Re: Cleaning-lady-zilla!

Sorry everyone, I have nothing to blame but my own stupidity - and it's made
worse by it being me who first mentioned that Jayne was in the group in the post
before!
Please everyone replace all mentions of Jay in this post to Jay, his female
clone who is so similar that even I get confused :-P
Onion
--- In JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com, Andy Longman <sirlagerlot@...> wrote:
>
> Erm...Jayne turend into Jay, who is elsewhere, halfway through that post. Way
to pay attention boss! *applauds*
>
>
> From: cptonion
> Sent: Saturday, August 29, 2009 3:28 AM
> To: JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com
> Subject: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] Cleaning-lady-zilla!
>
>
> Who:- Seymour, Keto, Rosette, Justin, Jayne
> Where:- M&S lingerie department
> When:- As they heard the vacuum cleaner
>
> <snip>
> "No, wait" Jayne said "He's right, something's coming."
> She dropped her corner of the Psi scanner and turned around. Looming over
them, and heading toward them at a high speed was a cleaner...pushing a vacuum
cleaner, right in their direction....
> <end snip>
>
> The vacuum cleaner was being wielded by a fat older woman who seemed several
hundred feet tall. All Seymour could see of her were these towering chunky legs
inside thick tights.
>
> "Hehe, I can see up her dress too!" Said Justin Pancake. Then went pale as he
did, and almost threw up.
>
> The vacuum cleaner was almost on top of them, and the team dropped the
Psi-scanner on the ground and huddled around the back of it. They could feel the
hoover sucking them towards it.
>
> Seymour's hair stuck up onto it's ends, each strand reaching towards the
machine. "Nooo, not the do!" Seymour said, trying to hold it down. As he did so,
the vacuum caught hold of his suit sleeve and it started sucking that towards
it. "Not the suit!" Seymour shouted in anger and annoyance. "I want some clothes
left by the end of today!"
>
> Then his annoyance turned to fright as the cyclone of air gripped his entire
body and pulled him upwards. He turned an grabbed onto the first thing he could,
which was the edge of the Psi-scanner.
> "Help me!" he cried.
> The sound of rushing air almost burst his eardrums, and he felt his legs being
lifted above him, ready to be sucked into the doomsday machine.
> Jay and Rosette grabbed his hands, and pulled him back again.
>
> Luckily, the hoover stopped and was placed onto the ground by the gargantuan
cleaning lady. Like godzilla, she towered over the psi-scanner and boomed in a
gruff voice; "What's this then?"
>
> She reached down and grabbed the psi-scanner with her mammoth hand, and picked
it up. With their cover removed, the shrunken team ran to the shelter of a
nearby clothes rack. They watched as the cleaning lady took the psi-scanner
away.
>
> "Where's she taking it?" Seymour asked.
> "It looks like she's taking it to the counter." Jay said, peering out.
> "We need that!"
> "I know!"
> "Tell her to bring it back!"
> "I can't!"
> "You're the Captain!" Said Seymour.
> "I know, but I'm three inches tall, she's a massive elderly cleaning lady with
cataracts bigger than my head. She probably can't see me!"
>
> The old lady put the psi-scanner on the counter at the other end of the shop,
and then went off to clean something elsewhere.
>
> "She's actually done us a favour, I guess." Said Jay, walking out of their
shelter onto the shop floor.
>
> After an hour of walking, they got to the payment counter at the other end of
the shop. It loomed tall above them, and they could just see the edge of their
psi-scanner on top. It looked like this counter wasn't currently being used, and
all customers were going to the second one at the other side of the shop.
>
> The sides of the counter were shiny and smooth, and there were no obvious ways
to get up there.
>
> "So how do we get up there?" Seymour asked to Jay, and everyone looked to him
for leadership.
> Jay thought about it for a while. "I'm... not sure." He admitted. Everyone
continued to look at him for guidance. "What? Give me a break, my Captains
handbook didn't prepare me for making decisions about climbing furniture when
I've been shrunk to the size of a tennis ball!"
>
> <Tag, any ideas how we get up onto the payment counter?>
>