Out of their Minds (conc)

Kay giggled again. "I just thought it was really cool, that I could do that so easily." And, with that, she does a cartwheel, and then a few more. "Wow, I always wanted to do things like that. Rae, you really are in great shape."

With that, Kay(in Rae) skipped to the closet, and digging into some of the kids things, came out with a hula hoop. She then gave it a whirl and started moving her hips to keep it going. She then, started looking for more 'new' experiences for Rae's body to experience.

Sunny-in-Spy said as she/he walked off the dance floor. Seeing all the people she knew...dancing with their bodies...well...that was more than she could handle.

"Gunny, what have you been doing? I thought I told you not to drink to much. I don't drink that much...there is no telling what will happen to my body now." Sunny-in-Spy told Gunny

"Ow slut the fwell up. I'm not dowing anywring wong. I'm jwust espearementing with twastes." Gunny-in-Sunny slurred out. Sunny-in-Spy sat down next to Gunny, looked at the DRD still serving Gunny drinks.

"Ok, Pike...Gunny here...has had MORE than enough. Stop bringing him drinks." Sunny-in-Spy told the DRD...as she thought to herself *It's gonna take me weeks to detoxic my body...that's if I get back into it in time.*

"That's it...I can't take this any more...We HAVE GOT TO figure out how we got like this...and fix it! I want my own frellin' body back...and I want it NOW!" She/he said just before heading out of the room...to hide in her room.

"Because, I am intimately familiar with a physiological reaction to alcohol known as the 'hang-over'. It's possibly one of the most agonizing experiences known to humanoids and you're getting damned close."

As Raegun (in Sunny) staggers towards the kitchen, Kay (in Rae) bends over Rae (in Raegun) and whispers, "If he tries to eat after all he's had to drink..."

The gang nodded at each other. They decided to leave Raegun in Sunny at the bar, with instructions that Gunny wasn't to have anything except coffee, water, or herbal teas.

Mouse said to Sunny, "Sorry. I sort of got a little carried away, y'know, not being...myself..." she smothered a grin at the bad pun and carried on, "You're absolutely right. We need to get this solved before more Reality guys come looking. Can you stay and help? I understand if it freaks you out to much." Silently, Mouse was thanking TPTB that Jila wasn't abusing her body like Gunny was Sunny's.

"What's wrong with the way I'm dressed?" Kay (in Rae) looks down for the first time at the outfit that had been laid out next to Rae's bed. Blue bell-bottoms, a red tye-dye t-shirt, and mocosin. "I see your point." She heads up to Rae's room. "What SHOULD I wear?"

Kay (in Rae) drops Rae (in Raegun) on the bed and kneels down, dragging the flat chest out. She opens it and gapes. A full military-dress PK uniform, like nothing Kay has ever seen before, lies neatly folded within. Dozens of medals and insignias are pinned to one arm.

Kay (in Rae) feels around beneath the desk and feels a small box taped to the underside. She pulls it out and opens it. A small microchip is nestled inside.

"Okay. What is-" Kay (in Rae) trails off as a young Sebacian man appears on the bed, craddling Raegun in his arms. She looks quickly around for another weapon.

Kay (in Rae) stands up as straight as she can, drawing a disgusted grimace from Rae (in Raegun's avatar). "No, like this." She demonstrates. "Yeah, that's better. Now, repeat after me."

"I didn't want to give it to him until I'm able to give it substance, but what the hezmana, this is an emergency." She stares at Kay (in Rae) in disgust. "Could you STOP smiling like that? A Peacekeeper would NEVER smile like that!"

"Perfect. Now, remember, this body has no physical substance, so do NOT try to touch me, and if it comes to a fight, the pulse rifle's your only weapon. In close quarters, I recomend swinging it like a club."

"Now, the four of us are going to have a little... discussion." Rae (in "Praxis") says softly. "Are you familiar with the defining principle of the Psychiatric Special Ops?"

*Says who?* Rae (in Raegun) replies via the neural uplink. As long as Kay actually looks like she believes that Rae is capable of following through on her threats, she should be more than able to avoid HAVING to...

Okay, look pained, (Kay scrunches up a frown), look confident, (she throws her shoulders back and sticks her chin out), and look loyal, (she gazes at the hologram with total belief.)

"Frell!" Sunny-in-Spy said...as she marched to the room where the goons were being held. She noticed Kay-in-Rae, Rae-in-Gunny and some holagram guy. Sunny-in-Spy had a look of well, Sunny hoped it looked menacing. She sure felt that way. Not only had Gunny-in-her drank way too much...now he was puking her/his guts out from the food he ate. *That's one way to detoxic my body...but that's not usually the way I do it.* Sunny-in-Spy thought.

Sunny-in-Spy stood next to Kay-in-Rae with her/his arms folded across her/his chest. "You go..gentlemen had better answer her." Was all they heard. Sunny-in-Spy meant business. She/he didn't say anything to anyone else. She/he was determined to make these frellin' Reality goons talk. She wanted her body back before Gunny did any more "experiencing" in it. There was no telling what he'd do. *I guess I shouldn't be too angry at him...after all...it's his first time in a body. But...dang it....I might not always like my body...but it's mine!* Sunny-in-Spy thought as she/he scowled at the Reality goons.

Jila decided to stay behind in the Ballroom. Sunny's face was looking a little green, and even though the drd's meant well they just couldn't do everything a human could.

"Not sho good." Raegun (in Sunny) held his/her head up with both hands. "Who're you 'gain?" Sunny's voice said as her eyes looked through her splayed fingers.

"It's Jila Raegun." Jila slid over to the barstool next to Raegun (in Sunny) and began stroking Sunny's hair like she would to her own daughter when she didn't feel good.

*Oh no* Jila knew whatever he ate wasn't going to be the plain crackers he should have eaten, and there was a whole Lot of spicy leftovers in the fridge right now.

"To the Bathroom." Jila said pulling Raegun (in Sunny) along just a little faster. "You'd better move it soldier unless you want to be mopping floors with that headache." Finally they got to the Bathroom and Jila knelt Raegun (in Sunny) in front of the toilet. Knowing what she'd find in the drawers Jila yanked one open and grabbed out a large hair clip that someone, at some point in time, had conveniently left there. Jila knelt beside Raegun (in Sunny), and after clipping Sunny's hair up to keep it out of the way waited for what she Knew was coming. She rubbed Raegun/Sunny's back and tried to find comforting words to say.

Sure enough poor Raegun emptied Sunny's stomach. She felt bad for Raegun as he heaved and heaved but he had brought this on himself. Sunny had told not to drink everything that the drd had put in front of him.

"No darlin'" Jila said continuing to rub his/Sunny's back "But you are going to wish you were soon enough." And at that point Raegun threw up again. And again. Standing up again Jila went to the sink, grabbed a cloth, ran cold water on it and squeezed it out, and handed it to Raegun. "Here, put this on your forehead."

"C'mon, stand up." Jila took Raegun/Sunny's hands and pulled him/her up from the floor. They left the Bathroom, and walked across the Ballroom to the couches in front of the fireplace. Raegun (in Sunny) curled up into a fetal position on the couch. Hoping she could go fast enough Jila nearly ran to the kitchen to get a bucket and get back before Raegun got sick again. "Here," Jila placed the bucket on the floor beside the couch, "if you think you're going to get sick again use this." Jila grabbed a lightweight blanket and covered Raegun (in Sunny) with it. Sunny looked so small and fragile Jila thought.

Walking over to Rae's study area, Jila grabbed the book that she had left there the day before and went back to sit on the couch on the other side of the fireplace. This was going to be a Long night.

"I'm heading outside. If anyone wants to join me, feel free. Jila, thanks for keeping an eye on Raegun. I'm sure he'll need some help as the night goes on. "

Mouse took one of the huge flashlights, got on Ragnar's raincoat, and was ready to leave when Ragnar (in Sweetie) flew over to her and asked, "Mouse, PLEASE be careful. No only for my body, but for yourself."

into the rain, but not before hi-jacking Crais, Velorak, and Larraq. The three stooges, as she had been calling them in her mind, could provide a bit of muscle if she needed it. Then it hit her. She had muscles! But by that time, they were all suited up and ready to go.

Mouse tuned them out. It was a constant source of amusement watching them trying to best each other, and knowing that they were all made similarily. And now, in each other's bodies, it was worse. The male ego in an android... ahhhh.

"Around this way, guys. I'm heading out back, you guys would probablly do well spliting up." Mouse directed. She also noticed that no one really second guessed her as a guy. Hmmmmm.

Mouse started around the back of the mansion, when a bolt of lightning lit up the sky. She felt a prickle of static electricity and felt a slight twinge on her neck, under her chain that held the charm that all the Scoobies wore that connected them to their old friend, Drumheller. She looked up at the top of the Mansion and saw the huge satilite dish. Was it at an odd angle, or was it her imagination?

Rae (in Raegun's avatar) snaps at the Reality goons. 'Praxis' glares threateningly at them. "You!" She points to Sunny (in Spy). "Grab that one! We're moving him to the 'special' cell."

"Unless you want to be next, son, I suggest you cooperate. The one with a half-set of wings is pretty vicious, and Katlyn's no picnic to be around either. Especially not during her yearly hormone flux."

"No... There's work to be done. I've brought this on myself, and now I have to accept responsibility. Rae says that actions have consequences and that we need to accept them. I just need to get rehydrated, and I'll be good to work."

"Actually, I think that might be better." He takes a few cautious sips. After a moment, he nods. "Yeah, this is better. Thank-you." He rises, wobbling slightly.

"It's coded to Mouse's mitochondrial DNA. I think the ultimate plan was for Mouseling to be allowed in, otherwise she could have just done an Alpha-wave match-up for Mouse. It's the same for her other secret places, though."

"Rae's got a fail-safe. The only Sebacian who can activate the door is Rae herself, and then only with a code that even I don't know. That's just a standard security precaution."

"It's a fail-safe precaution. In case something happens to Rae, at least one civilian has to be able to get into the lab, but can't KNOW about it. And no one else is supposed to, either, including Superior Officers. Understand?"

"Well, that's just a title. Almost everyone within the Special Directorate carries the title so that they don't have to get into their REAL duties. Rae's PSO. Jenavian was OSS. Observation, Subversion, and Sabotage. Can we go to the lab, now. I'd like to read your brain-waves into Rae's scanner. And..." Raegun (in Sunny) blushes.

"Um, so, you see, one week I might know chemistry to the extent where I could create a clean-burning plutonium isotope and the next I might have to take a crash course just to remember that cessium and water make exploding water. My neural uplink to Rae is also linked to her computers so I can go retrieve what I need when I need it rather than having to install it all over again."

Mouse (in Ragnar) could have sworn that the dish was turned towards the Mansion. It was her understanding that those things were supposed to pointed towards the appropriate satilite. But she could be wrong. Telecommunications were not her bag, baby. *Yeah, baby, yeah! Sorry. I've got Austin Powers on the brain.*

Mouse looked around for the mandroids, but they had split up, and she was unable to find them. Maybe sending them out in the driving rain wasn't such a good idea...she thought that Rae had said they were waterproof...

from getting away. She/he stood in the doorway of the tiny room she/he had taken him to. She/he was facing the Reality goon, but said not a word. Sunny wasn't sure she could remember exactly how Spy spoke...it had been so long since she had seen him. She (sad, but true) had never really paid that much attention to how Spy spoke. Sunny kepted Spy's arms crossed and kept the most stern look on his face as she could muster. In reality...she wanted nothing more that to pound on this goon and make him talk. But she did remember that Spy wasn't that way.

Sunny-in-Spy tried not to laugh at Rg#2's remark. *What?! Does this goon think I'm afraid of his superiors?* Sunny thought. She/he just stared at Rg#2. She/he didn't move.

"There's a uranal over there." Sunny-in-Spy pointed to one...mounted on the wall. She/he had taken this goon to the part of the catacombs that had been used as a jail of sorts at some point. Rg#2 turned to look, sure enough...there was one. He looked back at Sunny-in-Spy, then back at the uranal, then Sunny-in-Spy again.

"I'm not paid to be nice." Sunny-in-Spy said. Sunny was getting really cranky....the one wing still itched. She was really hating not having the power to read minds. She would love to frell with this goon's mind.

Rae (in 'Praxis') leaned forward and whispered, "We've got everything we could hope for out of the first guy, including the name of his first girl-friend and the fact that he sometimes has dirty dreams about Janet Reno."

"Out." Kay (in Rae) clicks off the comm and returns her attention to Goon #2. Having seen how Rae treated Goon #1, she expected similar treatment for Goon #2. She was surprised.

"Unless you want to end up like the other one," 'Praxis' snarled, "I suggest you cooperate. I've had a long day, I just want to go home and unwind, and I don't need any lip from an inferior species."

her shoulders as she realized that Rae and Sunny's ploy worked. Okay, she was not so scared they were really going to spray paint the walls with this guys guts. She was getting the picture. Since, she felt more confident that her friends minds had not changed into Dr. Jekylls, she found herself enjoying the mock terror technique.

to escape. She/he grabbed RG #1 and tossed him in the room with RG #2. "Where do you think you were going?" Sunny-in-Spy asked...looking down at RG #1. RG #1 looked like he was about to wet himself, among other things.

*If he only knew that he was being threatened by a woman* Sunny-in-Spy thought to her/himself *Him and his little flunky pal would be madder than a wet hen* Sunny-in-Spy smiled....only to the Reality Goons, it looked like a very menancing smile....like Sunny-in-Spy was going to seriously do bodily harm to them. They huddled into a corner.

"Lieutenants, a conference, please." As Kay (in Rae) and Sunny (in Spy) start towards the door, Rae says quickly, "Lieutenant Katlyn, bring your pulse-rifle."

"Yes, sir." Kay (in Rae) fights a grin. She salutes before picking up the pulse-rifle and carrying it into the hall. Once Kay (in Rae) and the hologram are in the hall, Sunny (in Spy) shuts the door.

"Only that the Reality Network is really lowering its standards. These guys are idiots. They know nothing. They were only supposed to come and bring two of us back. They don't even know why."

"Fine, then execute them!" Rae (in Raegun) snaps. "But we can't spare two or three people to watch them right now. Better to send them back in one somewhat shaken up piece than to keep them here. It's a show of power if nothing else. Kay, could you bring me to my room. I need a new chackan oil catridge."

"Frell, I was afraid of this. I didn't have time to brief Gunny on that aspect of my talents. Frell, frell, frell." Sunny-in-Spy whispered so the Reality Goons couldn't hear.

Jila-in-Mouse opened the door, while holding onto one of Sunny's feet. Sunny-in-Spy shook her head...it was weird seeing her body floating like a frellin' balloon.

"Gunny, you have to calm down. Getting worked up is not helping." Sunny-in-Spy said....looking into her eyes. *This is to frellin' freaky* she thought to herself. **Tell me about it! Help me!** Gunny-in-Sunny thought back. Sunny-in-Spy laughed

"Sorry Gunny old pal, not laughing at you....laughing at the situation. Ok...now here's what you have to do...You have to concentrate on you feet being on the ground. In this room. And no where else for the time being. Can you do that?" Sunny-in-Spy informed Gunny

"Down in the dungeons with the Reality goons. But she just commed up to let us know they're releasing the goons and to stay out of the way. And I think Gunny, Jila, and Sunny are up in Rae's lab."

"Attention. I need all the Scoobs back in the ballroom ASAP. I have an answer to our problem, but we all have to be back in this room. Again, say again, get back here pronto!"

and Jila-in-Mouse's body and headed for the room Mouse-in-Rag told them to be in (with all the racket Gunny made, Sunny couldn't remember what room Mouse-in-Rag said, but she knew where it was).

Sunny-in-Spy turned and looked at Jila-in-Mouse, "Sorry...but we have to get us back to normal before Gunny discovers any more of my powers...it could be hazardous to all if we don't." Sunny-in-Spy said before she started running again...dragging Gunny-in-her body and Jila-in-Mouse with her.

were all together in the lower levels of the mansion. Ragnar (in Sweetie) was perched on Kara (in Kay)'s shoulder, while Chryse (in Kara) was supporting Sweetie (in Chryse). They had been looking to help Rae and the others with the reality goons but were distracted with the various problems of the viking in a bird and a bird in an elf. When they heard Mouse's call to go back to the ballroom, they were trying to get Sweetie to stop reflexively flapping Chryse's arms to get her balance.

"Ok, Sweetie, come on, put your arm around my shoulders and Chryse's, we'll help you walk up to the ballrooom. Mouse sounded excited." said Kara in Kay, as she moved around to support Sweetie in Chryse. Chryse in Kara moved over to the other side and put Sweetie's arm around her waist. They started back up.

After much groaning and protesting and complaining on everyone's part, they made it up to the ballroom about 5 microts after Sunny's group got there. Mouse was still oblivious to the goings on around here.

Codey, Wiz, ArticKat and Twig were arguing all at once. None of them were pleased at how the other was treating their bodies when Mouse's call came through. A light shown on each of their faces as they all realized that Mouse probably had a solution. Codey in Wiz couldn't wait to get rid of the headaches that controlling Wiz's magic were causing her. Wiz in Codey couldn't wait to stop retching because he wanted to drink blood. Artic in Twig couldn't wait to get her lovely full sized body back, instead of the puny thing she was in now. Twig in artic wanted to fly! Artic in Twig was carefully put into on of Wiz's pockets (she couldn't figure out how to fly, in spite of Twig's instructions) and the other 3 raced to the ballroom. Mouse was still absorbed in her calculations.

Jila in Mouse and IQ in Jila and Raegun in Sunny were already in the ballroom. Jila in Mouse and Gunny in Sunny had never left. Gunny was still terribly hungover. IQ in Jila was working with Mouse in Ragnar to figure out how to fix things. And the 3 mandroids had never left Mouse's side.

"Marburg. A Sebacian scientist. He invented a working prototype for the string-drive. Collapsed a sun... Not pretty. But the string-drive DID work, and Marburg survived. The drive had a few... bugs, but the man was still a genius."

"Out of time. Hope this works. Ok, everyone stand to the left, no right of your own body. You three (she pointed to the mandroids) in front of us. Artic, Twig, Codey, Wiz, you stand here." Mouse fussed like a stage mother, moving people into place.

"Ok, let's get a move on, we need to get this done before the lightning strikes." Mouse said. She joined the line and then said, "Ok, this line, join up, so we're all holding hands. Rag, stretch out your wings. That's right."

"Okay, next strike should do it. The satilite dish is pointed down here. I think that's what funneled the power to change us in the first place. It spread over the Mansion, but only those with the lockets, and those near them, were affected. And if the calculations are correct, this will switch us back. Close your eyes, everyone. It's going to be bright."

The lights dimmed as a lightning bolt hit the dish. Sparks flew out of it and a stream of pure energy flew down into the ballroom. It arced around the circle and connected over it, until it formed a cone. Then it vanished.

Jila didn't dare open her eyes. She had shut them tight when the lightning struck and felt a tingle through her hands from the dragon pendant when the thunder boomed. Was Mouse right in her conclusion and her calculations? There was only one way to find out.

Jila opened her eyes just a crack. Well she was looking at everybody from a different angle this time so she opened them wider. And there was Mouse standing on the other side of the circle from her. Jila wriggled a little, and then shifted her shoulder blades. What was making her back itch so? That was when she turned and saw the downy white wing which extended and retracted behind her.

"MOUSE!!" Jila's and various other voices called from around the circle. The other Scoobs had figured it out too, that they weren't in their own bodies like Mouse had said they would.

"Stay in the circle!" Mouse ordered. "The next bolt of lightning should do it." Mouse crossed her/somebody's fingers behind her and hoped that nobody would notice.

The lighting flashed, and the electricity ringed them once again. This time the intensity was greated, and they were all forced to close their eyes to the bright light it generated.

When the light subsided, Mouse cautiously opened her eyes, and looked down. So far so good, it looked like her. She did a few preliminary stretches, and everything moved the right way. She tried her voice.

"WHOA!" Sunny yelled. "Everyone calm down. You're giving me a head ache. Why does my mouth taste like dirty socks?" Sunny asked...then it dawned on her....she must be back in her own body. She cautiously opened one eye....she looked down, yep...black leather pants...boots...she opend her other eye...looked some more...pulse pistol on her right leg...green shirt on under black vest.

"Holy Frell! I'm back! Woohoo!" Sunny yelled, letting go of the hands she was holding. Sunny looked at her friends...some of them still had their eyes closed...but she could hear them. They all seemed to be back in their proper bodies.

the hands of the Scoobs next to her and stretched. She felt so light, and she did a few jumping jacks to confirm that she was in her own skin. YES! IT worked!

She ran outside and climbed the ladder into the roof. The rain was still pouring, and there was still thunder going on, so she had to act fast. She slipped and slid across the roof until she found the satelite dish that was looking a bit charred. She grabbed it, and twisted it. It unexpectedly popped off in her hands and she fell backwards, sliding towards the edge. She dropped the dish and without the weight of it, she slowed. She ended up near the ladder, and carefully got up and climbed down. She entered the ballroom and watched the Scoobies get comfortable with themselves again.

"Why you asking me?" Mouse replied, laughing. "As far as I could tell, it was a freaky nature thing. Lightning, broken satelite dish pointed our way, electricity... I don't know. As for the Reality goons, I think they just show up whenever something strange shows up on their radar, and having a huge lightning bolt hit the Mansion and transfer a large amount of energy all over the mansion was pretty strange, don't you agree?"