Calvert + Rosette - "STOKEing the fire in my heart" pt2

< Another JP written by SMandy and myself >
Who: Rosette and Jed
Where: New Stoke, near a fancy mansion
When: After they got chased by a big dog
<snip>
In the safety of the Starbug they both panted for breath. "So how
will we get in?" she asked. Neither of us are exactly dressed for a
ball. She pointed at their mud splattered clothes.
<end snip>
"Is there anywhere we can get posh clothes?" she asked, moving to the
control panel.
Jed allowed himself a small smirk and looked in a storage locker. "I
have this frock, an' I think you'd look mighty purdy wearing it!"
"why do you have..." Rosette began, but then looked at how dirty
Jed's mind seemed. "Why don't you have anything?" she asked.
"Do I look like the type o' fella that keeps his best bib n' tucker
on a spacecraft?" said Jed. "Besides, ah'm wearing my best clothes,
aren't these smart enough?"
He gestured to his muddy leather cowboy jacket and filthy rag shirt
underneath that looked like it hadn't been washed, ever. It still
didn't explain why he had a woman's ballgown ready to hand.
The dress that Jed had given Rosette was a special kind of dress
designed especially for perverts. The tight dress not only looked
appealing, the back zip also came apart at lightning speed at the
touch of a remote control button, exposing naked flash or underwear
before the wearer even had time to realise and cover herself. Jed
smirked as he watched Rosette go into the back room to change and put
the small remote in his pocket.
Of course, Rosette had no idea that this was the case, and felt like
she once had years ago, going to her first ball as a wealthy young
woman, part of a family that dined with almost royalty... A tear fell
down her cheek as she remembered the times with her parents, a tear
of happiness that they'd be able to see her like this again.
She emerged after a few minutes (something that Jed respected - as he
hated it when girls took ages to get ready) and handed her knives to
Jed. He twirled them around his fingers and felt the weight in his
hand. he wasn't unfamilliar with knived objects, he liked to use them
when he was in a bad mood, but he normally enjoyed the power that his
twin pistols gave him.
"So here's the plan missy, as much as I like my togs, ah know ah've
no chance of gittun' in that there fancy ball. So you run along ahead
and 'borrow' me some from some fella about mah size. That clear?"
"You mean you want me to knock someone out, and steal their clothes
for you?" she asked, a smile on her face. "So I get to go to a ball
again, AND knock someone out? I love it!" she said, standing in the
middle of the main room of the 'Bug. "Let's go?" she asked again.
Rosette walked in slowly, trying to act as posh as she could. She
hadn't been in a ball in years, but in her bones she knew how to act
and react. She walked in, and instantly found someone that looked
the exact size of Jed. She walked up to him, and spoke in as posh a
voice as she could manage. "Hello," she began, doing a little
courtsey. "Would you join me?..." she asked, trying to add a little
spark into her voice that would entice him to follow.
The young man looked intrigued, and followed Rosette as she lead him
to the back of the house, The timing was perfect, no one was
looking. Turning around to face him, a large silver candlestick
holder appeared in Rosettes hand, and smashed him upside the head,
sending him barrelling out of the open window to the grass below,
where Jed was standing. She leant out of the window "Hurry up!"
Jed looked at the unconscious male in front of him. "Couldn't you
just hand me the clothes?"
<To be continued...>