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ladyofleithian) wrote2011-04-20 08:52 am
ladyofleithian) wrote2011-04-20 08:52 am
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Too Good Is True, Chapter Eighteen: The Emo-Dom Is Strong With This One
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[INT. COLONEL TOBIN'S QUARTERS -- NIGHT.
Instead of reading the fic, Anakin and company are currently watching Obi-Wan act out Boromir's Last Stand with shadow puppets.]
OBI-WAN: ...the mighty Uruk-Hai warrior raises his bow and fires another arrow into our hero's chest...
MIRA: That's nice, Obi-Wan, but shouldn't we get back to MSTing the fic?
OBI-WAN (pleasantly): True, true. (Sighs, pleading look) Are you sure you don't want to watch my shadow puppets some more?
MIRA (placating): Maybe later.
OBI-WAN: Very well. Carry on.
"Okay, I'll be over a half an hour or fourty-five
ANAKIN: Spelling: you're doing it wrong.
minutes. Bye!" I hung up the phone and walked in to the livingroom,
OBI-WAN: The home of Jonathan Livingston Seagull.
where Joe don was reading. "I'm going to take Dusty over to Christine's.in couple minutes."
ANAKIN: Punctuation -- you're doing it wrong.
OBI-WAN: Kindly stop stealing my material?
ANAKIN: Sorry, master!
Joe don looked up from his book.
Joe don - "Do you want me to come with you?"
Desiree - "No, you can stay here and relax."
BOBA FETT: *Nodding off*
Joe don - "K."
Desiree - "Oh, one more thing. Keep an eye on Melvin and don't let him in the bathroom."
BGM: Melvin, Melvin, brother of the Joker...
NOSTALGIA CRITIC: Okay! Play something else?
BGM: *Plays the "Doug" theme*
NOSTALGIA CRITIC: Kill it! Kill it! Now!
Anakin uses the Force to turn it off.
MIRA: Are you okay?
NOSTALGIA CRITIC (tiny): It's the DOUG theme. It's evil.
Joe don - "Okay."
NOSTALGIA CRITIC: No! Really! It's evil! Why does no one belieeeeeeeeeeeve me...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I secured to the trailer door and drove to Christine's.
As I drove up the drive way I saw a huge arena on the righ, half of it was covered an the other half was "outdoor". On the left was big paddocks with a large oak tree in each one for shade. The house sat farther back. I drove up to the barn and parked on the horse shoe drive way in front. As I was geting out of Joe don's truck, Christine came out leading a big red roan.
ANAKIN: Big red what?
BOBA FETT: *Snoring loudly*
"I'll be there in minute. You can start unloading Dusty."
Desiree - "Okay." I walked around to the back of the trailer and undid the back door. As I was backing Dusty out of the trailer, Christine returned. We walked in to the barn, a big red barn eight or nine stalls on each side of twelve foot cement ialeway,
ARAWN: Twelve foot cement what?
and put Dusty in the sixth stall on the right.
Christine - "I'll let him out to graze in a couple hours. Is there any special feeding things I should know about him?"
Desiree - "I brought two bags of Strategy GX, they're in the back of the pickup." We walked out to the pickup and I grabbed a bag. "He has had heaves before, so if he gets them againbefore fall, I don't think he will but you never know. Anyway, I give him up to two tablespoons of Anti-Hist mixed in a quarter cup of cornoil and pour that on his grain. And at the beginning of October I start putting about a quarter cup of corn oil on his grain. It helps him keep on weight. I think that's it"
ANAKIN (face buried in hands): Oh Force...
Christine - "Okay. Feel free to come anytime and see or ride him. I have a gate a little ways farther up the drive way that I close if I don't want someone driving up too the house, but the barn is always open."
Desiree - "I will. Thank you again, Christine."
Christine - "No problem."
Desiree - "Well, I'll get out of your hair."
Christine - "Bye!"
PALPATINE (despairing): Will the insanity never end?
TERRI CLARK (smiling): Nope. Not by a longshot.
PALPATINE: *Sighs* Suddenly I'm quite open to Master Kenobi's suggestion of shadow puppets...
[INT. COLONEL TOBIN'S QUARTERS -- NIGHT.
Instead of reading the fic, Anakin and company are currently watching Obi-Wan act out Boromir's Last Stand with shadow puppets.]
OBI-WAN: ...the mighty Uruk-Hai warrior raises his bow and fires another arrow into our hero's chest...
MIRA: That's nice, Obi-Wan, but shouldn't we get back to MSTing the fic?
OBI-WAN (pleasantly): True, true. (Sighs, pleading look) Are you sure you don't want to watch my shadow puppets some more?
MIRA (placating): Maybe later.
OBI-WAN: Very well. Carry on.
"Okay, I'll be over a half an hour or fourty-five
ANAKIN: Spelling: you're doing it wrong.
minutes. Bye!" I hung up the phone and walked in to the livingroom,
OBI-WAN: The home of Jonathan Livingston Seagull.
where Joe don was reading. "I'm going to take Dusty over to Christine's.in couple minutes."
ANAKIN: Punctuation -- you're doing it wrong.
OBI-WAN: Kindly stop stealing my material?
ANAKIN: Sorry, master!
Joe don looked up from his book.
Joe don - "Do you want me to come with you?"
Desiree - "No, you can stay here and relax."
BOBA FETT: *Nodding off*
Joe don - "K."
Desiree - "Oh, one more thing. Keep an eye on Melvin and don't let him in the bathroom."
BGM: Melvin, Melvin, brother of the Joker...
NOSTALGIA CRITIC: Okay! Play something else?
BGM: *Plays the "Doug" theme*
NOSTALGIA CRITIC: Kill it! Kill it! Now!
Anakin uses the Force to turn it off.
MIRA: Are you okay?
NOSTALGIA CRITIC (tiny): It's the DOUG theme. It's evil.
Joe don - "Okay."
NOSTALGIA CRITIC: No! Really! It's evil! Why does no one belieeeeeeeeeeeve me...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I secured to the trailer door and drove to Christine's.
As I drove up the drive way I saw a huge arena on the righ, half of it was covered an the other half was "outdoor". On the left was big paddocks with a large oak tree in each one for shade. The house sat farther back. I drove up to the barn and parked on the horse shoe drive way in front. As I was geting out of Joe don's truck, Christine came out leading a big red roan.
ANAKIN: Big red what?
BOBA FETT: *Snoring loudly*
"I'll be there in minute. You can start unloading Dusty."
Desiree - "Okay." I walked around to the back of the trailer and undid the back door. As I was backing Dusty out of the trailer, Christine returned. We walked in to the barn, a big red barn eight or nine stalls on each side of twelve foot cement ialeway,
ARAWN: Twelve foot cement what?
and put Dusty in the sixth stall on the right.
Christine - "I'll let him out to graze in a couple hours. Is there any special feeding things I should know about him?"
Desiree - "I brought two bags of Strategy GX, they're in the back of the pickup." We walked out to the pickup and I grabbed a bag. "He has had heaves before, so if he gets them againbefore fall, I don't think he will but you never know. Anyway, I give him up to two tablespoons of Anti-Hist mixed in a quarter cup of cornoil and pour that on his grain. And at the beginning of October I start putting about a quarter cup of corn oil on his grain. It helps him keep on weight. I think that's it"
ANAKIN (face buried in hands): Oh Force...
Christine - "Okay. Feel free to come anytime and see or ride him. I have a gate a little ways farther up the drive way that I close if I don't want someone driving up too the house, but the barn is always open."
Desiree - "I will. Thank you again, Christine."
Christine - "No problem."
Desiree - "Well, I'll get out of your hair."
Christine - "Bye!"
PALPATINE (despairing): Will the insanity never end?
TERRI CLARK (smiling): Nope. Not by a longshot.
PALPATINE: *Sighs* Suddenly I'm quite open to Master Kenobi's suggestion of shadow puppets...
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Sage: *as IS Sage* it's so boring not even I can't compute it.
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