excuses, excuses

Who: Schweeble, Cerebrum, Appendix and the Smiths
Where: Ruins of Psychiatric office
When: Just after Fingers left through the vents
“Like I said” said Cerebrum “You can’t trust anything he says, I mean if it
wasn’t him that knocked you out who could it have been?”
Smith number one (the one with the broken nose) slowly got up, he didn’t
seem to have the intelligence to realise that he should be in a lot of pain,
the other Smith however was slightly smarter and was still rolling around on
the floor in agony.
“Who knocked me out is irrelevant at the moment Cerebrum” said Joe “What I
now want to know is why you had Saddam in here, I don’t believe that Phil
would have given you permission to use his highly unstable and psychotic AI,
so why was it in here?” Joe asked.
“Well…” said Cerebrum and made another complicated hand gesture at the Smith
that was standing, who then walked off, returned a few seconds later with a
steaming cup of coffee and handed it to Joe.
Cerebrum slapped his forehead and thought ‘I’ve really got to teach the
Smiths the difference between the signal for a cup of coffee and the signal
to knock someone out’
“Well, you see," Cerebrum continued "Phil asked me to…ermm…examine, yes
that’s right, examine Saddam and see if I could find the route of his
psychiatric problems. I was just about to ask the psychotic AI about his
mother, who I believe was a corrupted ZX81, when he took control of the
meson cannon and starting shooting up the place.” Cerebrum lied. “I mean I
didn’t steal him or anything if that’s what you’re thinking, I mean why
would I do a thing like that.” He added.
“Really, hmmm, well I think I’m going to just go and have a little word with
Phil to confirm your story, I’ll be back soon don’t worry” said Joe.
Joe turned round and started to leave the room, while behind him Cerebrum
started waving his arms about like a blind man trying to swat a fly. Smith
just looked at him with puzzled look on his face.
“Sod it” said Cerebrum, grabbed the Kosh (or blackjack if you’d prefer) from
Smith and bashed Joe on the head.
“I don't care if there are no dwarfs, the show must go on!!” said Joe and
yet again fell unconscious.
‘Remind me to get some decent goons at some point’ Cerebrum thought at the
Appendix and then put Joe back on the couch.
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