The Rocking Chair (2)

The Rocking Chair (2)

SunAeryn -- “Who you callin’ old and fraile?”

could be heard over the intercom. "Ya'll can find yer money, call in favors from your Senator nephews all you want. I'm getting my Prowler outa here and finding Rae, Rag and 6thy. If I so happen to take out a few of those creepy Reality people, so much better!" Sun ranted. "Now is someone going to open the frellin' docking door down here today?! I really don't want to fly my Prowler through the wall, but I will if I have to." Sun added

"Sun, fighting isn't going to solve the problem." Kay admonished.

"Kay, I didn't say anything about fighting. Just that I am going to go get Rae, Rag, and 6thy out of the clutches of those heathen Reality creeps. That's all, if the Reality creeps get in my way, well, to bad for them." Sun quiped.

Vi and the others laughed. "She has a point, Kay. Someone does need to help Rae, Rag, and 6thy get away, her Prowler can go invisible now that she added that little gizmo she got from WonderWoman." Vi added

"Well, someone gonna open this dang door today or not?" Sun asked, slowly hoping into her Prowler

Raven-Kat -- “What we need,”

Rae tells Rag and 6th with a grin as the guards lead them into the office-building, "is a little diversion."

"Come on, Rae." 6th says. "Neither of us is as young as we used to be. I don't think it would work quite the same."

"Hmmmm." Rae considers this for a moment. "Well, I could fall and pretend to break a hip..."

RagnarRB -- No need to worry on that score ladies

"I already have all the diversion we'll ever need." He smiled and winked knowingly.

The two ladies looked at him like he was daft. His shoulders slumped. Shaking his head.

He looked around to see if anyone was looking, no? No. He doffed his helmet and turned it for 6th and Rae to see.

There curled up inside, clinging to a piece of padding sewn inside, was the once white haired kitten, now grey, much like he was. The magics that had given birth to the kitten had kept it a kitten but it hadn't escaped many of the more normal ravages of time...as if it were actually a person.

"See, my favorite pesky diversion." 6th and Rae smiled

Raven-Kat -- “Ragnar, you are a wonder!”

Rae says with a grin, standing on her toes to give him a kiss on the face. "Truly a prince (or is it warlord?) among men. So, we just set her loose? Or is there a plan?"

Cjruse74 -- Ok, Sun, I’ll let you out, but remember

that Rag, Rae and 6thy are trying to create a diversion for us at the Reality Channel hq. If the head of the organization is distracted, then the flunkies over here won't know what to do when we start resisting them. OK Sunny? Can you remember all that? I know it's a lot to remember Sunny. DON'T RESCUE THEM, HELP THEM DISTRACT THE HQ! (Just in case you didn't have your hearing aid my friend) =)

*chryse opens the underground hangar bay to let Sunny out in her Prowler. The ship takes off and goes invisible. the bay doors are resecured before the goons outside realized what happened.*

Outside the Reality Channel goons are wondering if they really saw a large black fighter jet just take off from behind the Farscape Mansion then disappear. They shake their heads and decide that it was an optical illusion created by their own tiredness.

IQ smiles quietly to himself as he realizes that it really was a Prowler, probably piloted by Sunny going off to create a little mayhem. *I hope you know what you are doing guys. This is gonna be tricky.*

SunAeryn -- It’s about Frellin’ time

Sun mumbles as she flies her Prowler towards the Reality HQ. "Distraction indeed! I'll show them a frellin' distraction! I can hear just fine Chryse! Hearing aid! Ha! I don't need no stinking hearing aid! I never listened to my music as loud as some of you did!" Sun added as she moved closer to the Reality HQ. Just as she was coming up to the building she saw Rae, Rag and 6thy getting pulled out of the limo. "What the frell is that?" Sun wondered noticing a fluffy white thing on 6thy head. "Is that? It can't be. I thought she was stuck in the air ducts at the Mansion. Well I'll be! It is kitten!" Sun said to herself. "Hmmmm, if only she wasn't on 6thy's head. I could use her to help with this little diversion." Sun manuvered her Prowler a little lower, it made the sand move around like a small sand storm. "This could work....they can't see me....but the sand is kicking up like made. I wonder if Rae, Rag, 6thy and kitten will figure it out." Sun added as she just kept manuvering her Prowler to keep the sand moving.

"What the heck? Where's all this wind coming from?" the Reality Goons moaned. They were beginning to have problems seeing.

Kaybe0 -- In the Mansion,

the gang hears hammering going on out in the foyer. They come out to see what is going on, and they see Kay, at the stairs, bent over a step with a hammer, pulling the nails loose, and pulling the board up to see what is underneath. Behind her, and following close behind, is Jilla's son, shaking his head, and hammering the nails back down to each step she leaves. "What the hezmana are you doing Kay?" asked Beebo with a frown on her face. "I'm looking for the blasted money," said Kay absentmindedly as she continues on with her task.

Raven-Kat -- From bad

The Reality Thugs herd Sixth, Rag, and Rae onto an elevator.

"Oh, thankyou, dear." Rae says in her best decrepit little old lady voice. "I don't think I could have made it up all those stairs."

Sixth and Rag smirk, and the kitten purrs. The goon stares suspiciously at Ragnar.

"Oh dear..." Rae mutters. The goon glares back at her. "It's my asthma." Rae says. "Always acts up when I'm under stress..." rae wheezes a couple of times for effect.

"Hmmm." the goon grunts.

"You wait until you're old and helpless!" Rae snaps. "Then see how it feels to be treated in such a shabby manner!"

Rae grins as Ragnar tucks the kitten away a little more securely. "So," rae asks, "What floor are we going to? Seems we've been on this benighted thing forever?"

"Top floor." the goon tells her. "The pent-house."

rae smiles at the thought of all the havoc... er, fun, they can have.

SunAeryn -- “Ow, ow, ow!”

"What's the matter?" Rae and 6thy asked.

"I think kitten is trying to tell me something." Ragnar answered trying not to rip the helmet off and strangle kitten.

"Do you guys feel like someone is watching us?" 6thy asked looking around the empty penthouse, well the thugs were there, but they don't count.

"Um, 6thy, the thugs are watching us." Ragnar added

"I know that. I mean someone else." 6thy added looking out the window.

"Oh, my goodness!" 6thy gasped as Sun decloaked long enough to let 6thy see her.

"Now what?" Rae asked looking in the direction 6thy was looking.

"Sun's here." 6thy whispered

"Where? I don't see her." Ragnar stated, wishing he could take kitten off his head

"She's in her Prowler, just outside the window, cloaked." 6thy added

"Oh, wonder what she's up to?" Rae thought

Sun started to circle the building, devising a plan to help 6thy, Rae, kitten and Ragnar wreak some havoc on the Reality goons. Sun eased her invisible Prowler close to the window and tapped the window. She moved to another window, tapped and moved. The goons kept looking at the windows but couldn't see anything.

"What's going on?" they wondered aloud

"What?" 6thy, Rae and Ragnar asked

"Don't you all hear that?" the goons responded

"What? We don't hear anything." replied the 3 Scoobies

Sun kept on tapping and moving until the goons looked completely lost. Then she..................

Mouse2000 -- Moved the Prowler

towards the opposite end of the room and started the tapping again.

Meanwhile, Mouse's granddaughter and Mouse were practicing their cardiokickboxing (with a few more rest periods in deference to Mouse). Mouse was thinking out loud trying to figure out where the old weapons were when her granddaughter piped up and said, "Why don't you just get the new ones that Aunt Rae put away?"

"What new ones?" Mouse asked, suddenly feeling better about the whole situation.

"The new ones, in Aunt Rae's attic! Didn't you know about them? She and Uncle IQ thought it would be a good idea to keep some of the new weapons in a safe place. She even told me the combination to the lock! Tell me you didn't know about them - I though you knew everything!" she said with a copy of Mouses' own sly smile.

"Well, sweetie, your Aunt Rae sometimes likes to keep things to herself, unless necessary - you know, it's the PeaceKeeper in her."

"PeaceKeeper? She's a PeaceKeeper?" I thought they were just used for the U.N.?"

Mouse laughed quietly and said, "When she gets back, ask her about it! Now show me the weapons!"

Raven-Kat -- “Now, Ragnar....”

Rae whispers, giving the Viking a nudge. "NOW!"

Ragnar rips off his helmet and releases a VERY aggitated kitten onto the floor as the Reality Goons attempt to find the source of the tapping noise.

Rae nods to Sixth, and the two grab the nearest Reality Goon firmly from behind.

Ragnar takes a step forward and nearly trips over kitten, who's sitting on the floor licking her paw. "Do SOMETHING!" Ragnar yells.

The kitten looks around at him with a smile, then takes off running, right into a stand that holds a VERY expensive vase. The stand topples, and two of the goons dive to catch the vase, managing only to give themselves concussions as the vase shatters on the floor.

A Reality Executive enters the room as this is happening and looks about in confusion. "What the--"

That's when the mahem, er, FUN really begins... :)

RagnarRB -- Seeing the exec

artickitten races over to his shinny shoe and looks up at him. If only cats could smile....she raises a leg and piddles....

"Tell me again Rae how this violence is going to outsmart anyone and solve our problems?"

Raven-Kat -- “Problem?”

Rae stops short and lets the goon go. "Outsmart?" She scratches her head. "OH, yes, that's RIGHT... I'd forgotten that we were here for a reason." Rae giggles. "Must be my age finally catching up with me..."

RagnarRB -- The Scaper mistake

The Reality exec placed his hands upon his hips and looked down at the kitten who had moved from peeing on his shoe to nipping at his trouser leg and worrying it to death. With a soft pop a set of small false teeth popped out of the kittens mouth. Her gums slapped shut. She tried jumping for them where they were stuck in his pant leg. She just didn't have the bounce she used to.

He sighed,shaking off his expensive shoes. *When would people learn that thinks aren't the same here in Reality? How far the human race has fallen...

Across the room Rae released the security guard in a moments hesitation. Still pretty spry for an older woman. She turned to Ragnar and mumbled...

Reaching down the exec picked up the kitten by the scruff of the neck and raised her to eye level. *My the wonderous things one encounters in this job."That'll be enough of that cat."

moew...meow...sounding a little weak and slurred without her teeth. Shaking his head the man held to cat out for one of his other security men to take. Old people were such a chore.Animals were worse.

Rae pushed the guard away from her and reached into her clothing drawing her pulsepistol. "That's close enough Mr....Mr....?"

"You cam call me Mr. Real"

The gentleman stopped and smirked. *These older people were stranger than usuall. Maybe he should suggest a age limit at the next meeting...was there still romm in the physco wards?

"Rae what are you doing?" asked a suprisingly doscile 6th.

"We can take him prisoner and demand they spare our Mansion!"

The exec smiled. Ragan wondered why none of the security guards moved to intervene. He also wondered why he felt so much weaker here. The man before them crossed his arms and smiled.

"And how do you propose to do that?" He asked. The guards were smiling too. Why? Didn't they know Rae was a crack shot?

"Because I'll shoot you that's why."

He scoffed. "Really?...with that?" He gestured towards her weapon.

Rae looked a bit strained.

"Go ahead." The exec gave his permission as he moved towards his desk.

"Stop!" Rae commanded.

He shook his head..."I think not...." He reached casually for the cigar box. Miffed Rae fired a warning shot...

A small stream of cold water squirted from the end of her water pistol and landed on his desk. Her eyes widened....

The others in the room chuckled and laughed at her expense, as if sharing a private joke. 6th and Ragnar moved to support their friend.

He pinched the end off the cigar. "I'm afraid you've been in the SciFi channel TOO long Miss. This is REALITY. You may run around that Mansion of yours playing games and shooting brite lights are each other but here?...Here it's just a water pistol. Here things are real. Not imagined...."

There came another knocking on a window pane. He turned to one of his men. "And go get that old lady off that contraption and make her stop knocking on the windows before she hurts herself." He turned back to the confused three. "And that goes for your 'invisable' friend, Sun you called her, circling the building on a tricycle." He shook his head and struck a match.

"You old biddies ought to be in an asilym."

The smell of cigar smoke began to waff around the room.

Raven-Kat -- Wide-eyed,

Rae allows one of the guards to take her water-pistol. Her feathers look a little greyer than usual, and the old spark is gone from her eyes.

"Could you turn up the air-conditioner?" she whimpers, sitting on the floor. "It's so warm in here..."

The reality exec smiles benignly at her. "Of course, miss." He puffs his cigar and smiles.

IQ120 -- Knock, knock, knock....

...there was a sudden tapping at the door.

"Come in." Said Mr. Real. The door opened and in walked a very tired looking IQ.

"Ah, Mr. 120, I was wondering..."*pffft* a dart from the stun gun IQ had hid behind his back hit him.

One after another of the guards fell to the ground.

"Come on," Said IQ, "We have to get of off this floor."

IQ, Rae, Ragnar, and 6thy filed into the elevator.

"Whew!" said IQ, "Here's the plan: somewhere in this building are records of some pretty shady deals The Reality Channel has taken part in. If we can find those records, we can release an onslaught of lawsuits against the Reality Channel, that will surely signify it's demise..."

RagnarRB -- Oh man!!!....

It wasn't until after the elevator doors had closed and IQ found himself under the assailing hugs of Rae and 6th that Ragnar remembered.

*It must be nice not to have aged IQ.

"Frell!!!" Ragnar exclaimed. That was enough to get attention. He seldom swore.

"What big guy?" 6th asked.

Ragnar looked at them with worry and concern etched on his face. "We forgot the others!" Blasted they were getting old. They weren't even thinking. IQ couldn't have known either.

"Huh?" IQ intoned, obviously missing something but getting that dread in his stomach anyway. He hadn't had a chance to view the survaillence tapes before entering the room. He had spent so long getting to this point. Now was not the time to be careless. He had missed something "What are you talking about Rag?"

"Sun and kitten!" Rae exclaimed, suddenly remembering herself. "Sun is on her way up from the first floor and they took artickitten away somewhere! What are we going to do now?"

IQ shook his head. He had hoped for a clean escape but his cover was now blown and there was no help for it. The Scapers looked at one another. The helpful voice of the elevator announced yet another floor they passed.

KaraS -- With a *ding* the elevator door

opened, and Sixth, Rae, Ragnar and IQ found themselves staring into the muzzles of six revolvers, pointed right at them.

"Get out of the elevator!" the head security guard barked. "Down on the floor, NOW!"

"That almost sounds familliar." Ragnar mused as he pushed the "close door" button.

There was a muffled "Hey! You can't do that!" from the other side of the door as the elevator started moving up again.

"Now what?" Sixth asked.

"It's time for plan B." IQ said.

"What's plan B?" Rae asked.

"Well," IQ said. "It's like this..."

Raven-Kat -- Plan B

"Well," IQ admitts, "I hadn't actually come up with plan B yet."

"So we have to?" Rae asks. "Great! Plan B is not my job! I don't DO plan B!"

"So we've gathered." 6th mutters.

The elevator begins decsending. Ragnar frowns and punches buttons. "They've over-ridden it."

"You guys do plan B. I'm outta here." Rae jumps up with her arms extended and knocks off the elevator ceiling panel. Jumping again, she wraps her fingers tightly around the ridge and pulls herself onto the roof of the elevator as it begins its descent. "Coming?"

"Plan B." Ragnar mutters, smiling. He reaches up and with a lot of help from Rae above and IQ and 6th below he pulls himself onto the ceiling of the elevator.

Sixth and IQ follow suite, and they quickly pop the ceiling-panel back into place.

"So, when it reaches the bottom floor," IQ says, "We can pry open the door to floor two?"

"Hey!" Rae says, grinning, "Good plan, IQ!"

Kaybe0 -- Meanwhile, back at the mansion..

Kaybe is quite determined to continue looking for the money.

The others shake their heads, a little worried that Kay has really began to lose it. To appease her, a few join in the search, looking behind the picture safes, and in other nooks and krannies. Nearing the top of the stairs in her search, Kay comes upon some hidden keys in one of the steps. Smiling gleefully, Kay turns to show the others her treasure. "What do the keys go to Kay?" asked Drum quietly, shaking his head sadley at his old friend. "And I still don't understand what this money you keep harping about is going to do to save the mansion." Looking slightly confused, Kay says "Well, the money is sure to come in handy with those scoundrels in Reality. But, there is more than money. I'm sure of it. And, I just know that it is important. If I could only remember what these keys go to."

SunAeryn -- “Who the frell are you calling old?”

Sun yelled as the cruel, imaginationless Mr. Real, threw her and kitten in a cell. Sun was not at all pleased. Kitten was desperatly trying to claw her way out of the little cage she was in. Sun reached over to unlock it. "If you do that, I'll shoot you." Mr. Real told Sun. Sun eyed the imaginationless Mr. Real, looked at the cage Kitten was in. Sun decided that opening the cage while Mr. Real was around wasn't a good idea. "You should be ashamed of yourself. Treating us like this." Sun scolded. Mr. Real just turned to the guard and "If she tries to open that cage, shoot her." Mr. Real left the room.

Sun began to pace the cell, thinking. "I have to get out of here. Away from this place, I know my Prowler is real. It's only because we are in the clutches of Mr. Real that we can't see that." Sun mumbled.

"Meooooowww! Let me out of here." Kitten howled. The guard moved closer, Sun looked at the guard.

"I'm just minding my own here. I'm not touching that cage." Sun said leaning down

"Listen, Kitten, be quiet. I'm thinking of something and when I figure it out, I'll let you know. Do you think you could calm down now?" Sun whispered.

Geting up Sun looked closely at the guard. He looked familiar.

"Do I know you?" Sun asked.

"Um.....I ah.....don't think so." The guard stammered. Sun kept looking at him. It finally dawned on her.

"I do know you!" Sun exclaimed. "DJ, what the frell are you doing?" Sun yelled at her nephew. "When you told me you got a job, you didn't mention anything about who it was with." Sun sounded disappointed

"Auntie Sunnie, I'm sorry, but I had to....I needed the money to pay for college. My grades fell and I lost my baseball scholarship." DJ said, hanging his head. Sun walked closer to the bars,

"Head Bouncer, why didn't you tell me? I have money, I would have helped you out!" DJ looked at her,

"Aunt Sunnie, don't call me that!"

"What? Head Bouncer? lol DJ, I've been calling you that since you were 3, it's not going to stop now." Sun smiled at her nephew, remembering the day she came up with that name.

"Now, you going to help your Aunt Sunnie out of here or not?" Sun looked at her nephew.

"I could lose my job." DJ exclaimed.

"So, you like working for a company that plans to steal all the imagination from the world?" Sun asked

"Not really, but I need the money." DJ explained.

"DJ, what part of 'I have money' did you not understand?" Sun asked. DJ laughed,

"Aunt Sunnie, I couldn't take your money."

"Who the frell said anything about taking it. I'm giving it to you." Sun added.

She then reached over and unlocked Kitten. Kitten scampered out of the cell,

"I'll go find the others" was all Sun heard.

"Listen DJ, I need to get out of here and help my Scooby pals, be a dear and open the door." Sun smiled at her nephew. DJ looked at Sun, thought a moment,

"Oh, what the heck, I haven't really liked this job. They aren't paying me enough to be mean to you and your friends." DJ said unlocking the door.

"Now, that's the spirit." Sun said as they headed out.

Little did Rae, 6thy, Rag, and IQ know, they were on the same floor as Kitten and Sun. Kitten ran right into Ragnar

WHAP! "Meororoww!" Kitten howled.

"What the yotz?" Ragnar said, looking down.

"Sun's been locked up. She knows the guard but he wasn't letting her out." Kitten informed the small gang.

"Hey gang! This is my nephew DJ and he's agreed to help us get out of this imagination sucking building." Sun said walking up.

JilaCosa -- “C’mon now, Auntie Kay.”

Jila's son sighs as Kaybe sits on the top stair with the keys in her hands. "You're not thinking about tearing the walls up are you? I know you are sure that you stored your money and stuff around here during all these years but the Dominion is really going to start having problems if you tear up the Mansion. I put the stairs back to original condition but I'm not sure I could do the same for the walls. Why don't you just rest a minute and it might come to you."

"Young man, I know you think I'm just a Senile Old Woman," Kaybe began with a sigh of her own, "but if you'll just bare with me a little while longer I'll remember where I hid that stuff."

Kaybe's own kids sit down on each side of her at the top of the stairs. "Mom, why didn't you tell us about all this stuff you've been stashing away? We could have helped you now."

"You'd have thought I was crazy. Weapons, money, oh the list is too long to remember exactly. I did it for your own protection. Some of that stuff is pretty dangerous."

"Mom, if you'll come back to our suite and have some tea perhaps it'll jog your memory. Ok?" Kaybe looks at her kids and wonders how she raised such marvelous, caring kids.

"Okay, let's go. And just remember, I'm only doing this to humor you." Kaybe growled at the worried faces of her kids and then started to laugh.

Kaybe's kids look back and Jila's son who mouths a appreciative "Thank You".

Raven-Kat -- “This is the LIFE!”

Rae announces happily as the group skulks through the hallways of the reality channel. "I mean this is living!"

"What is she so happy about?" DJ asks Sunny softly.

"She gets like this." Sunny said. "Never happy unless she is--"

"Banging heads!" Rae finishes happily. "Just like old times..."

Kaybe0 -- Kay sat down on the stairs

chuckling to herself. "What is it, Auntie?" asked Jila's son. A few minutes ago, she was going on and on, and now, she was chuckling like nothing was wrong. "Well, Sweetie," she said with a twinkle in her eye, " For the life of me, I can't remember why I wanted to find the money and the object of this keyring. Now, don't worry, I'm not going batty or anything. I know full well we have to get over on those Reality people, but, I am not sure why it is so important to find all those hidden weapons or money. Why would we give it to them? And the time for violence is past us. Now, we can still hold our own, mind you, but, I think with all of us wise old fools, that we can think of something a little more constructive, and mischevious", she added with a twinkle.

Kaybe0 -- You might have something there

said Ragnar, when he heard Kay say they should put their minds together. "Lets make a plan. Chryse, get on that voice contraption and call the gang in here." Lets decide what is going to be done to put an end to these shenanagans."

JilaCosa -- “What was that Aunt Kay?”

Jila's son asks. "What are you talking about?"

Kaybe blinks and looks around quickly. Well she thought that Ragnar had been there. Suddenly she remembers that Ragnar is at the Reality Channel with 6th & Rae. How could she be getting so forgetful. Perhaps it Was time for her next rejuvenation treatment, that would fix up all those mixed up brain cells.

"Well, never mind." Kaybe says with a sigh. "Come on, we'll get the gang together ourselves."

Jila's son shakes his head and sighs as Kaybe turns and starts walking back down the stairs. Aunt Kay Was always a bit of an eccentric and her old age has just kind of made her more so.

He walks with her down to the "New" Basement (it wasn't new anymore, obviously, but after 35 years they just couldn't call it anything else) where she clicks on the intercom system and coughs.

"<coughs loudly> Testing. Testing." Kaybe taps on the mini-mic "Attention Scoobs, this is Kaybe."