Mel And CK\'s Marvellous Plan That Isn\'t So Marvellous - Return Of Evie And Jake

OOC. I actually wanted Callum to write it, but oh well   Who: Mel and CK Where: New Hawai'i Hotel When: 10 minutes after last 'snip'   "No, not again! That was a one time thing - I thought we'd established that! You and your stupid ideas!" CK fiddled with his wig, placing it on his head back to front. He parted the hair from his face and grinned at Mel. "Well, I suppose you are a man." she scoffed. "But you do realise you're just taking credit for my plan when we were back on the Dwarf. If we get caught, I'm taking the blame, so everyone knows that it was moi who thought of this truly genious plan!" CK fiddled with the wig until it sat comfortably the right way around. "I thought you said it was stupid!" he laughed. Mel's eyebrows lowered spitefully and CK retreated nervously. He just woke up from a coma, he didn't want
to be put back in one. Mel pulled on a dignified face as she tied up her smelly sneakers. Sort of ironic, in a sense. CK straightened his dress and stood infront of the mirror and tried out different poses. "Does my butt look big in this?" Mel giggled as she approached the mirror, reapplying her fake moustache. "Wait, did I just hear a giggle from you?" asked CK in a voice that was shocked and expecting an explanation. "Um, no. Bust just be next door. Noisy lunatics. Day and night, they just keep going at it." "They what?" "Oh! Never mind!" Mel pushed him aside and wiped imaginary dust off her hands. "You look convincing, Evie. Are you sure you're really a man?" Mel looked him up and down and shook her head. "Well, you'd fool me, but you're too dumb to pass the test." CK squinted his eyes, raised his upper lips and make a 'tch'
noise. "Why do I have to be the girl?" "Because," explained Mel, as she went behind him and fixed his dress collar. "it adds to the disguise. Now we really have to put on an act. We feel uncomfortable, so we won't let anything slip out." "Yeah, yeah. So we sneak out you, Jake Housing, the engineer, say there's something wrong with the Vespidae's engine. You go in and pretend you've hurt yourself, so I, Evie Redmill, the nurse, come to help you. Then you take off and head back to Earth." CK reminded her, smugly. "Why Earth? Why can't I go home? Why do we even want to go home?" CK shrugged and walked off. Mel scoffed again, only in shock. "Why? Can't you be Evie Redmill, engineer? And I be Jake Housing, intern? It makes more sense because you're actually an engineer and I'm actually a nurse!" "Hey, like you said, it makes us uncomfortable, therefore less likely to let anything
slip." "This had better work." Claudia Wilson <princess_is_here_77@...> wrote: Who: CK and Mel Where: New Hawai'i Hotel When: After last post   Mel shut her diary and quickly stuffed it under the bed in a hurried attempt to hide it. She ran to the door and opened it. When she saw a rather smily CK, she leant an arm on her hip and put on a dissatisfied face. "Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. Haven't you
been helped enough? I'm not your mother!" CK casually glided past her and sat down on a chair. "What are you doing?" Mel scoffed. "Does it matter? I came here to make you smile." "Make me smile? Why?" "Because you're too emo." "Emo? Emoes are people who cut and drug themselves. And wear makeup!" Mel stated a very matter-of-factly. "And you don't, Evie?"* Mel jumped in shock. "E-E-Evie? How'd you know about Evie?" She stuttered. CK pulled out a burgundy leather book with gold writing. "My diary? How did you get that?" Anger was imminent in her voice. Behind CK's nonchalant smile, he felt a little intimidated. "Let's just say I have my ways. Did you realise Evie was my non de plume, too? Things could get real messy. Just thought I'd warn you. Maybe I can, you know, get to know Evie a little better..." Callum's hand slid on top of
Mel's. She retreated. "How about...no! What were you thinking, anyway? Do you really think I'm the sort of person who would want to get to know you?" "Well, I think you are different than want you want everyone to think you are." "So what do you want now?" Mel sighed. "I need your help again. I've got a plan."   Tag CK *Evie, if you were reading, was CK's non de plume when they were in disguise. You know, the red wig? Mel uses that name for her 'fun' side. Callum Armour <Callum_Armour@hotmail.com> wrote: Callum sat in the laundry room of the New Hawaii hotel naked, the door locked. In the dryer were his only clothes. The same clothes he’d
stolen from Top Shop after he’d woken up from his coma and before dragging Mel around the ship. Callum thought about Mel, she annoyed him. He never liked emo’s anyway and she defiantly needed to loosen up a little. But for some reason, when she was around he felt… comfortable. He hadn’t revealed it to any of the team but since waking up he had constantly felt scared and uncertain. It had been a matter of weeks and he was no closer to finding out ‘who’ he was. Sure he knew what he’d done in the past but he knew deep down that he was a new person… He was desperate to know who. He knew that the ‘cheerful’ and ‘cheeky’ front he’d put up for the others wasn’t real; he also knew that something was wrong. He had defiantly become more stable though, no violent mood swings at least.  And as he took his clothes out of the drier he and dressed, he decided to go visit Mel… Setting himself the challenge of making his new ‘friend’ smile. A few miniutes later he approached the hotel room door. Pausing a moment before knocking to wipe some tears away and covering his look of pain and confusion with the cheeky smile that people were more accustomed to. Then he knocked on the door and waited…. <TAG Mel> OOC: just so everyone knows – Callum_Armour@hotmail.com is my msn, Callum_Armour1@yahoo.co.uk is my Yahoo. Mel I’ve added you on Yahoo but im still waiting to be approved for your friend list.   Get the inside track on what's happening at MSN. Sign up for the MSN Insider newsletter here. See the all-new, redesigned Yahoo.com. Check it out.
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