Teary response
OOC: Sorry for the delay - I've been swamped - your tax dollars at
work.
IC:<Outside the courtroom>
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"See ya Stu," said Zack.
Zack had his bag of goodies that he managed to collate. He
loaded up Cubie and she stood with him. Harry, Carol, Michelle,
Stewie, Christine & CashHolly were all huddled around Zack. Each one
was teary, even CashHolly who shed a pixelised tear. Stewie spoke,
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Zack shuffled his feet, wishing things had gone a different way.
Wait! He was a time traveller! He could . . .
Cubie shook her head sadly. How had she known?
-----Snip-----
"Zack, we're going to miss you. We're going to miss that hard
working little man who made us laugh, was generally good to the
customers, who was loyal to the staff and [Sniff] a real good friend.
See you later."
-----End Snip-----
Zack blinked away a tear. He'd never had a boss quite like
Stewie before. The man was forgiving to a fault. "Goodbye, Stewie.
If I can, I'll be back."
-----Snip-----
Zack was about to leave when Lawrence ran in. "Don't go
anywhere Zack! I have good news!"
Zack didn't quite understand the law jargon, but it resulted in
that Zack was falsely accused and can keep his job."
"All you have to do is sign some forms and you are an official
crew member! How do you feel?"
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Zack couldn't believe it. Could it be true? A pocket of calm
in his otherwise runaway life?
"I - I . . . where do I sign?"
Cubie wrapped her arms around him. "Yay! We can settle down
without waiting for the hatchet to fall!"
Zack suddenly frowned. "Well, there's still the matter of
living in an air duct . . ."
<That evening>
Zack closed the grate on the air duct, then duck-walked back to
the junction where it expanded to the size of a small room. Cubie
was just finishing with the tent that Stewie had loaned them until
they could secure quarters with the rest of the crew. A large
sleeping bag was already spread out inside, and two electric lanterns
lit the entire room.
"Wow. I haven't camped out since I was a kid." He thought back
to that fun-filled excursion with his cousins. One memory in
particular leapt out at him. "What's that behind your back, sweetie?"
Cubie slid the can of shaving cream and the feather under her
pillow, smiling innocently. "Nothing, dear."
OOC: I feel great, thank you.
~Zack & Cubie~