A party for Dawg, and Grackene

Mouse throws open the doors to the roof attic in a completely different frame of mind than the last time she was here. She recently promised her new soon-to-be friend (she hoped) reddogjack a party and here she was to make good on her promise. This party was also to say goodbye (temporarily) to her good friend Grackene and to assure her there would be many more in her future.

The DRD's were loaded up with cups, plates, utensils and napkins. The jukebox from the ballroom had been rewired to play both up here and down there, and Mouse was hanging the lights herself. Sweetiepie, the resident rooftop parrot had offered his immense birdhouse to serve as the buffet table and the bar was set up and stocked. As Mouse and the DRD's set up the eating area, the other DRD's set down the dance floor and filled the pool with floating candles. Soon nouveau flamenco music filled the air, and the compelling flamenco rhythms made Mouse want to stop and go get her castinets from her Spanish dancing girl costume from last Halloween. But no time for that now. The scene was set. Mouse poured herself a margarita and yelled down the steps,

that he fell down after missing a step to see who yelled at him, the dog begins to emerge from the stairwell onto the rooftop with it's flashing lights and feisty music.

"Hmmmmm this shows some promise," thinks the dawg as he looks around. He spots the Mouse swaying to the music with her eyes shut as the Drd's dart about making final preperations for her party. I think I kight just have to go say hello.

The dawg then runs for cover as fast as his tired bones will carry him as drink flies through the air accompanied by a loud shriek as the Mouse is startled by the dawg.

Here, Mouse..let me help you clean this up...while Iggy renews his aquaintence with reddog...the very first Scaper I met on my way to ScaperCon last year!! And the first to meet Iggy, long before he became the mascot there....

"Dawg is it?" Jila says, extending her hand in friendship. The Dawg shakes hands very well (lol). "Glad to meet you. I'm Jila" Behind her she hears a tapping noise and turns to see where it's coming from. "DABBEE!! Great to see you again! And this is IGGY, huh?" Jila bows her head in IGGY's direction. "Happy to make your acquaintence IGGY"

Jila walks over to the cooler, grabs a ChianaCola and opens it. "Anybody know if Grackene is going to make it here? I forgot when she's suppose to be heading out."

and smiles. "It's ok, I'm ok..." she says catching her breath. Either that dawg was extremely light on his feet, or she needed her hearing checked! Well, the music WAS loud, and, well, no harm done.

"Hey there Dabee! IGGY! Jila! So glad you could come. I thought this would be a nice was to say hello and goodbye (for now) at the same time. Plus, we haven't partied for AGES. So, can I get you all a drink?"

Mouse walks over to the bar after instructing the DRD's to clean up those drink puddles that were too close to the pool. Wouldn't want anyone taking an unscheduled dip just yet. As she reached the bar, she found reddogjack eyeing her cautiously.

"Hey there. I'm Mouse. Nice to meet you." Mouse extends her hand and smiles. "Don't worry about the startle. Happens to me _all the time_. Hope I didn't get you with my drink - that stuff can be sticky. I see you've met Jila and you know Dabee. Hope you don't mind the party in your honor, but it was a very good excuse and although old friends are the best, new ones aren't that bad either. By the way, if you hang around, there will be plently of women to help you loosen up those stiff joints of yours. We're big into dancing, if you couldn't tell by the dance floor. I'd be happy to do the honors if you feel up to it." Mouse smiled again. "Or, can I get you one of these? I assume you're partial to it." Mouse dangles a can of Red Dog in front of the dawg and cocks her head.

Sweetiepie flies up to the rafters. Suddenly having his home invaded by all these people is starteling. He's used to peace and quiet up here. But shaking up the place every now and then is good.

waving in front of his eyes and his tongue begins to hang out. He sits up on his haunches and begins to beg for the beer just as a colorful parrot flutters over and asks "How's it hanging?"

Dabee!!!!!! Long time no see. And IGGY too!!! I was in the shuttle bus on the way to ScaperCon 2000 and saw a "giant Trout" in a bag carried by the woman sitting next to me and KNEW she had to be a 'Scaper. Little did she know she was meeting a celebrity on the eve of his fame. LOL *she mighta waited fer the next shuttle* ;)

Ahhhhhhhhhh Mouse, you're a deer. *hmmmmm actually there is such a thing as a Mouse Deer, so I guess I don't have to change that* Scrounged up my favorite beer and throwing Grackene and me a party.... Now this is beginning to bring back the good memories. Got any popcorn I can use to lure the parrot, err, I mean give to the parrot to make ammends for disturbing his home?

Jila, glad to meet ya. Please excuse all the dust. I think most of it fell off after my tumble down the stairs. A pool, a bar, a talking Parrot, a giant trout, old friends and new ones, how much better can it get?

Ohhhhhhhhhhh why yes Mouse, I'd love to dance. Just a slow one right now until my joints loosen a bit, then we can shake the rafters and make the plaster fall on the heads of those in the rooms below.

WOW Mouse you really know how to PAR-TAY hehehehe. And um...... heheheheheh hey Dawg honey!!!!! How've ya BEEN? Everytime I go to chat, you're always not there or just left. Hehehehe, I mistress worries about her minions ya know. <chuckles softly> Just in case you didn't recognize me it's codeaddict from chat. hehhehe as if it's hard to recognize me. Well I'm glad you've decided to post around here dawg. And <sniffles> bye bye for awhile TWINNY. <the sobs become louder> Don't forget your twinny in here and in chat. I hope this farewell doesn't last TOO long.

where the Red Dog is in the fridge, and leads him out to the dance floor under the japanese lanterns. "Acapulco Sunset, please." Mouse says to the jukebox, and soon the latin rhythmns are booming out of the speakers.

"There you go, not too fast, but just a nice speed to loosen up those joints. Beautiful night, isn't it? Been lurking up here long?" she asks. "Oh, just one thing." Mouse turns towards to bar and says, "Codey, watch those jello shots. Nobody wants to have to explain to Louis how you got plastered, and NO ONE wants to have to bring you back down to your room with him waiting up..." She sees reddog's confused look and explains, "Louis is codey's vampire 'friend' and he watches over her very carefully. He really doesn't like it when she gets plastered and he's not there to help her back to her room..." Reddog shakes his head as if to say *Whatever...* but Mouse breaks in with another topic.

Yes I did go to basic training and then I came back!! I was stationed in Alaska but now I have to go to NC for a special school to be trained in my special rate that I want to be in the CG

Oh and I also had picked you up from behind the couch to tell you all of that but I guess the sound went out or the lights or something cause no one saw me or heard me. lol

"Hmmmmmm, well Twinny hope everyone goes wonderfully at the school and you ACE all you're classes. Untill we see each other again I'll be waiting in chat, here, the ballroom or kitchen, AND email. I'm pretty sure ya know my email. I've emailled ya back the last time. Dawg, welcome."

Jila’s choice of music with all the *BASS*, tends to shake things up a bit. It took me a minute to realize the dust was starting to rise, and when I couldn’t see my hands in front of my face, I figured it was time to find a spot where I could breath.

"Hi Gizkard. Glad you could stop by. Hope the music wasn't disturbing you, but a party's a party, y'know? And please, stay, have a drink, hang out wherever you'd like. We're pretty informal up here, so introduce yourself around, or I can if you'd like. And another thing - we love to dance, so if the music moves you, go for it. The pool's over there if you'd like to, uh, get out of that dust... "

Luckily, the warm breeze that's blowin' the stars around does the same with the dust and the area clears of dust. Mouse resumes her quest for the perfect strawberry dacquari, before she hunts up another guy who wants to dance.

the roof garden also wearing a ton of Sunblock and a very long coat looking for Codey. VampLouis spots Codey near the bar and walks up to her softly and stealthily. VampLouis gets very close to Codey....... then Codey turns around and huggles Louis.

"Oh I thought you were in the ballroom, so I was looking there. Then I couldn't find you there so I went to the kitchen grabbed a blood pack and still couldn't find you so went to your room, no Codey. So I've been wondering all over the manson looking for you."

"Welcome to the FS manson reddog. I'm <arm around Codey> Codey's "Guardian" here. I look after her here. <Codey coughs and nudges Louis> Pleased to meet you and hopefully we can become friends."

out of breath. She had been packing to move so, had not been on time for the party. Coming in and yelling hi to the gang, she finds Mouse and has her show her where Dawg is.

"Hi Dawg. I'm Kayde. Everyone just calls me Kay. I have been in the Scoobs for a year and a half now. I am very happy to meet you. Hope you are having a great time!"

Next, Kay, after chatting for a bit, finds Grack, and gives her a big hug, and tells her to be sure to find at least some small chance to stop in and say hi while she's gone.

I will try Kay. I can hitchike the ten miles to town and then locate a Library and hopefully the town isn't too small that they might have some computers in there! lol

I'm gonna miss you & your posts to the FA group. 5 whole months, hey? Cheer up! It will go by so fast you won't believe it & then you'll be back & we'll all still be around!

Nice to see you again. Sleep? What's that!! We don't need no frellin' sleep! The party's still going on and I think it's time to shake the plaster off the ceilings downstairs, right reddog?

a studious figure sits in a windowless basment room pouring over a thirty-page print-out of Regression Analyses, ANOVAs, and Factor Analyses. She sighs and straightens up for a minute.

"You keep saying that." a pulse-rifle notes softly from a nearby book-shelf. "You're just frustrated that the numbers aren't coming out like you expected. Give it a rest, Rae. When's the last time you saw your friends?"

"Um..." Rae spends several minutes trying to do the math on this. A DRD rolls into the room and drops a slip of paper into her In-Box. "Thankyou, Fluffy." Rae tells him. When he leaves, she adds a "Frell!" at the thought of even more work this weekend.

*Hey, partner in crime. Where the hezmana have you been? You know we're throwing a party in the roof-top garden. Why not drop by, make Dawg feel welcomed. You know it's not a REAL Scoob party until Rae starts stripping...*

Laughing, Codey walks over and provides her with shades and a bottle of sunscreen. Once Rae is properly defended, she walks over to where Dawg and Jila are dancing.

"Howdy, Dawg! Welcome back." She grins at him. "Save me a spot on your dance-card, yeah. Thanks." Grinning, Rae heads over to the bar. "Oy, Crais!" she calls loudly, pounding on the bar.

"Hibernation my eema! Hibernation is at least relaxing." Rae leans forward and grabs his collar, pulling him close. In a low, threatening voice, she says, "I have not had an entire day off in over a month, I am ready to throttle certain members of my thesis committee, and I've got a frelling migraine from trying to decipher numbers all morning. Furthermore, I think I may decide to play strip-twister later on. Do you understand?"

Rae nods. "Yup, and keep 'em coming." She checks to make sure Grack isn't looking then plants a kiss on his mouth. "I am so glad we speak the same langauge, Bialar."

Crais shrugs and smiles apologetically. "Rae gets to kiss me because she programed me. But I'll share a dance with you later. Or, in fact, any time you want." He smiles and bows slightly. "If you want a Page 103, however, I am going to need three forms of picture ID, a copy of your most recent insurance policy, a signed waiver from your doctor, and a verbal promise not to press charges." He smiles and hands Rae a small glass with a red, glwoing liquid inside.

She drinks the shot in one gulp and turns the shot-glass upside down on the bar. Crais winces and picks up the glass, frowning at the singe-marks on the hard-wood surface.

Rae tries to rub them away with her thumb. "Thanks, Bialar. I feel better already. Mix me one more, then it's off to dance with Beth. And you might want to schedule time for a dance with Grack, too..."

- 3 forms of picture ID, my insurance policy, a signed affadavit from a doctor (well, she has a doctorate in theology - close enough) and I SWEAR that I will not press charges!

and watching her friends having fun. She decides it's time for her to leave this party...she doesn't want to be here when the party police show up and bust the joint...that's happened before...especially with Rae drinkin' Page 103's. ;b

and drips-dry as she finishes her new drink. Suddenly a glow appears from inside the roof garden. Mouse smiles, sensing a page 103 and knowing that Rae got her note. *It'll do her some good* she thinks and happily changes the jukebox to "Working for the Weekend" by Loverboy in celebration of the few hours of weekend they have left.

Suddenly another glow comes from the room and a now-dry Mouse wanders in to see Rae showing Beth just exactly how to drink a page 103. During that time, she sees Bialar and Grackene sneak out the side door and get some dance time in.

Sorry bout that last bit of dancing Jila. I saw that worried look on yer face while I was dancing to AC/DC but by the goddess I love that band and that song.

Reddogjack takes a short break from the dance floor to go grab another beer and is introduced to Code's "guardian" and kinda pouts a little bit. Then Kay shows up and the Dawg gets distracted once more.

reddog opens the fridge door and sees it's already almost empty and pulls the remote from his pocket and speaks a few instructions into it before pressing the button.

"Ah! What fun we have and mischief we cause" the dawg muses. "Do something once and yer branded for life. Do it more often and they have reason to worry. Hahahahahah"

"I just gave instructions for more beer, jello shooters, another bar, some soft drinks and PoD to be air lifted in. The fridge is almost empty ya know. And if BethS has to be bombed to dance and Rae strips when drunk, you KNOW the Dawg ain't gonna let them run out." <WEG>

reddogjack goes over to the jukebox and as "Working for the weekend" finishes he presses his selection and stares at the dance floor watching the crowd as "Enter sandman" starts blaring from the jukebox.

Dawg grabs 2 beers from the fridge and tosses one to Mouse as she clibs out of the pool, causing her to reflexively grab it and fall back in. He then takes a running dive and cuts into the water right behind her and comes up laughing.

"Hey Dawg, how're ya enjoying the area? I can already tell ya like the drinks AND the ladies. Oh and Ladies I'm not chopped liver ya KNOW!!! Codey has said that I'm a wonderful dancer."

Codey nods, "Yes, Louis is a wonderful dancer and he won't be pawing you too much cause I'm around. Oh and don't worry about his hunger pains. He just drank the BLOODY-Mary."

and twists around to see where the dawg was. As he appears in front of her, she takes the opportunity to push his head back underwater for a second. She then also takes the opportunity to make sure she wasn't giving everyone a free wet T-shirt contest. Ok on that front. He pops right back up with a smile, and grins. "Guess you owed me one."

"You're right, I did." She answered and proceeded to try and balance her beer on her forehead, like a seal. But with her hair slicked back, it keeps sliding off, so she just decides to drink it instead. She's amazed that 1) she actually caught the beer that was thrown at her, and 2) she didn't drown when she fell back in, considering the amount of beverages she has consumed. But she always could hold her liquor, so that helps a lot.

The water is warm, and although she should, she doesn't feel chilled at all. She lazily swims over to the edge, pushes a few buttons and laughs at the dawg's reaction as a loungechair-type seat comes out of the side and pushes his feet out from under him. Mouse is expecting hers, so she gracefully sits down and stretches out. As the jets start, the water froths, and now Mouse and reddogjack are sitting side by side.

"Thanks for the reinforcements. An extra bar and some Punch is just what we need. An those Apache's are really something, huh? I hear the cockpits are only 3 feet wide." Mouse adds. "So, I hope the ladies didn't wear you out with all the dancing. We don't party as much as we used to, so when we do, we REALLY do."

"Watch Rae." Mouse points out to reddog as Rae starts getting out the Twister. With a couple of page 103's in her, it takes a bit longer than usual with her focussing on flattening every crease in the vinyl. Just watching her, you get the idea that this Twister game is going to last a while. Just then, Beth comes out of the bar. She tosses a can of Crisco in the pool and laughs.

With a laugh Mouse paddled her floating chair over and dragged BethS to the surface. Then she pushed another button, and when a third chair appeared helped BethS into it. They floated side by side.

"Yeah." Sweetiepie said. "I heard some stories but they were kind of garbled. Something about smearing Crisco on his nekkid nipples in the bar on Thursday night and dressing up in women's clothing. But my source ain't too reliable."

as Twinny and Louis are dancing and BethS, Mousey and Sweetiepie are talking by the pool. Codey sips from Louis' bloody-Mary and giggles. Dawg walks up to her and she points to Beth, Mouse and Sweetie at the pool.>

"Dawg you really need to explain the Crisco story, ya know. I've heard it many many times in chat and I highly doubt they'll believe ME if I tell them the story. LOL, are ya going to tell them soon? Dawg I've got dibs on the next dance by the by, hehehehehe."

She decides that the party looks awfully... boring. Rolling onto her stomach, she begins chanting. Sweetie squawks in alarm and flies out of the line of fire. Streamers and confetti appear from nowhere in the vicinity of the cieling and begin drifting slowly towards the floor, leaving streaks of color wherever they touch.

Soon, most of the Scoobs are glowing a dozen different iridescent shades. Rae is mostly electric-blue, but that could just be the Page 103. A pink and yellow Crais hands her another drink.

Rae overhears a snatch of conversation, something about her stripping when drunk. She rolls over again and pulls herself into a sitting position. Clutching her drink firmly in one hand, she makes paddling motions with the other.

"That I needed a drink? Well, I'm not COMPLETELY shameless, after all! I'd absolutely NEVER consider playing twister sober..." She finishes her drink and rests the glass on thin air at elbow level. "How about that dance now?"

"Ah, but what music?" Rae considers the problem for several moments as she hovers with Dawg several inches above the heads of the others. "Raegun, what do you think?"