Where does he live (conc)

Where does he live (conc)

Sixth Sense Dreamer -- 6th looks down at the unconscious...

Sword. She shakes her head slowly, a small grimace on her face. She knew she had decked SOMEONE, and since no one else was staggering around with a black eye, she could only assume it had been poor SWORD she had hit. Oh well, at least her training hadn't taken over, or Sword would have likely had either a snapped neck, or worse, been singing soprano for the rest of his life.

6th turned to the rest of the gang "Ok, guys, I know Christmas is over, and I can only assume somebody must have delivered all the kids their toys, but there is still the matter of this whole 'Phantom has Santa' thing to deal with." she eyed Ragnar, who had his arms full of her equipment. "What are you doing with that junk?" she asked.

Ragnar looked down at the equipment, then up at 6th. "Well SOME of it might not be broken." he shrugged.

"And if nothing else, we could always throw it at the Phantom." Mouse said, taking one of the scanners out of Ragnar's arms. "This stuff is heavy!"

"Just dump it, Ragnar. You are going to have you're hands full lugging HIM around." 6th inclined her head at the still unconscious SWORD. "Unless you want ME to carry him!"

6th looked at the others, who were milling about. "Come on, you guys! Let's get going!" 6th walked over to SWORD, picked up one of his legs, and tugged. *oof!* She tugged harder, but SWORD didn't budge. 6th pulled with all her might, and fell on her rear as SWORD's boot came off in her hand. 6th held the boot out, looking back and forth between it and her knocked out friend. Then she turned to the Big Viking.

"Uh, Ragnar? Little help here?" 6th grinned.

RagnarRB -- What’s this

As Ragnar shook his head and chuckled at 6th, she was getting as bad about falling down as SWORD, he eyes caught site of a folded piece of parchement that fluttered out of the upturned boot in 6th palm.

Ragnar leaned down to grasp it, and his and 6th's heads collided with a thump as she did also.

"Oww!" She exclaimed rubbing a new sore spot in her red curls. Ragnar was rubbing one of his own. He looked at her another moment...she really was becomming more like SWORD! Normally it was the two guys making such blunders.

Anni had sat down by SWORD and rested his head in her lap. SunAeryn was busy checking him for other ails and the other ladies gathered around in support. SWORD groaned his eyes rolling around as Sun opened a eyelid for him. He began mumbling poetry at her. " You are my Sun and..."

"Give me that!" TickTick said scooping up the parchment and looking at her clumsy fellow Scoobies. Ragnar knew better than to argue ith her when she was in take charge mode.

Carefully the Ticker unfolded the parchment. "Hey!" Her little ears twitching, "It's the map we made of the subterranean warrens below!"

"Let me see!" Ragnar exclaimed, in the process of giving 6th a hand up off the floor. He and 6th crowded in to look over the Ticks shoulder. Sure enough.

Way to go SWORD! Ragnar thought. They had put the map in a place where it wouldn't get lost after all. Behind them he could hear SWORD changing poetry stanzas as each of the Scaper gals inspired different thoughts in his aldled brain.

It was good to see things were returning to normal...

TickTick -- Ticker studied the map intently

realizing of course that her cartography skills were SORELY lacking. The others gathered around - Sword swaying a little as he tried to regain some semblance of consciousness.

"Okay... so where are we on this thing?" Ticker said. Ragnar reached over her shoulder and pointed.

"Right there... in that hall just outside the grotto."

Annisette chuckled. "What I wouldn't give for a big "You are here" sign somewhere, eh Tick?"

TickTick laughed and handed the map to Ragnar. "Okay, Viking, show us the way!" Turning to the others she noticed 6thy looking forlornly at her defunct equipment.

"6thy... can't you salvage any of it?"

"I dunno... *sigh* it's very complex..."

SunAeryn studied the equipment for a moment. Picking up a couple of gadgets she asked, "are these important?"

6thy shook her head. "Not so much. Those are tracking devices... but even before they broke they weren't picking up Santa's signal... now THESE," she said, pointing to three large metal objects, "these would be very useful... if we could get them fixed," she added and began discussing the equipment in technical terms. After a moment Ticker sighed.

"Okay... I don't have a clue what you're talking about. Why don't we take those, though... once Sword is back to himself," Ticker added, noticing that Sword had begun rhapsodizing on various beloved qualities that either Annisette or Mrs. Phantom Hunter had (she really wasn't sure which). "Which may or may not be before the Millenium... maybe he or some other technical wizards of you can work on it. Meanwhile... we gotta do some old fashioned bloodhound work."

Rae and Mouse helped 6thy pick up the equipment. Dumping some of the thousands of supplies Rae had in her bag, they put the equipment in. They carried the bag between the three of them.

"Now, troops..." Ticker said, looking pointedly at Annisette and Sun. They understood immediately. Annisette moved to the front, just behind Ragnar. Sun, on the other hand, moved to the side and took a deep breath.

"LET'S MOVE OUT!!!!" she shouted in her best PK commando voice. Immediately everyone fell into some semblance of a line; Ticker grabbed Sword's arm and dragged him into place.

"Ticker sweet, you seem to me as lovely as a rose tree..." Sword muttered with a goofy smile.

"Yes, thank you Sword that's just lovely of you. We gotta go save Santa now," Tick replied with a grin.

Ragnar studied the map for a second, then pointed. "We go that way!" he said. The gang moved out...

Sixth Sense Dreamer -- Oh god! That poetry! I can’t take it!

6th got in line with the others, and they all began walking down into the depths of the grotto. The further down they walked, the darker it got. 6th had grabbed her flashlight (Water proof) before the gang had left the Hot tub area, as well as her pocket tool kit. She thought quietly to herself about how to fix the equipment. Sword was still spouting poetry somewhere behind her, and 6th was finding it hard to concentrate on thinking. Poetry, even that as bad as the dren Sword was coming up with, had a rather pleasant mind numbing effect of 6th, and she REALLY needed to focus.

6th dug into the bag that Rae and Mouse were carrying, and turned to artickat. “Wanna help?” 6th asked artic.

“Sure. What do you want me to do?” Artic smiled.

“Just hold this box in one hand, and this flashlight in the other, and keep walking.” Artic shrugged and did so, as 6th pulled out her tool kit, opened it and pulled out what resembled surgical equipment.

“What’s that for?” artic asked.

“I’m going to see if I can fix this...”6th pulled open the box’s lid, and began probing around inside it with the tools. This was a lot harder than it looked. 6th’s hair kept getting in her face, the flashlight was bobbing around, and SWORD just would not stop with the poetry!

6th could feel her conscious thought slipping away, and she realized she was on her way to turning into a figurative puddle of mush. Poets always had that effect on her. Start spouting poetry, and 6th turned into a simpering, grinning romantic, and the thoughts that were forming in her head as she listened to SWORD’s refrains were DEFINITELY not productive to this situation.

6th muttered “Please someone, shut him up!” but no one either noticed or could. 6th realized she was going to have to do this herself. She tossed the tools down into the box with a clatter and stalked back to where SWORD was walking, waving his arms in the air as he continued his poetic love affair with the world in general and the Scaper ladies in particular.

“SWORD, sweetie. You NEED to stop with the poetry!” 6th said as calmly as she could, though she could feel her heart beating faster. SWORD looked right through her, though he did start a new refrain beginning “Ah 6th, delight of my soul...”

6th felt her knees begin to buckle, her hands shook, and she sucked in a quick breath. She REALLY did not want to stop him now, but this was definitely not the time for this reaction she was having. 6th sighed, “Sorry, Darlin’...” and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, jerking him towards her. She whirled around and pushed SWORD up against the wall, her hand clamped over his mouth. The others stopped and stared in slight shock at the two of them.

“SWORD! You got to STOP that poetry NOW! You’re melting my brain, and I need to think! I can’t take much more of it! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!” 6th shook him gently, and SWORD’s eyes came slowly back into focus.

“Huh?” he said eloquently.

“Please, no more poetry? Not right now?” 6th asked him sweetly.

“What?” Sword said again. Ah, the grand intelligence of the man.

6th felt a hand clamp on her shoulder. A very strong hand. She slowly turned to look up at Sun and Ragnar, who were both looking down at her, a mix of puzzlement and anger on

“Just what do you think you’re doing to him?” Sun said through clenched teeth.

“I had to get him to quit.” 6th said, sheepishly. “You don’t know what he was doing to my head...”

Ragnar shook his head “Yeah, we all know SWORD’S no poet, but still...”

6th slowly let go of SWORD’s shirt collar. Her heart was calming down now that SWORD had stopped, but her hands were still shaking badly.

“You don’t understand. I like poetry. Even bad poetry. I LIKE it a LOT. I couldn’t think anymore with him going on like that, and I had to get him to quit before I ended up...well, Poetry has a...um...very...um...

’romantic’...effect on me...And I didn’t think that this was the time for that...”6th trailed off lamely. She looked up at Ragnar, who was trying not to laugh, and not succeeding. Sun had a smirk on her face, And Tick and the others were beginning to laugh. 6th turned around to

SWORD, who was still looking at her with a mix of curiosity and amusement.

Ragnar gave her a friendly punch on the arm, which knocked her back a step. “6th, I had no idea you were such a softy!” he twisted his mouth up, trying desperately not to laugh.

“Ok, ok, I love poetry WAY too much! So sue me!” but 6th couldn’t help grinning at the thoughts that had been crossing her mind earlier. Yes, She did like poetry way too much.

She smoothed out SWORD’s shirt where she had gripped it earlier, patted him on the shoulder, and, heaving a great sigh, walked slowly back to artickat and the box. Maybe she

could get some more work done on the box, though, now she REALLY had other things on her mind.

artickat -- “Try these, 6th”

artickat hands a pair of earplugs to 6th "I always carry a few pair, I have sensitive hearing. Maybe they will help because once SWORD gets going it's hard to get him to stop. LOL!"

"Thanks" 6th puts the earplugs in just as SWORD starts again *sigh* "HEY, THANKS ARTICKAT. THESE DO HELP."

Artickat smiles and puts a finger to her lips to let 6th know she is talking REALLY loud. "Sorry!" 6th says with a laugh. "Let's see if I can fix these." 6th starts digging through the box again.

As the Gang comes to a fork in the tunnel Rangar makes a signal for everyone to stop. "Rae bring that light over here so we can figure out which way to go."

Pointing the light at the map Rae asks "Which way big guy?"

Raven-Kat -- “I like left....”

Rae says, "Because I'm a lefty--more or less. What do you guys say?" Rae shines her flashlight down each corrider in turn. "The left one seems less traveled." Infected by SWORD's recent preformence, Rae recites, "Two roads diverged in a wood, and I, I took the one LESS traveled by, and that has made all the difference."

Rae starts down the left corridor, not even noticing if the others are following.

artickat -- Left?

Rangar looks at Tick and she nods her head as if to agree with Rae. The Scooby Gang begins following Rae down the left tunnel.

Rae stops suddenly causing a chain reaction (we wish we had a CHAIN REACTION!)

"That's my heal your standing on leaped!" artickat grumbles.

"Didn't mean too, you stopped too fast." leaped takes a step back and steps on SWORD's foot. SWORD bends forward in an attempt to save his foot from further punishment but cracks his head against leaped's instead.

SWORD lands on his butt in the middle of the tunnel. "You okay?" leaped asks while holding his head. "You've got a head like a rock!" leaped shoots SWORD an accusing look.

Rubbing his forehead SWORD begins to smile at leaped. "Thanks bud, I was stuck in that poetry mode and I couldn't get out! I guess I just needed another shot to the head!" leaped helps SWORD to his feet and they turn to see why everyone stopped so suddenly.

"I hear something!" Rae whispers to the Gang "This way." Rae starts to tiptoe forward the Scooby Gang look at each other and with a shrug they all begin to tiptoe just like Rae.

Raven-Kat -- A dead end

The gang comes up against a wall.

"Smooth, Rae!" Someone shouts from the back of the group.

"Relax!" Rae snaps. "I've played enough D&D to know that logic dictates that this is no dead end." Rae passes her flashlight back and pulls a dagger out of her boot. She begins tapping the wall. A hollow thunk is heard. "Ah hah! A secret door! Who da' man?"

"Rae, you did NOT just say that." Mouse said.

"Say what? Come on guys, help me figure out how to get it opened."

Sixth Sense Dreamer -- The gang crowds around the door

Everyone looks for an opening, a secret panel, a button, something that would open the door. Nothing can be found.

6th gets fed up with it. "Ok, stand back everyone." she says, motioning everyone back. The gang steps back, looking at the petite 6th, who gears herself up.

Taking a couple of deep breaths, she raises her fists, and with a cry of "Hiiiiiiyah!" she excecutes a perfect round-house kick, her foot connecting with the secret door.

The gang howls in laughter as 6th hops around on one foot.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow ow, ow!" 6th cries out. She sits down on the floor on front of the door, rubbing her foot.

"oh god, what was I thinking?" she says amid the laughter.

The laughter stopped suddenly, as the gang watches the door teeter and fall towards 6th's head. 6th glances up at the gang, her foot still in her hand, just as the door falls on her head.

6th slowly reaches up with one hand, shoving the door off of her head. She reels, still sitting, and looks up at the gang.

"Oooh, stars!" 6th slurs, her eyes trying to cross. "I thought those only happened in cartoons!" and 6th passes out, flat on her back.

Still a little groggy, SWORD does his best to absorb the situation at hand. Crouching beside 6th, he says, "It would appear that you can add falling doors to your retinue of trees falling on you."

artickat -- “She’s out like a light!”

The Scooby Gang rush to 6th to see if she is okay. 6th slowly awakens and she seems to be alright, if a little dizzy. "Are you okay?" SWORD asks.

"It's going to take more than a door to take me out but I think I hurt my ankle."

While Rae and Tick are checking the damage to 6th's ankle, Rangar turns to SWORD and wiggles his eyebrows "I'd carry her but I think she would rather have you do the job."

"Doesn't look too bad but it is going to be tender for a while." Came the verdict from the girls.

SWORD takes the sash that is around his waist and raps it around 6th's ankle. "That should hold it."

Getting to her feet "I think I will need someone to lean on." 6th gives SWORD a grateful look as he puts his arm around her waist to help support her.

The Scooby Gang move through the secret door and toward the noise that they heard earlier. As they turn a corner they are on a balcony overlooking a ballroom full of 'Whipped crème'.

"What the Hazmana?!" Rangar mutters as he sees himself dancing and sliding across the ballroom below with Rae.

"Hey! That's me!" artickat gives a gasp as she catches sight of herself skidding across the ballroom with JilaCosa.

Rae, mouse and Tick also gasp as they see themselves down below.

"What is going on here?" leaped asks "How can you be here and there?"

mouse in the lab -- I think it’s a result of

shifting time-planes, Artickat. Who knows were else you could be? I wouldn't be too worried about it if I were you.

Raven-Kat -- Rae leans over the balcony

"Yo, Rae!" she shouts.

Ragnar pulls her back inside. "Don't do that! You'll mess up the time line or something."

"But, Ragnar, we seem to be having so much fun together..." Rae sniffs and pulls the door shut. "Okay, let's try the other way."

artickat -- “DREN!”

"They almost saw us Rae!" Rangar grumbled.

"What's the difference if they see us or not?" artickat turns a questioning look at Rangar as do the rest of the Scooby Gang.

"Which one of you thinks it's a good idea to have more than one of you around?" Rangar says with raised eyebrows.

The Scooby Gang stare at each other for a while.

"Your right Rangar!"

"LORD HAVE MERCI!" leaped gasped! When the gang looked at him, leaped asked "What did you expect me to say?"

"Good one leaped!" artickat laughed. Rangar makes a face at artickat and she makes one right back at him.

"Come on, let's get the Phantom and get this over with." Rangar growled.

"Rangar's getting a little testy...the Phantom better watch out." The Scooby Gang nod they're heads in agreement with SWORD.

Back the way they came and down some stairs the Gang runs into the Phantom...

Raven-Kat -- “Actually Ragnar

two of me would serve to EASE the general amount of confusion surounding my actions. Not like I don't talk to meself all the time anyway..." Rae explains as they make their way back the way they had come from.

"You need to relax. Rest and revitalize. Check out what I snirched from the garden..." Rae trails off as they round a corner. "Ye gods, it's the Phantom!"

artickat -- “AAAAAHHHHHH!”

Everyone screams at once. After a moments hesitation, the Phantom takes off running back the way he came with the Scooby Gang in hot pursuit (someone always in hot pursuit? he,he).

"It's great to be the one doing the chasing for once!" artickat jokes to leaped.

"Faster Rangar you've almost got him!" Rae encourages.

With super Scooby Gang leap (no offence leaped) Rangar tackles the Phantom and the rest of the Gang pile on top of the two [as seen many times at football games and family gatherings;)].

"We've got him now!" Tick shouts in triumph.

"Okay...you can get off now." Rangars muffled voice can be heard from the bottom of the pile of Scapers.

As the Scooby Gang untangle themselves (once again) and Rangar is able to stand everyone notices that the Phantom is gone.

"Where did he go?!" Tick stamps her foot "We had him!"

"Well...we got his cap and that's better than noth..." artickat lets the rest of her sentence die as she notices the looks she is receiving from the others.

Grabbing the cape and giving it a good shake Tick starts to vent her anger. "DREN! DREN! DREN!"

"WAIT! Something feel out of the cape! Look...a key!" mouse cries out.

Raven-Kat -- “It must be the key to his lair!”

Rae cries happily. "He's stuck! He can't get back in, now!"

"Well, that'll make catching him easier at least." artickat says.

"Yeah!" Rae nods eagerly. "Now _he's_ on the defensive. It won't be long now."

"BWHAHAHAHA!!!!" a laugh echoes down the corridors.

"It's the Phantom!" Mouse cries.

"Let's go!" Ragnar shouts, taking off in the direction of the voice.


	Where does he live? Where does he live (conc) Sixth Sense Dreamer -- 6th looks down at the unconscious... Sword. She shakes her head slowly, a small grimace on her face. She knew she had decked SOMEONE, and since no one else was staggering around with a black eye, she could only assume it had been poor SWORD she had hit. Oh well, at least her training hadn't taken over, or Sword would have likely had either a snapped neck, or worse, been singing soprano for the rest of his life. 6th turned to the rest of the gang "Ok, guys, I know Christmas is over, and I can only assume somebody must have delivered all the kids their toys, but there is still the matter of this whole 'Phantom has Santa' thing to deal with." she eyed Ragnar, who had his arms full of her equipment. "What are you doing with that junk?" she asked. Ragnar looked down at the equipment, then up at 6th. "Well SOME of it might not be broken." he shrugged. "And if nothing else, we could always throw it at the Phantom." Mouse said, taking one of the scanners out of Ragnar's arms. "This stuff is heavy!" "Just dump it, Ragnar. You are going to have you're hands full lugging HIM around." 6th inclined her head at the still unconscious SWORD. "Unless you want ME to carry him!" 6th looked at the others, who were milling about. "Come on, you guys! Let's get going!" 6th walked over to SWORD, picked up one of his legs, and tugged. oof! She tugged harder, but SWORD didn't budge. 6th pulled with all her might, and fell on her rear as SWORD's boot came off in her hand. 6th held the boot out, looking back and forth between it and her knocked out friend. Then she turned to the Big Viking. "Uh, Ragnar? Little help here?" 6th grinned. RagnarRB -- What’s this As Ragnar shook his head and chuckled at 6th, she was getting as bad about falling down as SWORD, he eyes caught site of a folded piece of parchement that fluttered out of the upturned boot in 6th palm. Ragnar leaned down to grasp it, and his and 6th's heads collided with a thump as she did also. "Oww!" She exclaimed rubbing a new sore spot in her red curls. Ragnar was rubbing one of his own. He looked at her another moment...she really was becomming more like SWORD! Normally it was the two guys making such blunders. Anni had sat down by SWORD and rested his head in her lap. SunAeryn was busy checking him for other ails and the other ladies gathered around in support. SWORD groaned his eyes rolling around as Sun opened a eyelid for him. He began mumbling poetry at her. " You are my Sun and..." "Give me that!" TickTick said scooping up the parchment and looking at her clumsy fellow Scoobies. Ragnar knew better than to argue ith her when she was in take charge mode. Carefully the Ticker unfolded the parchment. "Hey!" Her little ears twitching, "It's the map we made of the subterranean warrens below!" "Let me see!" Ragnar exclaimed, in the process of giving 6th a hand up off the floor. He and 6th crowded in to look over the Ticks shoulder. Sure enough. Way to go SWORD! Ragnar thought. They had put the map in a place where it wouldn't get lost after all. Behind them he could hear SWORD changing poetry stanzas as each of the Scaper gals inspired different thoughts in his aldled brain. It was good to see things were returning to normal... TickTick -- Ticker studied the map intently realizing of course that her cartography skills were SORELY lacking. The others gathered around - Sword swaying a little as he tried to regain some semblance of consciousness. "Okay... so where are we on this thing?" Ticker said. Ragnar reached over her shoulder and pointed. "Right there... in that hall just outside the grotto." Annisette chuckled. "What I wouldn't give for a big "You are here" sign somewhere, eh Tick?" TickTick laughed and handed the map to Ragnar. "Okay, Viking, show us the way!" Turning to the others she noticed 6thy looking forlornly at her defunct equipment. "6thy... can't you salvage any of it?" "I dunno... sigh it's very complex..." SunAeryn studied the equipment for a moment. Picking up a couple of gadgets she asked, "are these important?" 6thy shook her head. "Not so much. Those are tracking devices... but even before they broke they weren't picking up Santa's signal... now THESE," she said, pointing to three large metal objects, "these would be very useful... if we could get them fixed," she added and began discussing the equipment in technical terms. After a moment Ticker sighed. "Okay... I don't have a clue what you're talking about. Why don't we take those, though... once Sword is back to himself," Ticker added, noticing that Sword had begun rhapsodizing on various beloved qualities that either Annisette or Mrs. Phantom Hunter had (she really wasn't sure which). "Which may or may not be before the Millenium... maybe he or some other technical wizards of you can work on it. Meanwhile... we gotta do some old fashioned bloodhound work." Rae and Mouse helped 6thy pick up the equipment. Dumping some of the thousands of supplies Rae had in her bag, they put the equipment in. They carried the bag between the three of them. "Now, troops..." Ticker said, looking pointedly at Annisette and Sun. They understood immediately. Annisette moved to the front, just behind Ragnar. Sun, on the other hand, moved to the side and took a deep breath. "LET'S MOVE OUT!!!!" she shouted in her best PK commando voice. Immediately everyone fell into some semblance of a line; Ticker grabbed Sword's arm and dragged him into place. "Ticker sweet, you seem to me as lovely as a rose tree..." Sword muttered with a goofy smile. "Yes, thank you Sword that's just lovely of you. We gotta go save Santa now," Tick replied with a grin. Ragnar studied the map for a second, then pointed. "We go that way!" he said. The gang moved out... Sixth Sense Dreamer -- Oh god! That poetry! I can’t take it! 6th got in line with the others, and they all began walking down into the depths of the grotto. The further down they walked, the darker it got. 6th had grabbed her flashlight (Water proof) before the gang had left the Hot tub area, as well as her pocket tool kit. She thought quietly to herself about how to fix the equipment. Sword was still spouting poetry somewhere behind her, and 6th was finding it hard to concentrate on thinking. Poetry, even that as bad as the dren Sword was coming up with, had a rather pleasant mind numbing effect of 6th, and she REALLY needed to focus. 6th dug into the bag that Rae and Mouse were carrying, and turned to artickat. “Wanna help?” 6th asked artic. “Sure. What do you want me to do?” Artic smiled. “Just hold this box in one hand, and this flashlight in the other, and keep walking.” Artic shrugged and did so, as 6th pulled out her tool kit, opened it and pulled out what resembled surgical equipment. “What’s that for?” artic asked. “I’m going to see if I can fix this...”6th pulled open the box’s lid, and began probing around inside it with the tools. This was a lot harder than it looked. 6th’s hair kept getting in her face, the flashlight was bobbing around, and SWORD just would not stop with the poetry! 6th could feel her conscious thought slipping away, and she realized she was on her way to turning into a figurative puddle of mush. Poets always had that effect on her. Start spouting poetry, and 6th turned into a simpering, grinning romantic, and the thoughts that were forming in her head as she listened to SWORD’s refrains were DEFINITELY not productive to this situation. 6th muttered “Please someone, shut him up!” but no one either noticed or could. 6th realized she was going to have to do this herself. She tossed the tools down into the box with a clatter and stalked back to where SWORD was walking, waving his arms in the air as he continued his poetic love affair with the world in general and the Scaper ladies in particular. “SWORD, sweetie. You NEED to stop with the poetry!” 6th said as calmly as she could, though she could feel her heart beating faster. SWORD looked right through her, though he did start a new refrain beginning “Ah 6th, delight of my soul...” 6th felt her knees begin to buckle, her hands shook, and she sucked in a quick breath. She REALLY did not want to stop him now, but this was definitely not the time for this reaction she was having. 6th sighed, “Sorry, Darlin’...” and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, jerking him towards her. She whirled around and pushed SWORD up against the wall, her hand clamped over his mouth. The others stopped and stared in slight shock at the two of them. “SWORD! You got to STOP that poetry NOW! You’re melting my brain, and I need to think! I can’t take much more of it! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!” 6th shook him gently, and SWORD’s eyes came slowly back into focus. “Huh?” he said eloquently. “Please, no more poetry? Not right now?” 6th asked him sweetly. “What?” Sword said again. Ah, the grand intelligence of the man. 6th felt a hand clamp on her shoulder. A very strong hand. She slowly turned to look up at Sun and Ragnar, who were both looking down at her, a mix of puzzlement and anger on their faces. “Just what do you think you’re doing to him?” Sun said through clenched teeth. “I had to get him to quit.” 6th said, sheepishly. “You don’t know what he was doing to my head...” Ragnar shook his head “Yeah, we all know SWORD’S no poet, but still...” 6th slowly let go of SWORD’s shirt collar. Her heart was calming down now that SWORD had stopped, but her hands were still shaking badly. “You don’t understand. I like poetry. Even bad poetry. I LIKE it a LOT. I couldn’t think anymore with him going on like that, and I had to get him to quit before I ended up...well, Poetry has a...um...very...um... ’romantic’...effect on me...And I didn’t think that this was the time for that...”6th trailed off lamely. She looked up at Ragnar, who was trying not to laugh, and not succeeding. Sun had a smirk on her face, And Tick and the others were beginning to laugh. 6th turned around to SWORD, who was still looking at her with a mix of curiosity and amusement. Ragnar gave her a friendly punch on the arm, which knocked her back a step. “6th, I had no idea you were such a softy!” he twisted his mouth up, trying desperately not to laugh. “Ok, ok, I love poetry WAY too much! So sue me!” but 6th couldn’t help grinning at the thoughts that had been crossing her mind earlier. Yes, She did like poetry way too much. She smoothed out SWORD’s shirt where she had gripped it earlier, patted him on the shoulder, and, heaving a great sigh, walked slowly back to artickat and the box. Maybe she could get some more work done on the box, though, now she REALLY had other things on her mind. artickat -- “Try these, 6th” artickat hands a pair of earplugs to 6th "I always carry a few pair, I have sensitive hearing. Maybe they will help because once SWORD gets going it's hard to get him to stop. LOL!" "Thanks" 6th puts the earplugs in just as SWORD starts again sigh "HEY, THANKS ARTICKAT. THESE DO HELP." Artickat smiles and puts a finger to her lips to let 6th know she is talking REALLY loud. "Sorry!" 6th says with a laugh. "Let's see if I can fix these." 6th starts digging through the box again. As the Gang comes to a fork in the tunnel Rangar makes a signal for everyone to stop. "Rae bring that light over here so we can figure out which way to go." Pointing the light at the map Rae asks "Which way big guy?" Raven-Kat -- “I like left....” Rae says, "Because I'm a lefty--more or less. What do you guys say?" Rae shines her flashlight down each corrider in turn. "The left one seems less traveled." Infected by SWORD's recent preformence, Rae recites, "Two roads diverged in a wood, and I, I took the one LESS traveled by, and that has made all the difference." Rae starts down the left corridor, not even noticing if the others are following. artickat -- Left? Rangar looks at Tick and she nods her head as if to agree with Rae. The Scooby Gang begins following Rae down the left tunnel. Rae stops suddenly causing a chain reaction (we wish we had a CHAIN REACTION!) "Ouch!" "Hey! Watch it!" "That's my heal your standing on leaped!" artickat grumbles. "Didn't mean too, you stopped too fast." leaped takes a step back and steps on SWORD's foot. SWORD bends forward in an attempt to save his foot from further punishment but cracks his head against leaped's instead. SWORD lands on his butt in the middle of the tunnel. "You okay?" leaped asks while holding his head. "You've got a head like a rock!" leaped shoots SWORD an accusing look. Rubbing his forehead SWORD begins to smile at leaped. "Thanks bud, I was stuck in that poetry mode and I couldn't get out! I guess I just needed another shot to the head!" leaped helps SWORD to his feet and they turn to see why everyone stopped so suddenly. "I hear something!" Rae whispers to the Gang "This way." Rae starts to tiptoe forward the Scooby Gang look at each other and with a shrug they all begin to tiptoe just like Rae. Raven-Kat -- A dead end The gang comes up against a wall. "Smooth, Rae!" Someone shouts from the back of the group. "Relax!" Rae snaps. "I've played enough D&D to know that logic dictates that this is no dead end." Rae passes her flashlight back and pulls a dagger out of her boot. She begins tapping the wall. A hollow thunk is heard. "Ah hah! A secret door! Who da' man?" "Rae, you did NOT just say that." Mouse said. "Say what? Come on guys, help me figure out how to get it opened." Sixth Sense Dreamer -- The gang crowds around the door Everyone looks for an opening, a secret panel, a button, something that would open the door. Nothing can be found. 6th gets fed up with it. "Ok, stand back everyone." she says, motioning everyone back. The gang steps back, looking at the petite 6th, who gears herself up. Taking a couple of deep breaths, she raises her fists, and with a cry of "Hiiiiiiyah!" she excecutes a perfect round-house kick, her foot connecting with the secret door. The gang howls in laughter as 6th hops around on one foot. "Ow, ow, ow, ow ow, ow!" 6th cries out. She sits down on the floor on front of the door, rubbing her foot. "oh god, what was I thinking?" she says amid the laughter. The laughter stopped suddenly, as the gang watches the door teeter and fall towards 6th's head. 6th glances up at the gang, her foot still in her hand, just as the door falls on her head. <CLANG!> 6th slowly reaches up with one hand, shoving the door off of her head. She reels, still sitting, and looks up at the gang. "Oooh, stars!" 6th slurs, her eyes trying to cross. "I thought those only happened in cartoons!" and 6th passes out, flat on her back. SWORDandMUG -- Oh Still a little groggy, SWORD does his best to absorb the situation at hand. Crouching beside 6th, he says, "It would appear that you can add falling doors to your retinue of trees falling on you." :-{> artickat -- “She’s out like a light!” The Scooby Gang rush to 6th to see if she is okay. 6th slowly awakens and she seems to be alright, if a little dizzy. "Are you okay?" SWORD asks. "It's going to take more than a door to take me out but I think I hurt my ankle." While Rae and Tick are checking the damage to 6th's ankle, Rangar turns to SWORD and wiggles his eyebrows "I'd carry her but I think she would rather have you do the job." "Doesn't look too bad but it is going to be tender for a while." Came the verdict from the girls. SWORD takes the sash that is around his waist and raps it around 6th's ankle. "That should hold it." Getting to her feet "I think I will need someone to lean on." 6th gives SWORD a grateful look as he puts his arm around her waist to help support her. The Scooby Gang move through the secret door and toward the noise that they heard earlier. As they turn a corner they are on a balcony overlooking a ballroom full of 'Whipped crème'. "What the Hazmana?!" Rangar mutters as he sees himself dancing and sliding across the ballroom below with Rae. "Hey! That's me!" artickat gives a gasp as she catches sight of herself skidding across the ballroom with JilaCosa. Rae, mouse and Tick also gasp as they see themselves down below. "What is going on here?" leaped asks "How can you be here and there?" ?... mouse in the lab -- I think it’s a result of shifting time-planes, Artickat. Who knows were else you could be? I wouldn't be too worried about it if I were you. Back to the gang... Raven-Kat -- Rae leans over the balcony "Yo, Rae!" she shouts. Ragnar pulls her back inside. "Don't do that! You'll mess up the time line or something." "But, Ragnar, we seem to be having so much fun together..." Rae sniffs and pulls the door shut. "Okay, let's try the other way." artickat -- “DREN!” "They almost saw us Rae!" Rangar grumbled. "What's the difference if they see us or not?" artickat turns a questioning look at Rangar as do the rest of the Scooby Gang. "Which one of you thinks it's a good idea to have more than one of you around?" Rangar says with raised eyebrows. The Scooby Gang stare at each other for a while. "Bad idea!" "Your right Rangar!" "LORD HAVE MERCI!" leaped gasped! When the gang looked at him, leaped asked "What did you expect me to say?" "Good one leaped!" artickat laughed. Rangar makes a face at artickat and she makes one right back at him. "Come on, let's get the Phantom and get this over with." Rangar growled. "Rangar's getting a little testy...the Phantom better watch out." The Scooby Gang nod they're heads in agreement with SWORD. Back the way they came and down some stairs the Gang runs into the Phantom... Raven-Kat -- “Actually Ragnar two of me would serve to EASE the general amount of confusion surounding my actions. Not like I don't talk to meself all the time anyway..." Rae explains as they make their way back the way they had come from. "You need to relax. Rest and revitalize. Check out what I snirched from the garden..." Rae trails off as they round a corner. "Ye gods, it's the Phantom!" artickat -- “AAAAAHHHHHH!” Everyone screams at once. After a moments hesitation, the Phantom takes off running back the way he came with the Scooby Gang in hot pursuit (someone always in hot pursuit? he,he). "It's great to be the one doing the chasing for once!" artickat jokes to leaped. "Faster Rangar you've almost got him!" Rae encourages. With super Scooby Gang leap (no offence leaped) Rangar tackles the Phantom and the rest of the Gang pile on top of the two [as seen many times at football games and family gatherings;)]. "We've got him now!" Tick shouts in triumph. "Okay...you can get off now." Rangars muffled voice can be heard from the bottom of the pile of Scapers. As the Scooby Gang untangle themselves (once again) and Rangar is able to stand everyone notices that the Phantom is gone. "Where did he go?!" Tick stamps her foot "We had him!" "Well...we got his cap and that's better than noth..." artickat lets the rest of her sentence die as she notices the looks she is receiving from the others. Grabbing the cape and giving it a good shake Tick starts to vent her anger. "DREN! DREN! DREN!" "WAIT! Something feel out of the cape! Look...a key!" mouse cries out. Raven-Kat -- “It must be the key to his lair!” Rae cries happily. "He's stuck! He can't get back in, now!" "Well, that'll make catching him easier at least." artickat says. "Yeah!" Rae nods eagerly. "Now _he's_ on the defensive. It won't be long now." "BWHAHAHAHA!!!!" a laugh echoes down the corridors. "It's the Phantom!" Mouse cries. "Let's go!" Ragnar shouts, taking off in the direction of the voice.