A Work in Progress - 002

A Work in Progress - 002

002 - Asking for Trouble


*In Jon's Office*

*Jon is sitting at his computer with a frustrated look on his face as Freak looks over his shoulder*

Freak: I told you it wasn't that easy. But listening to reason never seems to work with you.

Jon: You want me to hurt you, right?

Freak: Oh no, that's quite alright. You seem to have enough to do today.

Jon: Then leave me the hell alone!

Freak: Fine, I'll leave. Just don't come asking me for any help.

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*The scene shifts to inside the Lab as Freak enters and sits down with the other two at a table*

Rip: So how is the mastermind?

*A scream of aggravation had been heard from above*

Freak: As well as can be expected as far as he is concerned.

Pisces: What is he working on?

Freak: The website that he promised us. He's finding it harder to build than he thought.

Rip: Did he think that it would just pop into existence?

Freak: No, he just didn't know it would be this difficult. Anyways, how did your search of this place go?

Pisces: With the exception of the Rubber Duck, it is almost an exact copy of the lab back at SODAS.

Rip: Everything is just out of place, so it was a pain to sort through.

Freak: Did you get a hold of the others?

Pisces: Rock, Kumo and Sam are getting everyone ready to come here.

Freak: They're taking this better than I thought.

Rip: They're just too used to having an idiot with ADD in charge.

*A shadow then appears in the middle of the table and was slowly getting bigger, Rip doesn't seem to notice it just yet*

Pisces: Now would be a good time to move, huh?

Freak: Indeed it is.

*Freak & Pisces get up and move away*

Rip: Where the hell are you two goi~ *sees the growing shadow* . . . Oh bugger.

*A large sized bare foot then slams on top of Rip making PHFFfffffftttttttttt sound*

Freak: *pokes his head back in* And what have we learned?

Rip: *from under the foot* That Jon is a DICK!

*Another, much larger foot was now heading for Rip as well*

Freak: *looks up* And on that note. *waves* G’night Folks! *ducks back out*

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*back up in Jon's Office*

Jon: *sitting at his desk with a bottle of Mountain Dew* That was slightly therapeutic.