Chapter 6 in which Sarah and her companions prepare for the next journey and misfortune repeats itself...
You probably know the feeling.
You probably know the feeling.
When you had an enormously busy, exhausting, life-draining day of killing orcs, being chased by dragons and overall, completely reconstructing the events of time.
And you finally are able to sleep and just breathe and rest and lay there in happiness.
It becomes the best thing ever.
It becomes the best thing ever.
See, you get me, reader.
My eyes took their time opening, dim yellow light invading the darkness of my non-vision and the sight infront of me cleared.
I laid there on my side for quite a few long minutes, just staring, waiting for my body to adjust to wakedness.
After these long few minutes, I rolled on over to my back and stared up at the ceiling, taking a delayed deep breath.
Still here.
Still not a dream.
After a few more minutes, my eyes started to wander.
The first instinct I had was to check the time..
However, there was no clock to check the time of.
It suddenly seemed to be a rather silly concept, considering I was now residing inside a time machine.
Before long, my stomach became a jerk and started to rumble.
If you don't know, this is the universal call of the inners that you need to feed the beast, before it feeds on you.
Have I mentioned how much I adore food??
Cuz I adore food. It is my life.
Within a few seconds, I pulled myself up, and brought my legs over the edge.
After doing a little stretch, I arose.
After doing a little stretch, I arose.
The air was a bit too warm for my taste.
I'm personally used to my room being chilled to perfection.
And heat is just not a good thing.
Seeing as how I wasn't really able to look around the room the previous night from being oh-so-tired, I took a look around the room. Again..so plain.
A bed, drab-colored walls, a lamp, desk..and a door.
Yeah...
This needed a change.
I stumbled across the room and opened said door.
Stepping out, all I could see was darkness..I could make out some of the environment, but only in silhouettes.
The air was a little chilly; the sudden change in temperature made me shiver a bit.
So I left the door open to let some of this glory escape into my room. I departed from the edge of my doorway into the dark hall that soon led to the T.A.R.D.I.S. entrance room.
My eyes still couldn't process it.
Continuously, I found myself questioning every dang thing.
Ahead of me was a glowing, wide open space..the control panel at its center.
And any silence was overlapped by the continuous humming sound vibrating off the walls around me.
I took a deep, satisfied breath as I looked around.
I was quite pleased that it was all still there.
However, when I went to bed, I distinctly remember leaving behind an alien time traveler, criminal consultant, clown prince of crime, and a masked terrorist mercenary.
Emptiness was the only present companion.
Under normal circumstances, a missing villain would be a worrisome matter. But since these were not normal circumstances, my only logical conclusion was that they were all asleep.........if they even do sleep.
I've kind've been asking that question all my life, tbh.
No matter. I wanted a chance to look around for myself, anyway. And also a moment of peace, without having to worry about them or what they would do for two seconds.
It was so quiet and transcendent, that I could probably sit and just stare at everything for hours and hours and not get tired.
It was like a dream, being there.
The only word I could possibly use to describe it.
I had been wanting this for my entire life.
All the dreams I did have, though, were nothing compared to this.
My experience has left me questioning everything that's considered so mundane.
Everything now has a deeper meaning.
A more spiritual, extraordinary meaning.
That all things truly do have a purpose.
And this excites me.
All the possibilities..all the impossibilities.
It's quite official. No one would believe me back home.
And I don't want them to. I've never needed other people to understand or believe me.
I separated myself from the ordinary a long time ago.
They can keep ordinary life all they want, that they strive so desperately to uphold...
This is where I belong.
The impossible. The extraordinary. The peculiar.
..
I walked around the room for quite a bit, just staring at every part I could.
Eventually, my curiosity took me somewhere else.
Curious as to where exactly we were.
I didn't feel too comfortable with Master parking us just willy-nilly wherever he wanted, in who knows where. I knew he took us out of Middle Earth, but beyond that, I was clueless.
So I approached the front doors, took hold of both knobs, and casually swung them open.
...unexpectedly, my breath was taken from me.
Beyond me was the unimaginable.
I was in a galaxy. Smack dab inside a galaxy.
Stars filled the air, a large collection of fiery beams of light hovering as a wall far beside me and the T.A.R.D.I.S.
All around, there was both darkness and color...colors I'd never even seen before. The stars were scattered..and they appeared almost as that of pixie dust, flying around slowly, sparkling all things up. And it all was just beautiful..I don't even have the right words to describe it..my breath had been instantly taken away and I felt all the light reflect off my porcelain face, gradually making me grin wide, from ear-to-ear.
None of it..not one bit seemed real.
I couldn't contain myself any longer..I reached in, and I touched what I could. I ran my hands right through the billions of tiny pixie stars..the air felt like water..maybe even lighter.
Like running your hands through feathers or clouds.
As my fingers flew gently across, I heard the distinct sound of tiny bells, that was the most sweetest sound I had ever heard. The stars instantly scattered upon contact and flowed tranquilly away as the T.A.R.D.I.S. drifted backwards further and further. As my eyes looked up, I poked through an above passing reddish cloud..I could imagine this was probably one of those gassy things.
The texture made it feel as if it wasn't even there.
Rather abruptly, I got a real idiotic idea..and I held on to both edges of the doorway..and puffed myself straight out into the spacey atmosphere.
By Joe..I could breathe.
Realizing this, I smiled and closed my eyes.
I almost felt like I was flying.
It was all I could do, tightening my grip on the edges, from not jumping right out and floating around amongst the beauty the universe had to offer.
Almost like jumping into a giant swimming pool.
No, instead, I just stood there..and stood there...and stood there..embracing the incredible magical moment and how do you all have lives when space is right above you, pft, gosh, get out and suffocate in the great outer space, see all the beauty and die won't you, pfffftttfttftfttftt... #WorthIt
"Sightseeing, are we?"
Immediately, I jolted, snatched both the doors, slammed them closed, and zoomed myself around, in a matter of only two seconds. I was now huddling my back against the two hunks of wood.
I blinked repeatedly, holding completely still, as I now faced the Master.
He stood before me, looking quite amused by my alarmed reaction, hands stuffed in his pants pockets.
Awwwwwkkkkwwwaaaarrrddddd.
"......I was just..." I tilted my head. ".....lookinngggg for you, actually."
His brows lifted.
I straightened myself up.
"But you guys were sleeping.....or y'know....whatever it is you villains do when you're not..killing people."
I chuckled rather nervously.
More awkward silence.
I shifted, uncomfortably.
Say something, darn you.
"........I'm a bit hungry.....anything to eat?"
Yes, I was trying to distract him from his super crazy creepy judgmental stare-down.
Also, I was actually hungry.
Before another word could be uttered, he jerked his head to behind us, giving the action little effort.
"Get the others. We'll make a stop and find something to eat."
My shoulders automatically tensed and I slightly nodded, quickly proceeding to pass him.
"How long is this going to go on?"
I halted. Slowly, I looked back...and so did he.
"--Your little adventures...until we get what we want?"
My chest tightened as yet another awkward silence ensued..I found myself standing up all the way, straightening my spine, as I blinked my watery eyes, tightening my fists.
Without any more words, I turned right back around and left the unanswered Timelord, silently and shakily returning to the hallway.
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Skipping to after I snatched the others, Master had taken the T.A.R.D.I.S. to an undisclosed location, and all of us were eventually piled infront of the doors, itching to get out.
I did a sleepy stretch, muttering gibbery sort've words, and let my head softly fall against Bane's arm, who didn't seem to mind at all. I wasn't about to do this with the clown, and ESPECIALLY not to River Dance.
As the Master got things all set behind us, the boys, still a bit drowsy themselves, continuously rushed him over and over, which included either nasty insults, quickened claps, and bitter yelling right in my ear.
Rest assured, I did wind up kicking Jim for his rudeness and this really made my morning.
"So where is it you've taken us, my dear Timelord?" I questioned as politely as possible as he was finally ready and steady approaching us.
"No where special, I can tell you that."
He skimmed past us and proceeded to open the doors, revealing a bright light from the other side.
I peeked my little head from behind him and soon found myself leaping ahead of the others, past the doorway, only to wind up stopping to gaze at the sight ahead of me.
Eventually Bane, Jim and Joker positioned themselves beside me and I felt a brush from behind as I heard the doors close.
"..Just a small town in an alternate dimension, that has every single thing we need for incredibly cheap prices."
EVERYTHING WE NEED FOR CHEAP PRICES?
I NEED A TRACK FOR THIS STORY'S BACKGROUND MUSIC, YES, I'M MAKING THIS A THING. DUE TO IT BEING HAPPY AND MATCHING MY MOOD-- and I will stop screaming now --I have selected "Mr. Blue Sky" by E.L.O., cuz yes.
This is the beat of that town.
My eyes widened in excitement as I could see all the different shops ahead of us, and I was grinning like a chimp...especially when the Master told me I could "get whatever" I liked.
Cuz so much yes.
. . . . .
SHOPPING SPREEEEEEEEEEE
Tell ya what; those four may be crooks, but they sure know how to treat a girl!
And yes, I know, you're wondering if they used money, or just went ahead and stole everything.
But fear not; I let no such crime happen in my presence.
They used dough for all the things.
But as the Master mentioned, the prices were shockingly low, and I loved it.
Lemme tell ya. This trip was an adventure in it's own right.
So lemme take ya on a short little journey.
We did everything. I'm not even kidding.
First and foremost, we ate. Oh, yes!
The beauty of a town had all the best restaurants my world had to offer..even ones that's time had expired.
So take comfort in the knowledge that the first place I stopped at was Pizza Hut.
While Bane went out and rented a huge drivable cart for us, I roosted with the others inside and devoured a whole pan of pizza like a ravenous wolf.
WORDS CAN NOT EVEN SCRATCH THE SURFACE OF THE INEXPLICABLE JOY I FELT TASTING THE LEGENDARY CHEESY SAUCE BREAD.
I'm being completely honest with you, I really did consume a whole pan.
And we may or may not have walked out of there with 15ish pizzas in our possession..
Pft, cuz a life without pizza? #NeverAgain
The next thing we did was hop on the cart and drive the heck straight for a giant soda fountain that made my eyes water from all the beauty that is Pepsi. It was as if this town was meant for me.
*consumes all the soda*
I do believe I got a tad bit tipsy from all the glorious soda I drowned myself in.
Can't even remember how many bottles I had. I lost count a long ways before at 12.
Next place we hit was a marvelous little drugstore that had all kinds of knickknacks..
here, I found a darling little digital camera for a very cheap sale, and I took it as my own becaussseeeeeeeee
SELFIE TIME.
The boys were no longer safe.
Paparazzi Demens was all over 'em, equipped with up close and personal closeness and equally weird faces.
Jim seemed to be the only one amongst them to enjoy it--he even tried to sneak a kiss on my cheek at the very last second, to which I ducked from just in time.
This made for many an interesting shot...
But I now had actual photographic evidence!
HUZZAH.
Riding back on the cart, me standing on the very back and posing cheekily and heroically for the passersby, we arrived next at a fantastic clothing store that I'd never seen before.
Like everything else in that town, the prices were astoundingly low.
And as soon as we stepped through, I fangirled at the things that they had.
HOODED LEATHER JACKETS, LEATHER FINGERLESS GLOVES, REAL LEATHER BOOTS, ACTUAL TACTICAL PANTS WITH A BILLION POCKETS, AND EVERYTHING A TOUGH GIRL COULD ASK FOR.
I couldn't believe my eyes, I just, actually started to run in circles.
It took the whole lot of them to get me to calm down.
At once, I ran for it and grabbed all the things, while the others found it appropriate to proceed and do some shopping of their own--after all, we were gonna travel. We needed to look more travable and presentable.
Out I came from the changing room.
I had on a black sleeveless shirt with a faded silver skull on the front .. a black hooded leather jacket .. overwhelmingly comfortable tactical black pants with a billion and one pockets .. shiny heavy duty black leather boots .. slick black fingerless gloves .. along with a new pair of silver loop earrings.
Upon facing a mirror, I nearly had a heart attack as my jaw dropped.
Holy scrap, I looked fabulous
More than fabulous. I looked so hardcore, I put Dog the Bounty Hunter to shame.
bruh, for reals. Don't ever wake me. I AM NOT WAKING UP.
EV-ER.
Master surprisingly came out looking a little more modern than I had expected. He had on another hoodie, black of course, but this one being brand new and much nicer--to which he said he had gotten rather attached to wearing --with some dark jeans, a shirt with a British flag, and red tennis shoes.
Jim came out, tailored into a fashionable black suit, that had soft hints of dark green and silver shimmering off of it..and he now had a dark grey coat, with sparkling black dress shoes.
If I could whistle, I would've whistled, cuz dang.
Joker got something not unsimilar to what he already had on..but this time, his outer clothing was a much more brighter purple, and his dress shirt now had polka dots, which his entire get-up made me raise a brow, but what-evs.
Bane simply went with more tactical choices. Everything about his new duds was heavy duty..heavy duty boots, heavy duty tactical vest, heavy duty trench coat, that was a faded black .. he looked pretty spiffy and hardcore, which was pretty much a reflection of his existence.
My boys were as handsome as ever. ♥
Feeling satisfied, we existed the store and walked down the street (k, they walked..I sort've skipped.....alright, I skipped all the way like a loon, and snatched them just to drag them along with me).
We discovered a Dairy Queen and I about died.
Stepping through, I stared ahead of me at the short line and the glorious menu that had the MINT. OREO. ICECREAM. cuz yes.
I turned right around, grinning like a child, and Master sighed, shaking his head, as he pulled out his wallet.
It happened. I got the icecream.
And I went paparazzi on them once more as I took awkward pics of us eating our icecreams, and making scary icecream faces. I'm a terror to be around when there's a camera involved.
Master got a small chocolate sundae, Jim got a nutty banana split, Joker got a grape-flavored raspberry blizzard, and Bane..well...Bane got nothing. And this made me sad.
But ew, though, those flavors...
When this was done, we went by even more stores and had the most marvelous of times.
I found for myself a new pair of black sunglasses, as well as a huge neat journal type thing that was big enough to last me a life time of writing.
The day went on with our spending and doing things, until our arms were filled with the merchandise we purchased. IDK, the others might have accidentally had a little fun, I couldn't quite tell.
All I knew, I was having the absolute best time.
I made a point in drifting us to get weapons, that were a bit more modern than just swords.
I found myself a couple of beautiful handguns, that are very similar to the type Lara Croft uses.
Except these were all a solid black and positively gorgeous; and I may have let out a little squeal at the moment of truly owning them.
Master got a pretty good discount on them. I mean, the price was under $100 for both my babehs.
Not too bad, yo.
Jim didn't worry about getting a weapon, but Master wound up getting an eagle for himself, Bane a set of hardcore spiked metal knuckles (HECK TO THE YES), and Joker got himself a few new stitchblades.
Holy Chihuahua, folks. I couldn't be more proud of how badtail we looked. 8D
Eventually, night time crept it's way slowly in some parts of the sky.
Most of the daylight congregated in the opposite side of the town, so we migrated there, which led us to a huge park. It was a peaceful little area, with wide open spaces, and the greenest grass I have ever seen.
Ahead were benches and a few trees scattered here and there, and far off sat a beautiful empty pavilion.
There was a small hill descending down to the rest of the park, so I traveled through it, acting like an overjoyed fool. In the background, music was played. Sweet, cheery music, performed by a few kind looking middle-aged violin players. Through their little mustaches, I spotted huge smiles, and they nodded at me as a gesture of their musical harmony. Those three didn't have a care in the world and they weren't afraid to show it. Everyone here seemed really at peace with everything....
Witnessing this was a sure nice way to top the whole deal off.
Ya know...especially when I started breaking out into random dance at the change of the music's tune, and I wildly jumped up and down about the area, flailing my arms wildly like a lunatic.
As to be expected, the others stared me down with the greatest of judgment, but like Judy Garland,
I don't carrreeeee.
I was too busy having the time of my life, making a fool of myself.
Master and Joker eventually started to glance at one another, soon in amusement, and suddenly, I was joined by both villains. They unexpectedly broke out into a wild dance party beside me, doing every single crazy, random, embarrassing move in the book, and I was terrified.
As to be expected, Jim was the next to join in, doing some mighty funky moves, getting a little too close for comfort, and I seriously had to avert my eyes.
THIS WAS NOT EXPECTED.
Bane was the only one not pulled into the madness that I really wanted to see pulled into the madness.
He stood as far away from us four as possible, eyeing at us very reluctantly, like we were performing some sort of occultic ritual and he needed to turn his pure eyes away from the unholiness.
That's when I teased the man by jumping behind him, bravely snatching both his forearms, and began to wildly control his limbs like a puppet, flailing them all around like an idiot.
Understandably, after a few seconds, I quit this.
As I jumped back infront of him and started to jump about once more, he stared me down in a way no human has ever stared before. I waved my own arms now, complete with jazz hands, as a humongous happy open grin showed clearly---but with his continued stare intensifying, I finally cracked and couldn't contain myself any longer. I broke into hysterical laughter.
Who would've thought I'd be having this much fun..with a bunch of villains??
~
Despite the large amounts of fun we were all clearly having-- and by "all", I mean me --the day was coming to a sure and for certain end. Yes..we had to move on.
I honestly didn't want to. But we had to.
With the adventures waiting outside our T.A.R.D.I.S. doors, there were also the dangers.
Dangers of being separated or killed, or worse.
There was also the matter of me getting closer and closer to eventually crossing paths with Doc, Sherly and Bats. And all this? This would cease.
I'll either be killed by the others, or have to escape with the heroes.
In all actuality, my time with the villains is rather limited.
...yeah, I sure think about cheery things when I'm getting icecream.
As I exited the shop, I stared up at the gorgeous moon roosting itself amidst the bluish sky, the clouds silently and mystically passing us all by in a slow rotation.
One of the lovely things about this place is that across the horizon, there rested a faint wall of a mixture of colors...mostly vivid shades of orange, red, yellow and purple.
And it gently tinted the land beyond it with a rainbowy complexion.
I walked across the freshly cut field of grass, greener than a Leprechaun's hat, carrying all the icecreams with both hands, holding onto them as tight as I could.
All around me flew endless summaries of fireflies, who every so often lit their bodies up with a single golden glow before flying to another part of the park. The bugs gave the place an even more magical feel.
And the town was as plain as any other.
Before me sat my companions, their backs turned to my presence, as they faced the harbor far beyond them, sitting on a rectangle slab of stone.
I came behind them, looking out onto the ocean, the horizon and moon's light simultaneously reflecting off of the ocean's surface. A small amount of large boats were sailing quietly in different directions around the general area, and distant horns could be heard every so often, as well as the bells sounding off from the various buoys. It was so peaceful, I could almost fall down and go right to sleep.
"Hiya, boys."
I was not answered.
I made a lopsided frown as I stared down at them. My eyes drifted back to the sky.
"..I didn't know another place could really have a moon, like back home."
"Of course," Master chose to respond, as a matter-of-factly.
"Every civilization like this has a moon." "Well, excuse the fraggle out've me."
Wretched master of sass...
I proceeded to bend down to each's level, handing them their own icecream bar.
"Here ya go--they didn't have any other flavors, so I got us all chocolate."
"I hate chocolate," Jim muttered, though I'm not sure if he was serious or not.
"Then close your eyes and pretend it's mocha."
Master gave the Irish man a smirk, who wasn't paying any attention to him as he pulled off the wrapper, giving the icecream a disapproving stare.
"Sorry, Bane.." I said quietly, bending down to the big lug, whom was sitting a short distance away from Master. "They didn't have anything else..and since you can't eat...well..I got you a hat."
He gave a look at first, but shortly afterwards took it and nodded gratefully, examining the black cap thoroughly, as if it were gonna get him somewhere.
I stood back, then wedged between Master and Jim, repeatedly telling the fiends to "scoot".
Once I got comfortable, shifting to and fro, I finally breathed a satisfied sigh and started picking at my bar's wrapper. "I am officially out've money."
"You paid for this with your own dough?" Joker questioned, in a rather surprised tone.
"Why'd you do that? We have money." Master scolded.
"Yes, yes, I know that. But I personally wanted to get us something special to top the day off..besides, you've gotten me tons today. It's the least I could do."
There was now silence.
I slid the wrapper right off the bar and stuffed the garbage inside my pocket.
Crunch.
I took my first bite. So chocolaty, it brought me tears.
Well....soon...I found myself staring down at the dessert on a stick, and I felt my face gradually fluctuate with sadness and confusion. ".......back home...my parents and I had icecream every night...."
They all looked at me. Oops. I didn't mean to say that aloud. O.O
Quickly, I looked and shrugged and laughed like I was kidding, trying to save myself to avoid looking like I was getting emotional. "It was just a special thing, that I'm doing with you guys now. It's funny, is all."
A few nodded at this, like, yeah, ok, and looked away, and there was silence again.
"I would say you got an improvement."
Cue my raised eyebrow at the flirty little clover.
"You got me now." He said with a wink, and unexpectedly reached in and briefly laid a hand on my knee--which I quickly smacked away, of course.
He retracted his arm, his hand now obviously sore, and for a few seconds began pouting at me, though I chose to ignore it.
Master leaned forward from beside me and gave Jim such a look, I could feel the tension and awkwardness floating in the air like tiny particles.
"I told you, don't-" "-Start?" Jim finished, solemnly rolling his eyes to him, and I knew where this was going.
"Boys."
Master made himself look away, not before glaring at me, and Jim immediately turned his attention to his icecream, proceeding to lap up the chocolate drizzling down the stick.
An even greater awkward silence followed.
And this made me uncomfortable.
"This icecream is terrible."
"Maybe you just need to reevaluate your life choices."
"You reevaluate your life choices."
I then waved my bar close to his face.
"Mine tastes good. What does that tell ya?"
"It tells me that we should be thinking about our next destination."
Master was very rude and pushy and made me look down at my icecream to see what it was telling him that it wasn't telling me. "Patience, spaceman." I finally said after a few shameful moments of gazing into the soul of my now melty dairy treat.
"There's a few things I wanna go over with you before we do take off to our next destination."
He cut his eyes at me. "Likkkkeeeee??"
".." I gave the bar a lick. "..things."
"Well that's specific."
"You're not helpful." "I'm always helpful...even when I'm not."
"Excuse me while I laugh." "No."
"You wanna know how I got these scars?" "Eating too many chocolate bars?"
Joker pointed at me, clicked his tongue, and winked.
I felt accomplished.
"What are the things?" "Did you know that icecream is cold?"
"No!" Jim exclaimed, with an exaggerated gasp.
"Sarah." Master pressed.
"I know, I couldn't believe it myself." "Demens.."
Jim, meanwhile, was looking down at his bar wondrously, like this just opened up a whole new revelation with whole new possibilities.
"Don't ignore me, Demens." "Your icecream is melting."
"DEMENS." "Ispywithmylittleeyesomethinggg--gorgeous!"
Jim instantly pointed..at himself.
I crinkled my eyebrows, then felt a nudge to my right, so I looked, and there was Master, lifting his bar to his mouth, starting to nibble on it. "You."
WHOA, WHAT.
I shrugged the thing off, "I can't exactly see myself, can I?.....and even if so, you'd be wrong, sir."
Bane now chimed in, "The scenery?"
I gave it a glance, "It is pretty.."
"My turn-" Jim started to interrupt.
"I'm not done yet!" "Ugh, just give us the answer."
"Guys, it's obviously me." By Joe, Joker was already done with his icecream. Also, I laughed.
"TELL US." "You guys have only given, like..a couple guesses. And you're not even trying."
Master groaned. "........The water!" "Nope."
"The grass!" "Nope." "This rock!" "Nope."
"Is it me?" He pleaded.
I began to smile. "Triiicccckkkk question! You're all gorgeous."
Jim scrunched up his face, "Did you just..compliment us through a game?"
I wiggled my brows, and took another bite. "Naturally."
"..My turn." "I spy with my little eye-"
Jim looked perplexed. Master glanced around the area.
"..Something round."
"Eyeballs!"
"Bane's head!"
"The moon!"
Master's face fell in disappointment, as Bane glared over at the others for insulting the shape of his head.
"Now, my turn!" "I spy with my little eye....."
Joker stared at the space between his legs, as he had them spread out infront of him, seated like a little boy.
". . . Something red."
I rose both brows. The others gave equally confused expressions as we all began to look around.
Master's eyes lifted, "The sky?" "nope."
Ugh. I looked all around me, even behind...I saw no red here. >=(
After a few minutes of us looking, I finally stopped and stared straight ahead.
". . have we been tricked?"
Joker bit his lip, impatiently. "...ah, ok..your blood."
Speaking of blood, mine started to rush alarmingly to my head. Send help.
"..Blood?" I checked all around me, and the others, but they only lowered their heads.
". . . J-Joker. . there is no blood."
Can't you see, do you not have eyes?
"You're going to bleed. Eventually." "Rubbish."
"I can see the future."
Lies. There wouldn't be any civilization if this were true.
Bane was now the only one not wanting to play. This was unacceptable.
"Oy," Pressed Master. "Baldy."
The masked brute glared.
"Play along."
But he remained silent. Meanwhile, Moriarty was busying himself making exasperating sounds from beside me, that sounded both desperate and pathetic and it forced me to take a look.
I only turned to see his pleading little Irish face, equipped with pouts, and watery eyes. The world, boy.
"It's myyyy turrrrnnnn."
...Speaking of boys.
I groaned and rolled my eyes, shaking my sore head. "Alright, Jim, YOUR turn."
He gained a horridly devious little grin and started rubbing his hands together.
"I spy something large and wavy!"
Master had on the most unimpressed expression, to which he rose a bored eyebrow from.
"The water."
Jim frowned. I busted out laughing.
". . . . . . .Something white."
We all shot our heads at Bane. "Come again?"
Bane cut his eyes at us, but did not repeat himself.
"Something white, eh?" Joker instead did the honors, and the clown immediately began searching.
Jim sniffed and gestured with his hand, "Us?"
"..Actually, even though you and I are quite pale, the human skin that is regularly identified as 'white' is, shockingly, actually peach."
"Eyeballs."
There was no response to this. We all four desperately gazed around us.
Not a single white thing. bane. why you do this.
"The moon!" Exclaimed Moriarty.
"-Actually, even though the light reflecting off of it would appear white, the moon itself is in reality rather grey." "This is ridiculous." "No, science. Keeping looking, Harry." And indeed, we did.
Abruptly, Joker lunged his arms out. "Ya gotta be kidding me!"
We all looked.
"Now that's not fair."
"The *beep*????"
"Bane, you are deliciously cruel."
Twas a white license plate on the back of a boat that was circling continuously around the harbor like clockwork. "Dang, he's good at this game.." I quietly commented.
I heard a soft chuckle come from the mercenary.
"I'm getting hungry again." "Then eat." "You eat." "I just might."
"Speaking of which, what is this business of you not having continuous hunger, Master? Cuz you're supposed to have continuous hunger."
The Timelord paused and looked out onto the sea. His face flexed as a result of deep thought.
"..I..don't know, really. Once I woke up, the hunger ceased. I have no explanations why..it shouldn't be this way." "Huh.......K, so, tell me again...how'd you find the T.A.R.D.I.S., exactly? I mean, did someone leave a note? Did things happen? Did you see anyone?"
"No." "........and?" "Just no."
"Well you're no help." "Neither are you."
"HA. Next question-" "Do you ever shut up?"
"You're basically asking me to stop being a girl..where'd you get all that money?"
His eyes slightly shifted a little in my direction..but he soon returned to dully staring ahead, remaining silent.
"Master." nope. "Master."
nothing.
I leaned back, sighed, and shook my ever-growing-tired head.
"Ack..never mind...I don't wanna know."
"Demens." "..What?" "How's your head?"
"WHOA, question about my well being, are you ok??"
"Just answer the question."
I sighed once more, "Better. It's been fine ever since I took Tauriel's miracle 'lixir. I think I'm gonna be alright now." "Good. We don't want you becoming a liability." "Wow, thanks."
..there was silence..again..
I looked around at the four, and developed a bit of a snooted-out expression.
"Gee, no wonder you guys have no friends, your people skills are crap."
"Ooh, I do believe you've gone and upset her, Saxon."
"Too bad."
My stare became intense.
I had enough of the clod. I rose up, dusted myself, and turned to leave, giving him one final dirty glare before I departed away from the group. I should've punched him harder...
- - - - -
Back at the T.A.R.D.I.S., things piled up in our possession, the Master unlocked the door infront of us and opened it wide for our lot to pass through. The lights simultaneously came on at our presence, and everything lit up a bright, bluish green.
I gazed around the massive open area, as the others scattered about, trying to figure out where to put all our new stuff. Hmm... "Well, that does it."
They froze.
I glanced up at them, then at the Master.
"Before we do anything or go anywhere else, we are REDESIGNING, posthaste."
All heads turned to the Master, as if in agreement with me, and he cut his eyes at them, as if telling them to shut up. "..Very well." He set the few things in his hold down and flapped his arms at his sides, directing attitude in my direction. "What did you have in mind?"
"Anything from this sorry excuse.."
I dumped everything in my arms into the pile of things the others brought in, and Master proceeded to copy me. Once he was close, I turned my attention to him.
"Why the frig is it a portable toilet, anyway?! You never told me."
With a slight smirk, he shrugged and glared and his eyes tried to actually pass as innocent.
"It's simple....no one wants to use one. It was the perfect disguise."
I slapped my forehead. "Ugh...forget I asked."
. . .
"How's this gonna work?" I questioned, as I stood infront of the entrance, arms crossed.
Master had positioned himself at the control panel, having turned off the lights, so that the room was almost pitch black. Joker, Bane and Moriarty were leaning against the walls a ways from us, and watched amusingly as the Timelord got things fired up.
"As you said, we're going to redesign. This particular T.A.R.D.I.S., as you know, is quite unique. It has the ability to completely upgrade it's own software, and allow you to manipulate the basic template and appliances inside the ship." "Sort've like a computer?"
"Yes. And it can do so much more. So much, that even I am still discovering.."
"Sweet."
"...Alright. There. I have it set."
"Have a what now?"
"This."
He went and pressed a button and at once, a hologram popped up right before my eyes, directly in between our distance from one another, that was large and a bright, neon blue.
It was also glowing and rotating, and agghhh, so cool. 8D
I almost felt like I was in a rave, it was so alien.
As I looked down, I saw that the lights were reflecting off of me and I looked blue, and I laughed.
I gazed back up in wonder. "What is that?"
Master slowly approached it, slightly circling it to no doubt check it's condition.
"The template. It's what we'll be able to manipulate from. The structure, the mechanics, the applications, defense...you name it."
I bounced a little, "What SORTA applications?!"
"..Furniture..appliances..." "-Technology?"
He nodded, slowly.
I grinned, "Well don't just stand there, impress a girl!"
At this, he smirked, rubbed his hands together, and went at it.
Upon his touch, the hologram reacted and as his fingers moved, the objects within the hologram moved.
I gazed at it with extreme intrigue as I leaned back against a pillar.
"Let's see...a few chairs.." "Spacey, pod-alien-levitated style!"
He gave me a few blinks. "....Adjustable form-fitted barstools."
"Black." "Black."
He paused a minute, as he hovered his hand within the middle of the projection.
"...better communications. A homing beacon--and a tracking system to find us, should we lose it again. Hm....guess a phone wouldn't be too bad.." He tapped here and there, dragging and flicking this and that.
He switched from drawing to typing at the drop of a hat, and it was getting tricky for me to catch up.
"As for the rooms..give you a proper bed..a clock..how about a little window?..a fan...and then for us."
He dabbled with this and that for a few more minutes.
Until he announced, "Done."
I jerked my head back.
His eyes turned to me, as if waiting on my review of the changes, and my face had little to tell him.
"........wow.............that's....neat...."
...I lunged forward. "--But lemme add a few little details."
His once curious eyes now widened with fear as he backed away, letting me take his place at the hologram's helm, and I wiggled my fingers, greedily.
"Oh no...." He said under his breath, which made me grin a little too mischievously.
"Let's seeeeeee...first of all, couch. We need a couch." "A couch?!"
"HECK YES. We'll need a spot to lounge, and if we have guests, we'll be needing more sitting space than just a few crummy chairs!...hmm...and a small coffee table to go with that...annndd...a TV! The best kind of widescreen beauty ever..and every single gaming system known to man."
He face-palmed pretty hard, as laughter was heard in the background.
I dragged this and that, inserted this and that, as easily as using a touch screen device.
"..Surround-sound speakers..a high-tech computer system..with a large, wide screen that slides down from the ceiling, for communications purposes."
He reached in, "No, don't-"
But I smacked his hand away with a, "Shh!"
Pause..
"Some flipping proper A.C. for the entire ship, cuz gosh....annndddd....a fridge..with a freezer..and also an oven...with a microwave..and a toaster! And a sink! And good means of electrical use!"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING."
"Hey, if this is gonna be my home, I'm gonna treat it as such!"
touch, touch, dabble, dabble...
"..hmm...now for the wall colors."
"Do not make things bloody pink."
"Boy, I oughta slap some shame into you. Honestly, within the short time that you've known me, one would think you'd get the idea by now that I hate pink!"
I huffed and dabbled with this and that some more.
"Coordinate the colors of you guys' rooms based on your personalities..Joker, a dark royal purple..Jim, a dark foresty green...Bane, a deep grey...you, a fiery, orangey-red...and me, black..black, black, lots of black, everything black.."
I set this to be the color scheme of pretty much everything else.
"...and some hall lights....THAT ARE SHAPED LIKE BAT SIGNALS, OMIGAW."
"Don't you dare!" Joker exclaimed.
I got a little too excited and did the thing, and groans were heard.
"What are you doing to us?!" moaned Jim.
"...I shall be needing a fan..a desk...drawer...TV...entertainment system...3 way lamp...oh, and we need an armory/training center."
"What the *beep* for?!" Master croaked.
"Oh, don't start that again..and if you must know, so we can be armed and have a center to train."
I smiled, sarcastically. He rolled his eyes.
But the others seemed a bit amused by my addition.
"Let's also give the place a good security system......hhmmmmmmmm....now for the outside...we need maximum fire power..heavy, advanced weaponry that pops in and out..a good shielding around the ship, too...we'll give the design something similar to the original T.A.R.D.I.S...ya know, the police box look..but more grizzled and heavy duty! And metal...I want machine guns and cannons and lasers on this baby...and throw in some spikes to the look, cuz yes."
The boys were actually starting to get a bit antsy with excitement.
"--at the top, I'm thinking a spotlight that folds in and out..case we need to signal for something.."
My hand hovered over everything for a second..
".................." I grinned. ".....Multiple bathrooms and a multi-colored disco ball for the ceiling!"
Master let out his arms, in total disbelief.
My hand raised, "DONE" and with that, it fell, and the button was pressed.
The hologram vanished.
Upon doing so, the ship instantly began to vibrate and shake and I was feeling as if I were in a rumbling stomach.
"Everyone, OUT!" Master exclaimed, bolting forward.
Just as red lights flashed inside the room, we all jumped at once, grabbing all of our belongings, and we booked it out of the joint, past the door, as if we were escaping the apocalypse.
The ship began to make all kinds of strange sounds, and as we turned to see what it was upto, we were instantly blinded by a bright, hideous white light..we wound up having to drop everything to shield our poor eyes. This lasted a few long minutes, until at last, it stopped.
Slowly, cautiously, we peeked.
WOW OUCHIE MAMA.
My word, pretty spaceship!
Joker whistled, Bane's eyes enlarged, Master's brows rose, and Jim just stared, gaping in shock, and I did everything I could to keep from busting out screaming like a Tasmanian Devil.
A beautiful black metallic object gleamed before us, looking as if we had just picked it up from the spaceship dealership. (ha....dealership..deal-a-ship..ha...ha ha...haaa..........I regret nothing)
"Holy mother of pearl!"
I'mma genius.
Master just kept gawking and gawking at the sight, his eyes widening by the minute.
I prodded him hard in the side with my elbow, as I wiggled my eyebrows upon our eye contact.
"And you were worried I was gonna make it pink."
He sniffed a laugh, shrugging his shoulders, as he looked at it again.
"Not half bad, Demens....."
"HALF BAD?! Dude, I did an epic job! Just look at it! It's perfect! Totally us--in fact, it screams us! We are gonna look like freaking rockstars out there!"
At this, I took a look at my companions, and I no longer could contain the overwhelming grin I had been storing up. "Look at us, we are just the cutest darn things ever, looking all attractive and bad tail."
My arms shot out, "Four handsome chaps, and a weird little girl, against the universe! Going where none before them ever dared!" I started forward, like I was going on an expedition.
Master leaned in towards Jim, with a mean smirk.. "She means you."
Jim's face crinkled with confusion.
Joker called out, "Speaking of the girl, are you sure we should still be taking him?"
"..Come again?"
"If you are, well..we'll just have to manage, I suppose."
"YOU'RE GETTING RID OF ME?" "Nah, you're not the girl we're talking about."
I spun at once when I reached the door, "........who did you think I was--?"
They all at once pointed directly at Jim, who made a lopsided frown.
"I--" I said with a point..then curled my lips back slowly, and hurriedly turned back to the doors.
"-am not touching that."
Open says-a-me.
"Alright, boys, let's go!"
° ° °
Sweet bacon.
Never have I seen so much beauty in one day.
The inside of the ship was everything I had wished for.
Exactly how I pictured it.
I was so busy staring at it all in awe, that it took me about five minutes before I was snapped back to reality by the Master, who was now standing at the controls.
I shot my head at him, looking as innocent as possible.
"What?"
His face got a bit tense. "Where to next?"
"What???"
"I said wHERE TO NE-"
"GOTHAM GOTHAM GOTHAM GOTHAM GOTHAM GOTHAM GOTHAM!!!"
I about almost killed him as I lunged my existence his way, grabbing at the clothing near his throat, and he hurriedly shoved me away. "ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT!"
He shrugged his uneasy body and started messing with the controls, loudly cracking his neck, while I seated back in my barstool, lacing my fingers together, and smiling patiently.
I kicked my legs from below, to add to the cuteness factor.
"Gotham City..coming right up."
I glanced behind me and grinned wide at Joker and Bane as the two sat on the couch, watching intently.
Jim sat on the floor, like a dope, for reasons I am still not aware of.
All I was aware of was within a few seconds, WHOOSH!!
We were off again!
Onward to a new world!
° ° °
This time, however, there was no crash landing.
In fact, it was a smooth landing. The smoothest landing possible.
A landing so smooth, it didn't even feel like we landed at all.
And there was no violent thrashing to knock me off my chair.
I remained seated, looking all around in wonder, as the question of whether we stopped or not hovered in the air. Master gave a few things a quick check, then started off around the panel, heading straight for the doors. At the same time, I jumped after him, following like a skippy, excited puppy.
As he threw open the doors, my heart leapt.
............but something wasn't right.
I stuck my head out the open space and looked around.
It appeared to be a dark, night-time sky ahead of us, with lots of beautiful stars twinkling brightly.....
but nothing more.
I stuck my head back in and gave Master a dead-eyed, solemn look.
"This isn't Gotham."
My tone was dead-panned and dry.
"I know that!" He snapped, looking away sassily.
...then he looked back, with his big brown puppy eyes.
"..It's not?"
I shook my head, rather sadly.
He sniffed and sighed and cursed and I sighed and didn't curse and as he ran back to the controls to see what in the blazes, I turned back around and suddenly, SLAM!
BOOM!
'XPLOSION!
I nearly lost my footing and I fell against the doors, almost falling through the open space, as the ship was rammed into. The others reacted to the violent thrashing the T.A.R.D.I.S. made and I shot my head at the Master, who caught himself against one of the stools.
"What the bloody *beep*?!"
"What was that?!" Jim exclaimed, busily scrambling to the couch.
Master quickly moved to the screen to examine the cameras, as another very loud and obnoxious blast occurred, that threw me outta balance again. Just as I tried to close the doors.
He struggled to stay still as he squinted at what he saw.
"What the----PIRATES?!"
"PIRATES?!" The rest of us exclaimed.
"This definitely ain't Gotham!" Joker yelled.
"Then where the bajeezus are we?!" I retorted.
Master checked again.
"Nev.....Never.....N-"
Yet another blast occurred, that was so violent and powerful, it threw me back, FAR back, and I squealed as my body kept falling, into an open space, and I literally felt myself go in slow motion past the doorway, helplessly descending back through the air.. and the inside of the T.A.R.D.I.S. grew further and further away from me.
"SARAH!!!!"
The others screamed, lunging in mere seconds after me; but it was pointless, for I was already gone.
My breath left me and gravity pulled me around, causing me to face below, and I quickly realized that we were not landed--we were hovering high in the air, and I was hurdling fast from the top of the sky, towards a large island, surrounded by endless sea, and a pirate ship was spotted below, and at once, I knew.
Son of a Beetlejuice...
Neverland.
Seeing as how I wasn't really able to look around the room the previous night from being oh-so-tired, I took a look around the room. Again..so plain.
A bed, drab-colored walls, a lamp, desk..and a door.
Yeah...
This needed a change.
I stumbled across the room and opened said door.
Stepping out, all I could see was darkness..I could make out some of the environment, but only in silhouettes.
The air was a little chilly; the sudden change in temperature made me shiver a bit.
So I left the door open to let some of this glory escape into my room. I departed from the edge of my doorway into the dark hall that soon led to the T.A.R.D.I.S. entrance room.
My eyes still couldn't process it.
Continuously, I found myself questioning every dang thing.
Ahead of me was a glowing, wide open space..the control panel at its center.
And any silence was overlapped by the continuous humming sound vibrating off the walls around me.
I took a deep, satisfied breath as I looked around.
I was quite pleased that it was all still there.
However, when I went to bed, I distinctly remember leaving behind an alien time traveler, criminal consultant, clown prince of crime, and a masked terrorist mercenary.
Emptiness was the only present companion.
Under normal circumstances, a missing villain would be a worrisome matter. But since these were not normal circumstances, my only logical conclusion was that they were all asleep.........if they even do sleep.
I've kind've been asking that question all my life, tbh.
No matter. I wanted a chance to look around for myself, anyway. And also a moment of peace, without having to worry about them or what they would do for two seconds.
It was so quiet and transcendent, that I could probably sit and just stare at everything for hours and hours and not get tired.
It was like a dream, being there.
The only word I could possibly use to describe it.
I had been wanting this for my entire life.
All the dreams I did have, though, were nothing compared to this.
My experience has left me questioning everything that's considered so mundane.
Everything now has a deeper meaning.
A more spiritual, extraordinary meaning.
That all things truly do have a purpose.
And this excites me.
All the possibilities..all the impossibilities.
It's quite official. No one would believe me back home.
And I don't want them to. I've never needed other people to understand or believe me.
I separated myself from the ordinary a long time ago.
They can keep ordinary life all they want, that they strive so desperately to uphold...
This is where I belong.
The impossible. The extraordinary. The peculiar.
..
I walked around the room for quite a bit, just staring at every part I could.
Eventually, my curiosity took me somewhere else.
Curious as to where exactly we were.
I didn't feel too comfortable with Master parking us just willy-nilly wherever he wanted, in who knows where. I knew he took us out of Middle Earth, but beyond that, I was clueless.
So I approached the front doors, took hold of both knobs, and casually swung them open.
...unexpectedly, my breath was taken from me.
Beyond me was the unimaginable.
I was in a galaxy. Smack dab inside a galaxy.
Stars filled the air, a large collection of fiery beams of light hovering as a wall far beside me and the T.A.R.D.I.S.
All around, there was both darkness and color...colors I'd never even seen before. The stars were scattered..and they appeared almost as that of pixie dust, flying around slowly, sparkling all things up. And it all was just beautiful..I don't even have the right words to describe it..my breath had been instantly taken away and I felt all the light reflect off my porcelain face, gradually making me grin wide, from ear-to-ear.
None of it..not one bit seemed real.
I couldn't contain myself any longer..I reached in, and I touched what I could. I ran my hands right through the billions of tiny pixie stars..the air felt like water..maybe even lighter.
Like running your hands through feathers or clouds.
As my fingers flew gently across, I heard the distinct sound of tiny bells, that was the most sweetest sound I had ever heard. The stars instantly scattered upon contact and flowed tranquilly away as the T.A.R.D.I.S. drifted backwards further and further. As my eyes looked up, I poked through an above passing reddish cloud..I could imagine this was probably one of those gassy things.
The texture made it feel as if it wasn't even there.
Rather abruptly, I got a real idiotic idea..and I held on to both edges of the doorway..and puffed myself straight out into the spacey atmosphere.
By Joe..I could breathe.
Realizing this, I smiled and closed my eyes.
I almost felt like I was flying.
It was all I could do, tightening my grip on the edges, from not jumping right out and floating around amongst the beauty the universe had to offer.
Almost like jumping into a giant swimming pool.
No, instead, I just stood there..and stood there...and stood there..embracing the incredible magical moment and how do you all have lives when space is right above you, pft, gosh, get out and suffocate in the great outer space, see all the beauty and die won't you, pfffftttfttftfttftt... #WorthIt
"Sightseeing, are we?"
Immediately, I jolted, snatched both the doors, slammed them closed, and zoomed myself around, in a matter of only two seconds. I was now huddling my back against the two hunks of wood.
I blinked repeatedly, holding completely still, as I now faced the Master.
He stood before me, looking quite amused by my alarmed reaction, hands stuffed in his pants pockets.
Awwwwwkkkkwwwaaaarrrddddd.
"......I was just..." I tilted my head. ".....lookinngggg for you, actually."
His brows lifted.
I straightened myself up.
"But you guys were sleeping.....or y'know....whatever it is you villains do when you're not..killing people."
I chuckled rather nervously.
More awkward silence.
I shifted, uncomfortably.
Say something, darn you.
"........I'm a bit hungry.....anything to eat?"
Yes, I was trying to distract him from his super crazy creepy judgmental stare-down.
Also, I was actually hungry.
Before another word could be uttered, he jerked his head to behind us, giving the action little effort.
"Get the others. We'll make a stop and find something to eat."
My shoulders automatically tensed and I slightly nodded, quickly proceeding to pass him.
"How long is this going to go on?"
I halted. Slowly, I looked back...and so did he.
"--Your little adventures...until we get what we want?"
My chest tightened as yet another awkward silence ensued..I found myself standing up all the way, straightening my spine, as I blinked my watery eyes, tightening my fists.
Without any more words, I turned right back around and left the unanswered Timelord, silently and shakily returning to the hallway.
○○○
Skipping to after I snatched the others, Master had taken the T.A.R.D.I.S. to an undisclosed location, and all of us were eventually piled infront of the doors, itching to get out.
I did a sleepy stretch, muttering gibbery sort've words, and let my head softly fall against Bane's arm, who didn't seem to mind at all. I wasn't about to do this with the clown, and ESPECIALLY not to River Dance.
As the Master got things all set behind us, the boys, still a bit drowsy themselves, continuously rushed him over and over, which included either nasty insults, quickened claps, and bitter yelling right in my ear.
Rest assured, I did wind up kicking Jim for his rudeness and this really made my morning.
"So where is it you've taken us, my dear Timelord?" I questioned as politely as possible as he was finally ready and steady approaching us.
"No where special, I can tell you that."
He skimmed past us and proceeded to open the doors, revealing a bright light from the other side.
I peeked my little head from behind him and soon found myself leaping ahead of the others, past the doorway, only to wind up stopping to gaze at the sight ahead of me.
Eventually Bane, Jim and Joker positioned themselves beside me and I felt a brush from behind as I heard the doors close.
"..Just a small town in an alternate dimension, that has every single thing we need for incredibly cheap prices."
EVERYTHING WE NEED FOR CHEAP PRICES?
I NEED A TRACK FOR THIS STORY'S BACKGROUND MUSIC, YES, I'M MAKING THIS A THING. DUE TO IT BEING HAPPY AND MATCHING MY MOOD-- and I will stop screaming now --I have selected "Mr. Blue Sky" by E.L.O., cuz yes.
This is the beat of that town.
My eyes widened in excitement as I could see all the different shops ahead of us, and I was grinning like a chimp...especially when the Master told me I could "get whatever" I liked.
Cuz so much yes.
. . . . .
SHOPPING SPREEEEEEEEEEE
Tell ya what; those four may be crooks, but they sure know how to treat a girl!
And yes, I know, you're wondering if they used money, or just went ahead and stole everything.
But fear not; I let no such crime happen in my presence.
They used dough for all the things.
But as the Master mentioned, the prices were shockingly low, and I loved it.
Lemme tell ya. This trip was an adventure in it's own right.
So lemme take ya on a short little journey.
We did everything. I'm not even kidding.
First and foremost, we ate. Oh, yes!
The beauty of a town had all the best restaurants my world had to offer..even ones that's time had expired.
So take comfort in the knowledge that the first place I stopped at was Pizza Hut.
While Bane went out and rented a huge drivable cart for us, I roosted with the others inside and devoured a whole pan of pizza like a ravenous wolf.
WORDS CAN NOT EVEN SCRATCH THE SURFACE OF THE INEXPLICABLE JOY I FELT TASTING THE LEGENDARY CHEESY SAUCE BREAD.
I'm being completely honest with you, I really did consume a whole pan.
And we may or may not have walked out of there with 15ish pizzas in our possession..
Pft, cuz a life without pizza? #NeverAgain
The next thing we did was hop on the cart and drive the heck straight for a giant soda fountain that made my eyes water from all the beauty that is Pepsi. It was as if this town was meant for me.
*consumes all the soda*
I do believe I got a tad bit tipsy from all the glorious soda I drowned myself in.
Can't even remember how many bottles I had. I lost count a long ways before at 12.
Next place we hit was a marvelous little drugstore that had all kinds of knickknacks..
here, I found a darling little digital camera for a very cheap sale, and I took it as my own becaussseeeeeeeee
SELFIE TIME.
The boys were no longer safe.
Paparazzi Demens was all over 'em, equipped with up close and personal closeness and equally weird faces.
Jim seemed to be the only one amongst them to enjoy it--he even tried to sneak a kiss on my cheek at the very last second, to which I ducked from just in time.
This made for many an interesting shot...
But I now had actual photographic evidence!
HUZZAH.
Riding back on the cart, me standing on the very back and posing cheekily and heroically for the passersby, we arrived next at a fantastic clothing store that I'd never seen before.
Like everything else in that town, the prices were astoundingly low.
And as soon as we stepped through, I fangirled at the things that they had.
HOODED LEATHER JACKETS, LEATHER FINGERLESS GLOVES, REAL LEATHER BOOTS, ACTUAL TACTICAL PANTS WITH A BILLION POCKETS, AND EVERYTHING A TOUGH GIRL COULD ASK FOR.
I couldn't believe my eyes, I just, actually started to run in circles.
It took the whole lot of them to get me to calm down.
At once, I ran for it and grabbed all the things, while the others found it appropriate to proceed and do some shopping of their own--after all, we were gonna travel. We needed to look more travable and presentable.
Out I came from the changing room.
I had on a black sleeveless shirt with a faded silver skull on the front .. a black hooded leather jacket .. overwhelmingly comfortable tactical black pants with a billion and one pockets .. shiny heavy duty black leather boots .. slick black fingerless gloves .. along with a new pair of silver loop earrings.
Upon facing a mirror, I nearly had a heart attack as my jaw dropped.
Holy scrap, I looked fabulous
More than fabulous. I looked so hardcore, I put Dog the Bounty Hunter to shame.
bruh, for reals. Don't ever wake me. I AM NOT WAKING UP.
EV-ER.
Master surprisingly came out looking a little more modern than I had expected. He had on another hoodie, black of course, but this one being brand new and much nicer--to which he said he had gotten rather attached to wearing --with some dark jeans, a shirt with a British flag, and red tennis shoes.
Jim came out, tailored into a fashionable black suit, that had soft hints of dark green and silver shimmering off of it..and he now had a dark grey coat, with sparkling black dress shoes.
If I could whistle, I would've whistled, cuz dang.
Joker got something not unsimilar to what he already had on..but this time, his outer clothing was a much more brighter purple, and his dress shirt now had polka dots, which his entire get-up made me raise a brow, but what-evs.
Bane simply went with more tactical choices. Everything about his new duds was heavy duty..heavy duty boots, heavy duty tactical vest, heavy duty trench coat, that was a faded black .. he looked pretty spiffy and hardcore, which was pretty much a reflection of his existence.
My boys were as handsome as ever. ♥
Feeling satisfied, we existed the store and walked down the street (k, they walked..I sort've skipped.....alright, I skipped all the way like a loon, and snatched them just to drag them along with me).
We discovered a Dairy Queen and I about died.
Stepping through, I stared ahead of me at the short line and the glorious menu that had the MINT. OREO. ICECREAM. cuz yes.
I turned right around, grinning like a child, and Master sighed, shaking his head, as he pulled out his wallet.
It happened. I got the icecream.
And I went paparazzi on them once more as I took awkward pics of us eating our icecreams, and making scary icecream faces. I'm a terror to be around when there's a camera involved.
Master got a small chocolate sundae, Jim got a nutty banana split, Joker got a grape-flavored raspberry blizzard, and Bane..well...Bane got nothing. And this made me sad.
But ew, though, those flavors...
When this was done, we went by even more stores and had the most marvelous of times.
I found for myself a new pair of black sunglasses, as well as a huge neat journal type thing that was big enough to last me a life time of writing.
The day went on with our spending and doing things, until our arms were filled with the merchandise we purchased. IDK, the others might have accidentally had a little fun, I couldn't quite tell.
All I knew, I was having the absolute best time.
I made a point in drifting us to get weapons, that were a bit more modern than just swords.
I found myself a couple of beautiful handguns, that are very similar to the type Lara Croft uses.
Except these were all a solid black and positively gorgeous; and I may have let out a little squeal at the moment of truly owning them.
Master got a pretty good discount on them. I mean, the price was under $100 for both my babehs.
Not too bad, yo.
Jim didn't worry about getting a weapon, but Master wound up getting an eagle for himself, Bane a set of hardcore spiked metal knuckles (HECK TO THE YES), and Joker got himself a few new stitchblades.
Holy Chihuahua, folks. I couldn't be more proud of how badtail we looked. 8D
Eventually, night time crept it's way slowly in some parts of the sky.
Most of the daylight congregated in the opposite side of the town, so we migrated there, which led us to a huge park. It was a peaceful little area, with wide open spaces, and the greenest grass I have ever seen.
Ahead were benches and a few trees scattered here and there, and far off sat a beautiful empty pavilion.
There was a small hill descending down to the rest of the park, so I traveled through it, acting like an overjoyed fool. In the background, music was played. Sweet, cheery music, performed by a few kind looking middle-aged violin players. Through their little mustaches, I spotted huge smiles, and they nodded at me as a gesture of their musical harmony. Those three didn't have a care in the world and they weren't afraid to show it. Everyone here seemed really at peace with everything....
Witnessing this was a sure nice way to top the whole deal off.
Ya know...especially when I started breaking out into random dance at the change of the music's tune, and I wildly jumped up and down about the area, flailing my arms wildly like a lunatic.
As to be expected, the others stared me down with the greatest of judgment, but like Judy Garland,
I don't carrreeeee.
I was too busy having the time of my life, making a fool of myself.
Master and Joker eventually started to glance at one another, soon in amusement, and suddenly, I was joined by both villains. They unexpectedly broke out into a wild dance party beside me, doing every single crazy, random, embarrassing move in the book, and I was terrified.
As to be expected, Jim was the next to join in, doing some mighty funky moves, getting a little too close for comfort, and I seriously had to avert my eyes.
THIS WAS NOT EXPECTED.
Bane was the only one not pulled into the madness that I really wanted to see pulled into the madness.
He stood as far away from us four as possible, eyeing at us very reluctantly, like we were performing some sort of occultic ritual and he needed to turn his pure eyes away from the unholiness.
That's when I teased the man by jumping behind him, bravely snatching both his forearms, and began to wildly control his limbs like a puppet, flailing them all around like an idiot.
Understandably, after a few seconds, I quit this.
As I jumped back infront of him and started to jump about once more, he stared me down in a way no human has ever stared before. I waved my own arms now, complete with jazz hands, as a humongous happy open grin showed clearly---but with his continued stare intensifying, I finally cracked and couldn't contain myself any longer. I broke into hysterical laughter.
Who would've thought I'd be having this much fun..with a bunch of villains??
~
Despite the large amounts of fun we were all clearly having-- and by "all", I mean me --the day was coming to a sure and for certain end. Yes..we had to move on.
I honestly didn't want to. But we had to.
With the adventures waiting outside our T.A.R.D.I.S. doors, there were also the dangers.
Dangers of being separated or killed, or worse.
There was also the matter of me getting closer and closer to eventually crossing paths with Doc, Sherly and Bats. And all this? This would cease.
I'll either be killed by the others, or have to escape with the heroes.
In all actuality, my time with the villains is rather limited.
...yeah, I sure think about cheery things when I'm getting icecream.
As I exited the shop, I stared up at the gorgeous moon roosting itself amidst the bluish sky, the clouds silently and mystically passing us all by in a slow rotation.
One of the lovely things about this place is that across the horizon, there rested a faint wall of a mixture of colors...mostly vivid shades of orange, red, yellow and purple.
And it gently tinted the land beyond it with a rainbowy complexion.
I walked across the freshly cut field of grass, greener than a Leprechaun's hat, carrying all the icecreams with both hands, holding onto them as tight as I could.
All around me flew endless summaries of fireflies, who every so often lit their bodies up with a single golden glow before flying to another part of the park. The bugs gave the place an even more magical feel.
And the town was as plain as any other.
Before me sat my companions, their backs turned to my presence, as they faced the harbor far beyond them, sitting on a rectangle slab of stone.
I came behind them, looking out onto the ocean, the horizon and moon's light simultaneously reflecting off of the ocean's surface. A small amount of large boats were sailing quietly in different directions around the general area, and distant horns could be heard every so often, as well as the bells sounding off from the various buoys. It was so peaceful, I could almost fall down and go right to sleep.
"Hiya, boys."
I was not answered.
I made a lopsided frown as I stared down at them. My eyes drifted back to the sky.
"..I didn't know another place could really have a moon, like back home."
"Of course," Master chose to respond, as a matter-of-factly.
"Every civilization like this has a moon." "Well, excuse the fraggle out've me."
Wretched master of sass...
I proceeded to bend down to each's level, handing them their own icecream bar.
"Here ya go--they didn't have any other flavors, so I got us all chocolate."
"I hate chocolate," Jim muttered, though I'm not sure if he was serious or not.
"Then close your eyes and pretend it's mocha."
Master gave the Irish man a smirk, who wasn't paying any attention to him as he pulled off the wrapper, giving the icecream a disapproving stare.
"Sorry, Bane.." I said quietly, bending down to the big lug, whom was sitting a short distance away from Master. "They didn't have anything else..and since you can't eat...well..I got you a hat."
He gave a look at first, but shortly afterwards took it and nodded gratefully, examining the black cap thoroughly, as if it were gonna get him somewhere.
I stood back, then wedged between Master and Jim, repeatedly telling the fiends to "scoot".
Once I got comfortable, shifting to and fro, I finally breathed a satisfied sigh and started picking at my bar's wrapper. "I am officially out've money."
"You paid for this with your own dough?" Joker questioned, in a rather surprised tone.
"Why'd you do that? We have money." Master scolded.
"Yes, yes, I know that. But I personally wanted to get us something special to top the day off..besides, you've gotten me tons today. It's the least I could do."
There was now silence.
I slid the wrapper right off the bar and stuffed the garbage inside my pocket.
Crunch.
I took my first bite. So chocolaty, it brought me tears.
Well....soon...I found myself staring down at the dessert on a stick, and I felt my face gradually fluctuate with sadness and confusion. ".......back home...my parents and I had icecream every night...."
They all looked at me. Oops. I didn't mean to say that aloud. O.O
Quickly, I looked and shrugged and laughed like I was kidding, trying to save myself to avoid looking like I was getting emotional. "It was just a special thing, that I'm doing with you guys now. It's funny, is all."
A few nodded at this, like, yeah, ok, and looked away, and there was silence again.
"I would say you got an improvement."
Cue my raised eyebrow at the flirty little clover.
"You got me now." He said with a wink, and unexpectedly reached in and briefly laid a hand on my knee--which I quickly smacked away, of course.
He retracted his arm, his hand now obviously sore, and for a few seconds began pouting at me, though I chose to ignore it.
Master leaned forward from beside me and gave Jim such a look, I could feel the tension and awkwardness floating in the air like tiny particles.
"I told you, don't-" "-Start?" Jim finished, solemnly rolling his eyes to him, and I knew where this was going.
"Boys."
Master made himself look away, not before glaring at me, and Jim immediately turned his attention to his icecream, proceeding to lap up the chocolate drizzling down the stick.
An even greater awkward silence followed.
And this made me uncomfortable.
"This icecream is terrible."
"Maybe you just need to reevaluate your life choices."
"You reevaluate your life choices."
I then waved my bar close to his face.
"Mine tastes good. What does that tell ya?"
"It tells me that we should be thinking about our next destination."
Master was very rude and pushy and made me look down at my icecream to see what it was telling him that it wasn't telling me. "Patience, spaceman." I finally said after a few shameful moments of gazing into the soul of my now melty dairy treat.
"There's a few things I wanna go over with you before we do take off to our next destination."
He cut his eyes at me. "Likkkkeeeee??"
".." I gave the bar a lick. "..things."
"Well that's specific."
"You're not helpful." "I'm always helpful...even when I'm not."
"Excuse me while I laugh." "No."
"You wanna know how I got these scars?" "Eating too many chocolate bars?"
Joker pointed at me, clicked his tongue, and winked.
I felt accomplished.
"What are the things?" "Did you know that icecream is cold?"
"No!" Jim exclaimed, with an exaggerated gasp.
"Sarah." Master pressed.
"I know, I couldn't believe it myself." "Demens.."
Jim, meanwhile, was looking down at his bar wondrously, like this just opened up a whole new revelation with whole new possibilities.
"Don't ignore me, Demens." "Your icecream is melting."
"DEMENS." "Ispywithmylittleeyesomethinggg--gorgeous!"
Jim instantly pointed..at himself.
I crinkled my eyebrows, then felt a nudge to my right, so I looked, and there was Master, lifting his bar to his mouth, starting to nibble on it. "You."
WHOA, WHAT.
I shrugged the thing off, "I can't exactly see myself, can I?.....and even if so, you'd be wrong, sir."
Bane now chimed in, "The scenery?"
I gave it a glance, "It is pretty.."
"My turn-" Jim started to interrupt.
"I'm not done yet!" "Ugh, just give us the answer."
"Guys, it's obviously me." By Joe, Joker was already done with his icecream. Also, I laughed.
"TELL US." "You guys have only given, like..a couple guesses. And you're not even trying."
Master groaned. "........The water!" "Nope."
"The grass!" "Nope." "This rock!" "Nope."
"Is it me?" He pleaded.
I began to smile. "Triiicccckkkk question! You're all gorgeous."
Jim scrunched up his face, "Did you just..compliment us through a game?"
I wiggled my brows, and took another bite. "Naturally."
"..My turn." "I spy with my little eye-"
Jim looked perplexed. Master glanced around the area.
"..Something round."
"Eyeballs!"
"Bane's head!"
"The moon!"
Master's face fell in disappointment, as Bane glared over at the others for insulting the shape of his head.
"Now, my turn!" "I spy with my little eye....."
Joker stared at the space between his legs, as he had them spread out infront of him, seated like a little boy.
". . . Something red."
I rose both brows. The others gave equally confused expressions as we all began to look around.
Master's eyes lifted, "The sky?" "nope."
Ugh. I looked all around me, even behind...I saw no red here. >=(
After a few minutes of us looking, I finally stopped and stared straight ahead.
". . have we been tricked?"
Joker bit his lip, impatiently. "...ah, ok..your blood."
Speaking of blood, mine started to rush alarmingly to my head. Send help.
"..Blood?" I checked all around me, and the others, but they only lowered their heads.
". . . J-Joker. . there is no blood."
Can't you see, do you not have eyes?
"You're going to bleed. Eventually." "Rubbish."
"I can see the future."
Lies. There wouldn't be any civilization if this were true.
Bane was now the only one not wanting to play. This was unacceptable.
"Oy," Pressed Master. "Baldy."
The masked brute glared.
"Play along."
But he remained silent. Meanwhile, Moriarty was busying himself making exasperating sounds from beside me, that sounded both desperate and pathetic and it forced me to take a look.
I only turned to see his pleading little Irish face, equipped with pouts, and watery eyes. The world, boy.
"It's myyyy turrrrnnnn."
...Speaking of boys.
I groaned and rolled my eyes, shaking my sore head. "Alright, Jim, YOUR turn."
He gained a horridly devious little grin and started rubbing his hands together.
"I spy something large and wavy!"
Master had on the most unimpressed expression, to which he rose a bored eyebrow from.
"The water."
Jim frowned. I busted out laughing.
". . . . . . .Something white."
We all shot our heads at Bane. "Come again?"
Bane cut his eyes at us, but did not repeat himself.
"Something white, eh?" Joker instead did the honors, and the clown immediately began searching.
Jim sniffed and gestured with his hand, "Us?"
"..Actually, even though you and I are quite pale, the human skin that is regularly identified as 'white' is, shockingly, actually peach."
"Eyeballs."
There was no response to this. We all four desperately gazed around us.
Not a single white thing. bane. why you do this.
"The moon!" Exclaimed Moriarty.
"-Actually, even though the light reflecting off of it would appear white, the moon itself is in reality rather grey." "This is ridiculous." "No, science. Keeping looking, Harry." And indeed, we did.
Abruptly, Joker lunged his arms out. "Ya gotta be kidding me!"
We all looked.
"Now that's not fair."
"The *beep*????"
"Bane, you are deliciously cruel."
Twas a white license plate on the back of a boat that was circling continuously around the harbor like clockwork. "Dang, he's good at this game.." I quietly commented.
I heard a soft chuckle come from the mercenary.
"I'm getting hungry again." "Then eat." "You eat." "I just might."
"Speaking of which, what is this business of you not having continuous hunger, Master? Cuz you're supposed to have continuous hunger."
The Timelord paused and looked out onto the sea. His face flexed as a result of deep thought.
"..I..don't know, really. Once I woke up, the hunger ceased. I have no explanations why..it shouldn't be this way." "Huh.......K, so, tell me again...how'd you find the T.A.R.D.I.S., exactly? I mean, did someone leave a note? Did things happen? Did you see anyone?"
"No." "........and?" "Just no."
"Well you're no help." "Neither are you."
"HA. Next question-" "Do you ever shut up?"
"You're basically asking me to stop being a girl..where'd you get all that money?"
His eyes slightly shifted a little in my direction..but he soon returned to dully staring ahead, remaining silent.
"Master." nope. "Master."
nothing.
I leaned back, sighed, and shook my ever-growing-tired head.
"Ack..never mind...I don't wanna know."
"Demens." "..What?" "How's your head?"
"WHOA, question about my well being, are you ok??"
"Just answer the question."
I sighed once more, "Better. It's been fine ever since I took Tauriel's miracle 'lixir. I think I'm gonna be alright now." "Good. We don't want you becoming a liability." "Wow, thanks."
..there was silence..again..
I looked around at the four, and developed a bit of a snooted-out expression.
"Gee, no wonder you guys have no friends, your people skills are crap."
"Ooh, I do believe you've gone and upset her, Saxon."
"Too bad."
My stare became intense.
I had enough of the clod. I rose up, dusted myself, and turned to leave, giving him one final dirty glare before I departed away from the group. I should've punched him harder...
- - - - -
Back at the T.A.R.D.I.S., things piled up in our possession, the Master unlocked the door infront of us and opened it wide for our lot to pass through. The lights simultaneously came on at our presence, and everything lit up a bright, bluish green.
I gazed around the massive open area, as the others scattered about, trying to figure out where to put all our new stuff. Hmm... "Well, that does it."
They froze.
I glanced up at them, then at the Master.
"Before we do anything or go anywhere else, we are REDESIGNING, posthaste."
All heads turned to the Master, as if in agreement with me, and he cut his eyes at them, as if telling them to shut up. "..Very well." He set the few things in his hold down and flapped his arms at his sides, directing attitude in my direction. "What did you have in mind?"
"Anything from this sorry excuse.."
I dumped everything in my arms into the pile of things the others brought in, and Master proceeded to copy me. Once he was close, I turned my attention to him.
"Why the frig is it a portable toilet, anyway?! You never told me."
With a slight smirk, he shrugged and glared and his eyes tried to actually pass as innocent.
"It's simple....no one wants to use one. It was the perfect disguise."
I slapped my forehead. "Ugh...forget I asked."
. . .
"How's this gonna work?" I questioned, as I stood infront of the entrance, arms crossed.
Master had positioned himself at the control panel, having turned off the lights, so that the room was almost pitch black. Joker, Bane and Moriarty were leaning against the walls a ways from us, and watched amusingly as the Timelord got things fired up.
"As you said, we're going to redesign. This particular T.A.R.D.I.S., as you know, is quite unique. It has the ability to completely upgrade it's own software, and allow you to manipulate the basic template and appliances inside the ship." "Sort've like a computer?"
"Yes. And it can do so much more. So much, that even I am still discovering.."
"Sweet."
"...Alright. There. I have it set."
"Have a what now?"
"This."
He went and pressed a button and at once, a hologram popped up right before my eyes, directly in between our distance from one another, that was large and a bright, neon blue.
It was also glowing and rotating, and agghhh, so cool. 8D
I almost felt like I was in a rave, it was so alien.
As I looked down, I saw that the lights were reflecting off of me and I looked blue, and I laughed.
I gazed back up in wonder. "What is that?"
Master slowly approached it, slightly circling it to no doubt check it's condition.
"The template. It's what we'll be able to manipulate from. The structure, the mechanics, the applications, defense...you name it."
I bounced a little, "What SORTA applications?!"
"..Furniture..appliances..." "-Technology?"
He nodded, slowly.
I grinned, "Well don't just stand there, impress a girl!"
At this, he smirked, rubbed his hands together, and went at it.
Upon his touch, the hologram reacted and as his fingers moved, the objects within the hologram moved.
I gazed at it with extreme intrigue as I leaned back against a pillar.
"Let's see...a few chairs.." "Spacey, pod-alien-levitated style!"
He gave me a few blinks. "....Adjustable form-fitted barstools."
"Black." "Black."
He paused a minute, as he hovered his hand within the middle of the projection.
"...better communications. A homing beacon--and a tracking system to find us, should we lose it again. Hm....guess a phone wouldn't be too bad.." He tapped here and there, dragging and flicking this and that.
He switched from drawing to typing at the drop of a hat, and it was getting tricky for me to catch up.
"As for the rooms..give you a proper bed..a clock..how about a little window?..a fan...and then for us."
He dabbled with this and that for a few more minutes.
Until he announced, "Done."
I jerked my head back.
His eyes turned to me, as if waiting on my review of the changes, and my face had little to tell him.
"........wow.............that's....neat...."
...I lunged forward. "--But lemme add a few little details."
His once curious eyes now widened with fear as he backed away, letting me take his place at the hologram's helm, and I wiggled my fingers, greedily.
"Oh no...." He said under his breath, which made me grin a little too mischievously.
"Let's seeeeeee...first of all, couch. We need a couch." "A couch?!"
"HECK YES. We'll need a spot to lounge, and if we have guests, we'll be needing more sitting space than just a few crummy chairs!...hmm...and a small coffee table to go with that...annndd...a TV! The best kind of widescreen beauty ever..and every single gaming system known to man."
He face-palmed pretty hard, as laughter was heard in the background.
I dragged this and that, inserted this and that, as easily as using a touch screen device.
"..Surround-sound speakers..a high-tech computer system..with a large, wide screen that slides down from the ceiling, for communications purposes."
He reached in, "No, don't-"
But I smacked his hand away with a, "Shh!"
Pause..
"Some flipping proper A.C. for the entire ship, cuz gosh....annndddd....a fridge..with a freezer..and also an oven...with a microwave..and a toaster! And a sink! And good means of electrical use!"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING."
"Hey, if this is gonna be my home, I'm gonna treat it as such!"
touch, touch, dabble, dabble...
"..hmm...now for the wall colors."
"Do not make things bloody pink."
"Boy, I oughta slap some shame into you. Honestly, within the short time that you've known me, one would think you'd get the idea by now that I hate pink!"
I huffed and dabbled with this and that some more.
"Coordinate the colors of you guys' rooms based on your personalities..Joker, a dark royal purple..Jim, a dark foresty green...Bane, a deep grey...you, a fiery, orangey-red...and me, black..black, black, lots of black, everything black.."
I set this to be the color scheme of pretty much everything else.
"...and some hall lights....THAT ARE SHAPED LIKE BAT SIGNALS, OMIGAW."
"Don't you dare!" Joker exclaimed.
I got a little too excited and did the thing, and groans were heard.
"What are you doing to us?!" moaned Jim.
"...I shall be needing a fan..a desk...drawer...TV...entertainment system...3 way lamp...oh, and we need an armory/training center."
"What the *beep* for?!" Master croaked.
"Oh, don't start that again..and if you must know, so we can be armed and have a center to train."
I smiled, sarcastically. He rolled his eyes.
But the others seemed a bit amused by my addition.
"Let's also give the place a good security system......hhmmmmmmmm....now for the outside...we need maximum fire power..heavy, advanced weaponry that pops in and out..a good shielding around the ship, too...we'll give the design something similar to the original T.A.R.D.I.S...ya know, the police box look..but more grizzled and heavy duty! And metal...I want machine guns and cannons and lasers on this baby...and throw in some spikes to the look, cuz yes."
The boys were actually starting to get a bit antsy with excitement.
"--at the top, I'm thinking a spotlight that folds in and out..case we need to signal for something.."
My hand hovered over everything for a second..
".................." I grinned. ".....Multiple bathrooms and a multi-colored disco ball for the ceiling!"
Master let out his arms, in total disbelief.
My hand raised, "DONE" and with that, it fell, and the button was pressed.
The hologram vanished.
Upon doing so, the ship instantly began to vibrate and shake and I was feeling as if I were in a rumbling stomach.
"Everyone, OUT!" Master exclaimed, bolting forward.
Just as red lights flashed inside the room, we all jumped at once, grabbing all of our belongings, and we booked it out of the joint, past the door, as if we were escaping the apocalypse.
The ship began to make all kinds of strange sounds, and as we turned to see what it was upto, we were instantly blinded by a bright, hideous white light..we wound up having to drop everything to shield our poor eyes. This lasted a few long minutes, until at last, it stopped.
Slowly, cautiously, we peeked.
WOW OUCHIE MAMA.
My word, pretty spaceship!
Joker whistled, Bane's eyes enlarged, Master's brows rose, and Jim just stared, gaping in shock, and I did everything I could to keep from busting out screaming like a Tasmanian Devil.
A beautiful black metallic object gleamed before us, looking as if we had just picked it up from the spaceship dealership. (ha....dealership..deal-a-ship..ha...ha ha...haaa..........I regret nothing)
"Holy mother of pearl!"
I'mma genius.
Master just kept gawking and gawking at the sight, his eyes widening by the minute.
I prodded him hard in the side with my elbow, as I wiggled my eyebrows upon our eye contact.
"And you were worried I was gonna make it pink."
He sniffed a laugh, shrugging his shoulders, as he looked at it again.
"Not half bad, Demens....."
"HALF BAD?! Dude, I did an epic job! Just look at it! It's perfect! Totally us--in fact, it screams us! We are gonna look like freaking rockstars out there!"
At this, I took a look at my companions, and I no longer could contain the overwhelming grin I had been storing up. "Look at us, we are just the cutest darn things ever, looking all attractive and bad tail."
My arms shot out, "Four handsome chaps, and a weird little girl, against the universe! Going where none before them ever dared!" I started forward, like I was going on an expedition.
Master leaned in towards Jim, with a mean smirk.. "She means you."
Jim's face crinkled with confusion.
Joker called out, "Speaking of the girl, are you sure we should still be taking him?"
"..Come again?"
"If you are, well..we'll just have to manage, I suppose."
"YOU'RE GETTING RID OF ME?" "Nah, you're not the girl we're talking about."
I spun at once when I reached the door, "........who did you think I was--?"
They all at once pointed directly at Jim, who made a lopsided frown.
"I--" I said with a point..then curled my lips back slowly, and hurriedly turned back to the doors.
"-am not touching that."
Open says-a-me.
"Alright, boys, let's go!"
° ° °
Sweet bacon.
Never have I seen so much beauty in one day.
The inside of the ship was everything I had wished for.
Exactly how I pictured it.
I was so busy staring at it all in awe, that it took me about five minutes before I was snapped back to reality by the Master, who was now standing at the controls.
I shot my head at him, looking as innocent as possible.
"What?"
His face got a bit tense. "Where to next?"
"What???"
"I said wHERE TO NE-"
"GOTHAM GOTHAM GOTHAM GOTHAM GOTHAM GOTHAM GOTHAM!!!"
I about almost killed him as I lunged my existence his way, grabbing at the clothing near his throat, and he hurriedly shoved me away. "ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT!"
He shrugged his uneasy body and started messing with the controls, loudly cracking his neck, while I seated back in my barstool, lacing my fingers together, and smiling patiently.
I kicked my legs from below, to add to the cuteness factor.
"Gotham City..coming right up."
I glanced behind me and grinned wide at Joker and Bane as the two sat on the couch, watching intently.
Jim sat on the floor, like a dope, for reasons I am still not aware of.
All I was aware of was within a few seconds, WHOOSH!!
We were off again!
Onward to a new world!
° ° °
This time, however, there was no crash landing.
In fact, it was a smooth landing. The smoothest landing possible.
A landing so smooth, it didn't even feel like we landed at all.
And there was no violent thrashing to knock me off my chair.
I remained seated, looking all around in wonder, as the question of whether we stopped or not hovered in the air. Master gave a few things a quick check, then started off around the panel, heading straight for the doors. At the same time, I jumped after him, following like a skippy, excited puppy.
As he threw open the doors, my heart leapt.
............but something wasn't right.
I stuck my head out the open space and looked around.
It appeared to be a dark, night-time sky ahead of us, with lots of beautiful stars twinkling brightly.....
but nothing more.
I stuck my head back in and gave Master a dead-eyed, solemn look.
"This isn't Gotham."
My tone was dead-panned and dry.
"I know that!" He snapped, looking away sassily.
...then he looked back, with his big brown puppy eyes.
"..It's not?"
I shook my head, rather sadly.
He sniffed and sighed and cursed and I sighed and didn't curse and as he ran back to the controls to see what in the blazes, I turned back around and suddenly, SLAM!
BOOM!
'XPLOSION!
I nearly lost my footing and I fell against the doors, almost falling through the open space, as the ship was rammed into. The others reacted to the violent thrashing the T.A.R.D.I.S. made and I shot my head at the Master, who caught himself against one of the stools.
"What the bloody *beep*?!"
"What was that?!" Jim exclaimed, busily scrambling to the couch.
Master quickly moved to the screen to examine the cameras, as another very loud and obnoxious blast occurred, that threw me outta balance again. Just as I tried to close the doors.
He struggled to stay still as he squinted at what he saw.
"What the----PIRATES?!"
"PIRATES?!" The rest of us exclaimed.
"This definitely ain't Gotham!" Joker yelled.
"Then where the bajeezus are we?!" I retorted.
Master checked again.
"Nev.....Never.....N-"
Yet another blast occurred, that was so violent and powerful, it threw me back, FAR back, and I squealed as my body kept falling, into an open space, and I literally felt myself go in slow motion past the doorway, helplessly descending back through the air.. and the inside of the T.A.R.D.I.S. grew further and further away from me.
"SARAH!!!!"
The others screamed, lunging in mere seconds after me; but it was pointless, for I was already gone.
My breath left me and gravity pulled me around, causing me to face below, and I quickly realized that we were not landed--we were hovering high in the air, and I was hurdling fast from the top of the sky, towards a large island, surrounded by endless sea, and a pirate ship was spotted below, and at once, I knew.
Son of a Beetlejuice...
Neverland.
'I crinkled my eyebrows, then felt a nudge to my right, so I looked, and there was Master, lifting his bar to his mouth, starting to nibble on it. "You."'
ReplyDeleteSee? The Master does defend and like you! I like him.
This part was excellent! Many laughs to be had and I love how it ends. I can't wait for more!
I really really really really really really loved this chapter.
ReplyDeleteOK cuz I'm weird and I always love just the casual interaction between characters rather than intense fight scenes and dramatic separations -deep breath- this was my favorite chapter so far!!
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