Bad Blueberry Bush (Ba-bum ba-bum ba-bum ba-bum) - Posted for Edwar

OOC - My latest post. Sorry it's taken ages, but my internet
was being annoying.
Who: Keto, Shakespeare, Alan Danvers, Edward Nigma,
Tara, The Tree
Where: Keto's Quarters (The Temporary Medibay)
When: During the madness
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"I don't care if you find out what caused it," he
snapped, "I just
want you to get him...and you...out of my way for an
hour while I work
out the best way to get him out of my life again."
*Rustle,* rustled the Tree from its corner. Keto
growled at it.
"What did it say?" asked Nigma. Keto closed his eyes.
"It said it has managed to grow some blueberries for
you," he sighed.
Nigma leant back slightly as a large pink branch
deposited a small
handful of slightly pinkish blueberries in his lap.
"Umm...thanks," he said.
The Tree rustled.
<End Previous Snip>
Nigma looked at the berries for a moment. Then,
without warning, he hurled them across the room,
hitting a number of his comrades, including hitting
Danvers smack bang in the middle of his eye!
"What the hell did you do that for?" yelled Danvers "I
thought you wanted to eat the bloody things!"
"I did." Said Nigma, dismissively, "But they were
pink! And everyone knows Pink is for Poofs!"
The entire room was silent for a moment, taking in
this bizarre revelation. Eventually, Keto decided to
break the stunned silence. He was head Badger after
all…
"Are you… a homophobe?"
Nigma looked at him, puzzeled (A look that everyone
was quickly realising featured regularly on Ed's
face!) "What makes you say that? I was mearly pointing
out the pink food makes you poof… in a cloud of
smoke?"
The entire room sighed, a combination of relief and
disbelief!
"Goodness sake" sighed Keto, in total dispair, "will
you just take a look at this man, please?"
The team set about setting up a typical shrinks
office. They laid out a chair and a sofa, the latter
of which Nigma proceded to sprall himself out on,
taking on a position that can only be described as the
position of a man mellowed out by at least twenty
joints, and the majority of a tray of hash brownies,
with his dreads flowing over the arm rest. Nigma
turned to Shakespeare.
"Please, sit. And you lot," Turning to the others "…I
dunno… get some popcorn!? Oh, and a spanner and some
WD40 wouldn't go amiss."
"For why doest thou require'st a spanner" inquired
Shakespeare?
"Well I can hardly see what wrong with you mind if I
can't take it out an have a look, now can I?" replied
the supposed Phyciatrist.
Keto thought very, very, very hard about the concept
of removing Shakespeare's brain with a spanner.
Shakespeare was surprisingly putting up no argument
against the procedure, but then again it can be hard
to protest when you've fainted! Eventually Keto
decided that maybe the procedure wasn't such a good
idea, at least for the moment.
"Is there no other method you can think of for
diagnosing him?"
A disappointed Nigma sat for a moment. "I guess I
could try a fairly old method. Originated for Germany
actually."
Nigma looked around the room. Eventually he wandered
across the room, and picked up an incredibly large
book, which he opened and began to read as he returned
to stand behind Shakespeare. He closed the book,
pondered for a moment, and then whacked Shakespeare
over the head with the tome!
"Vie do you resist?" Shouted Nigma, in the worst
possible German accent "Don't you know ve have vays of
makin you talk?
"I knoweth nought!" Yelped Shakespeare, "Why doest
though triest the Bathroom?"
Nigma looked up, leaving a slightly dazed Shakespeare
still sitting, a large bump quickly appearing on the
top of his head.
Nigma turned to Keto.
"See, simple. Have you checked the Bathroom for
anything weird?"
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OOC -Sorry it's been ages since my last post. I've been
frantic trying to sort out some work I'm doing at the
mo, and my internet is kaput! Hope this makes up for
it.