Have you ever wondered how D&D beholders move? Here's how...

Who: WW, Allie, D2, and Dren.
When: Sorry, but my watch is stuck somewhere beneath the duct tape!
Where: The Drive Room.
<snip>
"Obviously he's caught whatever the captain has." Dren said. D2 looks
curiously at WW.
"I guess we'll have to whack him on the head with a sled." D2
replied.
"The sled's broke, we'll need a new plan" Dren replied.
"Rosebud!" D2 screamed. Dren looks the hasmpster.
"Ok, so you're prisoner 12345 or whatever. That's cool. My job
was to find you. I found you. now, i'm going drinking." Dren and D2
turn to leave. Allie speaks up.
"Wait, something's wrong with my wolfie! You guys gotta help me
get him back to normal." She screamed.
"Ok, Allie. Here's the deal. You drop the charges against me and
my cohorts, I'll help you fix "Your Wolfie" otherwise no deal." Dren
said.
"You help him and I'll think about it." She replied.
"Fair enough. I'll need a sled and a taffy pulling machine,
unless you have a better idea." Dren smiled.
<End Snip>
"SAY WHAT?!?" yelled the little hamster suddenly picking up on what
Dren's meaning, "I've GOT to get out of here!!!"
The little hamster started struggling some more, and his back right
foot suddenly stuck out of the bottom of the little duct tape cacoon.
"This things tighter than I thought." Remarked the little hamster
outloud, "I've got to figure out a way..."
"That's right little buddy, your not getting out of that." Said D2 to
him, as Allie said, "Listen Dren, if my Wolfie's damaged in any way,
our deals off!"
"Don't worry about it." replied Dren, "I can handle it."
"Well, you'd better, Dren. Because if you make things worse, I'll put
you both in the cell and personally throw away the key!" replied
Allie.
"I know! I'll do the D&D beholder thing!", said the hamster pulling
his leg back inside the duct tape cacoon and suddenly puffing up.
"Is that a threat?" replied Dren not noticeing what was happening
next to him.
"Yes!" said Allie (also, too busy to notice it), "if Wolfie & I
weren't here I'd flood this room with 'Impotence' gas too!"
Suddenly the little hamster let out a prolonged burst of flatulence,
and went sailing accross the room, towards one of the consoles and
bounced off gently.
"Oh really?" remarked Dren.
"Umm, speaking of gas..." said D2 trying to interupt.
"Shut up, Dirk! Can't you see we're busy negotiating here?" shouted
Allie while giving him a look that would've d just about wilted
anybody.
D2 quickly shut up.
The little hamster puffed up again, and let out another burst of
flatulence, and sailed casually towards a mouse hole at the base of
Ashley's sensor console, bumping the floor slightly, and drifting in
front of the hole.
"Listen, if your threating us, perhaps we won't do anything at all."
said Dren.
"Umm, I think there's something you should know." interruppted D2
again.
"What!?!" screamed Dren & Allie at D2 in unison.
"He's getting away again." said D2 quietly while pointing towards the
little hamster.
Who suddenly upon realising everyone in the drive room was looking at
him, merely puffed up as large as he could, and performed a SBD
(silent but deadly). And quickly disappeared into the mouse hole,
leaving behind a smell that rivalled any stink bomb ever made.
The SBD fueled hamster/duct tape cacoon shot down the vent behind the
mouse hole, glanced off a corner, and went bouncing through a long
bendy metal ventilation tube, crashed through a vent in the medi-bay,
shot accross the medi-bay and out the doors just as they were closing
behind Phil.
<Tag!>