This.... is NOT good....

Who: medi-bay lot
Where: as above minus the lot
When: life's too short for it to matter
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"How on earth are we going to feed him? A dish on the
floor?" wondered Tara.
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Tara walked over to the discarded half eaten ice cream pot and carefully slipped it into the quarantine room before the Shakespeare dog thing noticed the door was open. Tara then went into her office and got out a bag of party supplies,
"come on guys, I know he's mean and all, but you only have a birthday once a year" Tara said. Everyone looked sceptical. Wildflower finally spoke up,
"I think it's a fab idea! Keets will love it!" She grabbed a pack of balloons. Gradually everyone joined in and the medi-bay was soon decked out in streamers, balloons and banners. Tara handed out party hats and was about to put hers on when the medi-bay shook with a primordial scream that came from the direction of Keto's office
"CLEEEEEVVVVAAAAAGGGEEEEE!!!!! MY OFFICE NOW!!!!!" The happy atmosphere died instantly and the only sound was of the air conditioning. Tara took off her party hat and hands behind her back slowly stepped into Keto's office. Keto was angry, he was very angry, his ointment analysing machine was in a smouldering pile of molten metal in the corner.....
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