."

DC: If you're going to say "mature"....

>        "And what are they 'supposed to be like?'" Luna asked.
>        "They're supposed to be more dedicated to being a Scout
>than shopping or boys.

(Wildcat starts growling loudly)
LC: Um...you okay?

>They're supposed to get along with each other.  They're supposed
>to be the bravest beings in the solar system, if not the universe."

Wildcat: (shouts at full blast) **They're supposed to know when NOT
to take their job seriously, you fun-wrecking mongrel!!!**
(hyperventilates for a second)
LC: (thoughtful) Hmm...from here, Rigel looks more like a purebred
than a mongrel.
(Wildcat nearly facefaults at that remark, but manages to steady
himself and calm down)
DC: (smugly) Wind got taken out of your sails?
Wildcat: Oh, shut up.

>        "You haven't been with them long enough to know them inside
>and out," Luna said.  "They're everything that you just described,
>it's just that they sometimes don't show it.  They can do anything
>that you tell them to, and then some."
>        "I give up," Rigel said, storming out of the communicator
>room.
>        "He just doesn't get it."

LC: You don't eat rice with an ice pick.

>        "Stupid dog," Artemis grumbled as he turned back to the
>screen.  "Central, is that all?" Artemis asked.

DC: (Central) I almost forgot; the polls on our favorite pancakes
are in.

>        "That's it for now," the reporter said.  Artemis turned the
>communicator off as he and Luna went off in search of Rigel.  They
>would have to set that dog straight.  On second thought, it could
>wait until they had finished their mission.

LC: Something tells me that'll have to come sooner than that.

>        Behind them, they heard a loud barking sound.  They turned
>and came face to face with a rapidly-advancing pack of dogs, led by
>Rigel.

Wildcat: And the traditions continue.

>The instant that they saw that the dogs weren't there to
>retrieve a stick that had been thrown, they ran for the nearest
>tree.  They got up it just in time to avoid being ripped in half by
>a blood-thirsty dog.

DC: (random dog) Tree!  Bark!  Bark, bark!

>        "Rigel, what are you doing?" Luna called down as the dogs
>began barking up the tree at them.

Wildcat: (Rigel) Trying to be as cliche' as I can about this!

>        "I'm showing you who's really in charge of the Guardians.
>You two aren't coming down until you say that I'm in charge!" the
>enraged Rigel called up after them.

DC: And I thought Rigel was an idiot before...

>Luna barely heard what he had said over the racket caused by the
>other dogs.  Artemis hadn't caught a word that the dog had said,
>and Luna explained it to him.

(Wildcat and DC hiss at the screen.  LC looks at first them, then at
the dogs, and says just one thing)
LC: (Luna) Kibble.

>        "We're gonna be up here for a while," Artemis said.
>"There's not any real leader of the Guardians, and he wants to be
>it.  Any plans to get out of here?"

Wildcat: Appeal to his taste for power and give him dog food *with*
a jalapena.

>        "Sorry, but there's not anywhere that we can jump to from
>any of the limbs, so we're gonna be up here for a while," Luna
>replied nervously.
>        "So, does that give you any ideas?" Artemis asked wryly.

DC: Well, she could sing "Particle Man", but I don't think that's
what you're looking for.
LC: (chuckles) Now that's a funny mental image.

>        "Only ones that that involve getting out of here and
>getting to the Scouts," Luna replied coldly.  "Let's try this,"
>Luna said.  "We both jump down at the same time as far away as we
>can, then we make a run for it.

Wildcat: (Artemis) Nah, you're just knocking on dogwood.

>If we're lucky, then the dogs'll start chasing one of us, and the
>other can go to the school to catch the Scouts when they come out."

LC: May I suggest hiring the New Jersey Nets?

>        "But this is just in theory," Artemis surmised.  Luna
>nodded acknowledgement.  "It's the best idea I've heard to get us
>out of here."

Wildcat: All points considered, cats still rule.

>        "It's the only one that you've heard," Luna said
>skeptically.
>        "Details, details," Artemis droned.  "Let's do it."

DC: The details, or jumping out?

>        Luna moved to the other side of the tree, where she would
>jump off at.  Artemis moved to the left side of the tree.  "On
>three," Luna said nervously.  "1, 2..."  She paused.

LC: 2.1, 2.2, 2.25...

>        "Well?!" Artemis yelled impatiently.
>        "I don't want to do it."

DC: Learn to overcome your fears.  In other words, don't be such
a coward.
(Wildcat clears his throat)

>        "Shut up and jump!" Artemis yelled, leaping from the
>protective limbs of the tree.  When he landed, he risked a look
>back.  He saw that he had been the only one to jump from the tree.

DC: Ciao.
Wildcat: Uh...
DC: "Bye."
Wildcat: Oh.  It sounded like---
DC: Close but no dessert, Wildcat.

>        "Thank you for sacrificing yourself for the good of our
>mission," Luna yelled as the dogs started following Artemis.  Luna
>jumped out as had been planned and began running towards the
>Scouts' schools.

LC: Time to pull the ol' "stray cat" routine again.

>        "What in the...?!" Artemis yelled as he began running from
>the mob of bloodthirsty dogs.  "Rigel!  Can't we talk this over
>like civilized beings?!"

LC: (thoughtful) "Civilized"?  That's not something you hear every
day.

>        "What's to talk over?  We're gonna pulverize you!" Rigel
>yelled back.  Artemis would have to find a better tree to climb up
>soon, or he would be cat-sausage.  After he got away, Luna would
>pay for this.

DC: Nothing else needs to be said about that, actually.

>        At Serena's school, The group was waiting tentatively while
>the clock ticked its last few minutes away.  She was hoping that
>Haruna wouldn't assign homework for that night.

Wildcat: (Serena) While I'm at it, I wish I had a pet rabbit.
LC: The irony abounds.

>She never did after the bell rang.  Serena would have a free night
>if she didn't have any homework.  She needed some time to relax
>because she hadn't had a good rest in about a week.

DC: Reality knocks, asking for money.

>        "And your homework for tonight..." Haruna said as Serena
>thought about what she would do that night.
>        "Nuts!" Serena sighed upon hearing Haruna assign homeowrk.

Wildcat: Homework's evil sister.

>        "Is there something wrong, Serena?" Haruna asked.  She had
>heard Serena's expression of despair.

LC: (Serena) Oh, nothing....just wanted to catch that "Drew Carrey"
rerun later.

>        "Oh!  No, nothing Miss Haruna," Serena said sheepishly.
>"Man, I don't think that I can take much more of this," Serena
>thought to herself.  "Well, as long as we don't have to fight any
>Nega-monsters..."

DC: Reality took your money and spent it on droids.
Wildcat: Well, they're right when they say that life isn't fair.

>        She looked out the window, longing for the outside world.
>The classroom was getting constricting, and Serena was getting
>energy pent up in her.  Michael was getting the same thing for the
>exact opposite reason.  He wanted to fight something.

(Wildcat lightly punches the air a few times.  LC flinches away from
him)
LC: (Serena; annoyed) What did I do wrong?
Wildcat: (Michael) Nothing.  I just felt like punching somebody.
(DC mutters something that vaguely sounds like "Goodfeathers")

>Either that or go out on a date with Mina.  He would get the latter
>the next night, so he figured that he would stick with fighting a
>monster or stopping a crime, something.  He got such a power rush
>when he used his powers.

LC: Obviously.  Kinda like Tatewaki Kuno's poetry rushes.

>        The bell rang, and Michael and Serena were the first ones
>out the door.  When they got outside, Luna was waiting for them.
>        "Hey, Luna!  What's up?" Serena asked.

(LC glances upward warily)
Wildcat: Don't worry.  The nanites fixed the ceiling.
LC: (settles down) Good.

>        "There's big trouble," Luna replied urgently.  "The Super
>Shadow is coming our way, and we've got to hurry.  Where are the
>others?"

Wildcat: (Michael) Conga line two blocks back.

>        "They'll be out in a minute," Michael said.  "Hey, where's
>Artemis and Rigel?"
>        "They're busy," Luna said.

DC: (Luna) ...taking part in the Tokyo 200.

>        At that minute, Rigel was catching up to Artemis.  By that
>time, the other dogs had tired of the chase and lost interest.
>Artemis had taken a wrong turn and was trapped in a blind
>alleyway.

DC: Huh?  Can't hear you, either.

>        "Now, cat," Rigel said ominously,  "Are you going to turn
>control over to me, or do I have to get mean?"

Wildcat: (Rigel; as Brak) I used to be temporarily insane; now I'm
just stupid.
LC: You need help, Curtis.

>        "Look, dog, we Guardians don't have a leader, we just do
>what Serena or Central Control tells them to so that we can
>complete our mission." As Artemis tried to reason with Rigel, the
>dog lunged for the cat.

DC: In one ear, and out the other.
LC: Artemis's logic, or Rigel?
DC: Whichever.

>Artemis jumped over his head, barely missing the jaws of the dog.
>He made a run for the street and was followed closely by Rigel.
>He turned a corner and saw Darien walking down the street.

Wildcat: He was humming "Kiss From a Rose".

>He ran to Darien, hoping that Darien could provide some protection
>from the dog.

All: (bland) Dogs....can't live with them.

>        As he ran, he tried to get Darien's attention.  "Darien!"
>yelled Artemis.  They and Rigel were the only ones on the street at
>the time.

LC: Jay and Silent Bob were signing autographs on the next street
over. **
DC: (Artemis) Snook to the pooch.
(Wildcat's ears twitch a few times)

>Darien looked as Artemis ran up to him and made a jump for his
>arms.  Darien caught the cat and looked at him.
>        "What's wrong with you, Artemis?" he asked.

Wildcat: (Dilbert) We had to downsize some employees in order to
meet the set quota for talking felines.

>        "That brute of a dog is chasing me," Artmeis responded.
>"You might not know him.  He's our new Guardian pet, Rigel.  Just
>calm him down so that we can get to Raye's school."

DC: (Darien) Okay, but only until then.  After that, I can't
promise anything.

>        As the dog came closer, Darien held out a foot to try and
>stop him.  The dog wasn't able to stop in time and ran into
>Darien's foot.

(Wildcat whistles, then makes a crashing noise.  LC does a
Road Runner impression)

>        "Good one, Darien.  Way to calm him down," Artemis said
>sarcastically.
>        "Sorry, but at least he's not attacking you," Darien
>replied.

LC: Excellent.  Look for the one positive in amongst all the
negatives.

>        Rigel shook off the blow and looked up at Darien and
>Artemis's lofty perch.  He wanted to know why the cat was talking
>to the human.
>        "Who's this shmuck?" Rigel asked.

DC: Hey, hey.  Treat the florist with respect, okay?

>        "Darien, a.k.a. Tuxedo Mask," Darien answered.  "And I
>assume that you're Rigel."
>        "Didn't your little kitty friend tell you that?" Rigel
>said.

Wildcat: Stranger to friend in ten seconds.

>"Look, we need you for this big mission that could turn the tide of
>the whole War with the Negaverse,

DC: Some fabric softener should help with that.

>so if you wouldn't mind, come with us."  Rigel paused.  "And I
>don't suppose you'd consider dropping the cat, would you?"
>Darien shook his head.

Wildcat: On your head, maybe.

>        Darien followed the dog to Raye's school, where she was
>just getting out for the day.  They greeted each other and Artemis
told her of the situation.

LC: (Artemis) Some guy at the clock shop is gonna time out.
Let's take a second.

>        "Yeah!  We're finally gonna take out Rubeus!" Raye said,
>excited.  "Where do we have to go?"
>        "The Super Shadow's coming out at the Temple.  We're going

Wildcat: ---to the "chapel of love".

>to take it out and then go through its portal so that we can get to
>the base.  It'll be a tough battle, but we think that you can all

LC: Take it easy.

>do it.  Well, most of us do anyway," Artemis said, shooting Rigel
>a nasty look.  Rigel stuck his tongue out at Artemis.

Wildcat: Hence the violent raspberry that followed.

>        They left to go to Mina's house, where she would be by
>then.  Artemis knew that she would be sympathetic for him about
>the little incident with Rigel,

DC: ---at least until that cute kid walks past her.

>unless her feelings about his owner clouded her mind about the dog.
>        "What's up, Luna?" Amy and Lita said as they got outside
>the school, noticing the cat sitting there with Serena and Michael.

Wildcat and DC: Whassuuppp?!  Blehhh?!  Ahhh?!
(The two of them break into momentary hysterics, while LC just
shakes his head)
LC: (quietly) First the frog, and now this.

>        "We've got to hurry to the Temple.  The Super Shadow's
>going to strike now, and we're going to stop it.  This'll give us
>an opening on Rubeus's base, so we're going to take it."
>        "The base?  But what about the droids?" Amy asked.

Wildcat: (as Han Solo) We need them to talk to the Falcon and find
out what's wrong with the hyperdrive.

>        "They will be taken care of, or at least that's what we've
>been told," Luna said.  "We've got to go now, or we'll be too
>late."
>        They rushed off in the direction of the Temple, hoping that
>they would be able to get there in time.

DC: You know, I really hate those rush-hour traffic jams.

>
>        "Mina!" Artemis called as he entered his owner's room.  She
>was in the middle of doing her homework.
>        "What's up, Artemis?  Is there trouble?" Mina asked.

LC: Have Tim ask Lassie the same question.

>        "Nothing gets past you," Artemis said.  "We've got to get
>to the Temple NOW." Artemis went on to explain their plan and how
>they intended to pull it off.

Wildcat: Since we already know what it is, we don't need to hear
it, right?
LC: That's the idea.
Wildcat: (sighs) So much for details.

>"We've got to hurry.  If your clock's right, then we've only got
>about fifteen minutes."  They ran outside to where Darien, Raye,
>and Rigel awaited their return, and the whole group rushed down the
>street at top speed.

LC: (Mina) I wonder if I should've told him that I forgot to adjust
for Daylight Savings Time.

>        The sky was already beginning to get darker, as if it knew
>what was about to happen, and everything was quieting down,
>including the traffic.  By the time that they got to the Temple,

Wildcat: ---the traffic was tired of staying quiet and decided to
stage an official protest.

>the others were there and a small black point had appeared in
>mid-air where the Shadow Warrior would emerge to give the city a
>taste of its power.

DC: Shades of Akane.

>The world was silent, calmly awaiting its fate.

LC: What?  Garlic Jr.'s back *again?*

>        "Scouts, transform!" Luna commanded as the portal widened.
>        "Mercury Power!"
>        "Jupiter Power!"
>        "Venus Power!"

All: (as various Scouts) By the power that's insanime, I summon you,
Shenron!

>        "Europa Power!"
>        "Mars Power Transformation!"
>        "Moon Crystal Power!"
>

DC: Silver Screen Activation!

>        The Scouts stood and watched as Darien donned his cape,
>tux, and mask in preparation for the coming battle.

Wildcat: (as MiB's Jay) The difference between you and me?  I make
this suit look good.

>He smelled a rose to pass the time waiting for the Shadow
>Warrior.  Moon stood by him in anticipation.  She wished that he
>hadn't broken up with her for so many reasons,

Wildcat: (as Popeye) Females is fickle! (chuckles)

>being able to work together being one.  It pained her so to have to
>love him from a distance.

DC: (huffy) That's what "Sprint" is for, isn't it?
Wildcat: (upset; monotone) So much for sympathy.

>       Then, the portal was large enough to let the Shadow Warrior
>through.  At first sight, it was like nothing that the Scouts had
>ever seen.

LC: And that's saying quite a bit.

>It was as tall as the Juggernaut, had large ears, was wearing a
>blue shirt and red pants, and looked like what Serena remembered
>the creatures from the movie "Gremlins" looked like.  It took one
>look around the battle field and ran straight for the Scouts.

DC: (skeptical) She saw "Gremlins"?
LC: They're cute, but they multiply like rabbits.
Wildcat: (nervous) Uh-oh.  Scary mental image.

>        "I've got the first lick in," Mars called out.  "Mars
>Explosion, Blast!"  The resulting explosion threw the Shadow
>Warrior to the ground on top of what had been the Sacred Fire Room
>in the Temple.

Wildcat: Convenient place to put a stick of ACME Dynamite.
LC: (deadpan) Wile E. Coyote.  Genius.

>        "I'm next," Europa said.  "Europa Earth, Drop!"  A ball of
>earth fell on the grounded creature, pinning it momentarily.  It
>just pushed the earth off of it and pointed a finger at the Scouts.

DC: (Shadow Warrior) In the name of the Negaverse, I will punish
you!

>From that finger shot a series of energy blasts that could rival
>Jupiter's best on a good day.  The Scouts were knocked backwards
>and only stopped when they hit something stationary.

Wildcat: A box of envelopes.
LC: That's stationary with an "a", Wildcat.
Wildcat: (sarcastic) Ooh, my bad.

>        "Europa, that didn't seem like a good idea," Venus said.
>Before anyone could do anything else, the creature picked up a
>large boulder from Europa's attacks and threw it at the Scouts.
>Europa waved his hand, and it disappeared before it hit anyone.

DC: (Europa) Hi, everyone.  Nice to see you here.

>        This didn't seem to make the monster very happy, so it ran
>full tilt, with all intentions of crushing the Scouts.  Mars tried

Wildcat: ---charming it?

>to defend them, but was knocked out of its way.  Its main target
>was Moon, who was knocked out of the way at the last instant by

DC: A runaway asteroid?
LC: No, I think I'm going to have to go with Piccolo again on this
one.

>Tuxedo Mask.  It was instead him who was put under the giant foot
>of the monster.  When the monster realized that it had the wrong
>one under its foot, it moved its foot to go for Moon again.

Wildcat: Talk about a one-track mind.

>Tuxedo Mask wasn't badly hurt, but he needed a short break.  Rigel
>took out the black transporter box

DC: Also known as the world's smallest shipping crate.

>which had been given to him by Central Command and used it.
>Tuxedo Mask disappeared in a puff of smoke.
>        "Sailor Moon!" Luna called out.  "Use your healing power!"

LC: (calmly) Behold, the awesome power of "Tums".

>        "Moon Crystal Healing, Activation!" Sailor Moon called out,
>her brooch opening to reveal the Imperium Silver Crystal.

Wildcat: Or the Middle-Class Platinum Ruby.

>The force hit the creature, but did nothing to it.  "It's too
>strong!"  Moon yelled back to her feline friend.

DC: (as Yoda) No!  No stronger!  Only stronger in your mind!

>        "Europa, some help there!" Rigel suggested.  Europa grabbed
>onto Moon's shoulders.
>        "Try it again," Europa suggested to Moon.

LC: (Europa) A quick shoulder massage should restore your strength.
DC: (murmurs) Unless it's the Vulcan Neck Pinch.
(LC's ear twitches.  Wildcat groans)

>        "What difference will it make?" Moon asked.
>        "I'll give you a power boost, and we can combine our powers
>to heal more."
>        "Moon Crystal Healing, Activation!"

LC: The Crystal's feeling fine, so go on and get rid of the
monster.

>The force hit the creature, and this time, an arm fell off.  Before
>it hit the ground, it turned into an unconscious Loni Lenai.
>Mercury rushed over to get her away from the fray.

DC: (Radditz; laughing) Excuse me, has anyone seen my arm?  You
can't miss it; it's green!
Wildcat: Okay, I think we've dug a pit with *that* run-on...

>        "Gross!" Moon exclaimed as she saw the arm fall off.
>        "It comes apart at the seams!" Artemis exclaimed.  "Keep
>bashing away at it!"
>        "Jupiter Thunder Dragon, Zap!" Jupiter said,

DC and LC: (incredulous) "Zap"?
Wildcat: (stifles a snicker) Can't fault them for trying, though.

>letting loose with an electric dragon that hit the monster, sending
>it falling towards the ground.        "Do it again, Moon!" Venus yelled.

LC: Play it again, Sam!
DC: None too sure of details, aren't they?

>        "Moon Crystal Healing, Activation!" Europa gave her a power
>boost, and the other arm fell off.  When it hit the ground, it
>became Hercules the cat.

Wildcat: Consider him disarmed.
DC: (angrily) Boooo!
Wildcat: When all else fails, go with the obvious.

>Moon did it one more time, and the right leg came off, turning into
>the priest.  Moon was too tired to heal any more at that moment,
>and the others took up with the efforts.

DC: Bandages are heavy.

>        "Venus Electrobolts, Slam!" Venus yelled, attacking with
>her electricity attack.

LC: (Jupiter; as John Dennis) The villains will not play my play,
but they steal my thunder!

>The creature was stunned for a moment as it recovered.  It was
>hopping around on one leg now, and every time it jumped, it sent
>a tremor through the ground.

Wildcat: Eh, I give it a 6 on the Richter scale.

>        "Venus!  Jupiter!" Artemis said, summoning them.  "You two
>use your dual attack, the Super Shocker."
>        "Super Shocker!" the two Scouts exclaimed at the same time
>as their two electric attacks combined to form

LC: ---nature's gift to power plants.

>a large ball of energy which flew towards the large creature.
>The creature stood as the wave of pure electricity washed over it.
>It had adapted to the attacks and was only pausing momentarily.

LC: Extreme voltage!

>        "Quick, Moon!  You've got to do something!" Mercury called
>out.  Venus and Jupiter had been sapped of their energy and were
>skulking off the battlefield for a short rest.

Wildcat: "Skulk" is a funny word.
(Wildcat repeatedly mutters "skulk" throughout the next few lines)
DC: (pirate) Fear the pointy end of the King's English, ye skulk!
Arrrgh!

>Sailor Moon took out the Moon Scepter and looked at it.  She
>couldn't use it on the Shadow, or it would kill the Crystal
>Carriers.  She would just have to do some more healing, then.

DC: Uh...yeah. (does a Beavis laugh)
**SLASH**
DC: (grips his shoulder; snaps) Do you know how annoying that is,
Curtis?!
LC: He would've joined in the laughing otherwise, you know.
DC: (maintains his grip) Hmph.  Jerks.

>        "Moon Crystal Healing Activation!"  When the force hit the
>creature, the second leg fell off and reverted to Game Machine Joe.
>Europa rushed to get him off the battlefield as Sailor Moon
>prepared to do another healing.

Wildcat: Bandages?
LC: Check.
Wildcat: Gauze?
LC: Check.
Wildcat: Plastic prop?
LC: Check.
All: *Clear!*

>She hoped that she would be able to carry on like that for
>three more healings.  As if he sensed her need for help, Tuxedo
>Mask reappeared and was at her side, offering her his hand.  Moon
>felt her heart leap

DC: This is how she managed to get the gold medal in the Olympics.
LC: Your shoulder okay?
DC: (nods) Just a reflex on my part.

>as she thought that it might be him returning to her.
>        "This doesn't mean anything," Tuxedo Mask said.  Serena's
>heart sunk at those words.  "It's just for purely professional
>reasons.  Use the attack again."

DC: (low tone) Wah, wah, wahhhhh.

>        "Moon Crystal Healing Activation!"  This time, the lower
>torso fell off, changing into Grandpa.

Wildcat: Move out of the way!  Move---oh, you can't move.  Sorry.

>Moon felt as if the energy required for the attack hadn't been
>taken from her.  When Tuxedo Mask staggered slightly

LC: ---it meant that he's bought enough roses to last him through
the show's entire run.

>she realized that it had been taken from him.  She did it one more
>time, leaving only the head, Grandpa, and Andrew's girlfriend on
>the battlefield.

LC: Every head needs somebody.
(DC and Wildcat turn their heads to stare at him)
LC: What?  It's the truth.
(The others continue watching.  DC mutters something about
obvious punchlines)

>Tuxedo Mask ran as fast as he could in his weakened condition
>to help the two out of the way of the battle.
>        "Luna, we need some help out here!" Sailor Moon called to
>her friends in their hiding places.

Wildcat: (Moon) Stand around and look like a cat.  If he starts to
attack, jump on his head and shed as much fur as you can.

>All three guardians came out of the bushes where they had
>been hiding and their crescent moons started to glow.  A white
>light filled the battlefield, refreshing everyone and injuring the
>head, which was obviously Greg.

DC: And the only smart part of the Super Shadow.

>        "Thanks, Luna!" Venus said as she and the other Scouts
>rejoined the battle.  "We've got one final thing to heal!  Take
>it, Moon!"

Wildcat: I guess Amy isn't the only one considering medicine as a
career.

>        "Moon Crystal Healing Activation!"  The head was hit by the
>healing power and was knocked to the ground, where it stayed for a
>couple of moments before exploding and sending Greg flying through
>the air.  Greg landed against the side of a building, where he hit

LC: ---the bricks, telling them how stupid they were.

>and fell to the ground, unconscious.  Mercury rushed over to him
>and turned her visor on to check him to be sure of his health.

DC: (as mob boss) You shoulda finished the job, Mrs. Mercury.
Gotta send ya to sleep with the fishies.  Heh, heh.
(Wildcat smacks DC upside the head)

>His skull had a major lump on it, but nothing that couldn't be
>healed with time.
>        "Mercury!  We've got to go!" Luna exclaimed as the others
>prepared to go through the portal to Rubeus's base.

LC: Proof that they should put more restrooms in public buildings.

>Mercury decided that Greg would be fine where he was for the
>time being, and joined the others as they stepped through the
>ever-shrinking portal.

DC: (as Kay) For once they check in....
LC and Wildcat: (as Jay) ....they don't check out.

>End of Part eight
>
>Coming soon: Rubeus's Fun House

(Wildcat sings "Send in the Clowns")

>        Well, I didn't want to have to do it, but I've forced
>myself to do so.  I need another part to the story.  I think that
>you can understand (can't you?).  If not, or you just want to talk,
>then E-mail me at: jmh6187@uncwil.edu.  I'll be writing until next
>time, so bye!

(The screen blanks out momentarily as the next part starts to load
up)
LC: (scratches his head) And...that's when?
DC: (as Johnny Mathis) Until the twelfth of never...
Wildcat: You know, I have trouble believing that you two are part
of my personality.
LC: (not really paying attention) That's nice.

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* -- I've heard that song so many times, I've felt like taking my
schoolbag to the radio.  No offense to Celine Dion.

** --- I read a Pizza Cats fanfic once that had Jay and Silent Bob as
guest stars.  I don't like them; it's just that I can't get Jay's
catchphrase out of my head.

Oh, and just for the record, a "snook" is a kind of fish.

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