Prelude Part 6

Who : Phil etc
When : Phil in straight jacket
 
Phil nodded..."I promise that Phil Febuggure will not harm anywone, plus I also promise to help with the missle...I would cross my heart but with this jacket...."
 
Cerebrum nodded and undone the jacket, then carefully stood back.
 
Phil got up and masagged his shoulders. "Thanks old chum. Now if you excuse me, I have some other matters to attend to."
 
Phil left the hanger bay and headed back towards his office.
 
**  mins later = 5 **
 
Alota was ordeing something from a vending machine. She kept asking for A Bannna Milkshake, but it kept giving her raw liver..
 

Suddenly a hand gripped her around the throat. "Why ....did you shoot us......you stupid woman!"
 
Alota, trying very hard to breath managed to get out a few words.....
 
"It......was't.........wa........Dean..........."
 
Phil was surprised. How the hell did that pea-brain get out from the cell?
 
** Much later, cell block Dean Armer Doom cell **
 
The door opened to the cell. Dean was sitting on Doom who even through the muffle could still be heard.
 
"Doom. You can go. It Eve you brought to my office. Go and Take care of her okay."
 
Doom got up and left.
 
"Armer. You got your promotion, although I've yet to decide on your exact title and/or position. So you can go.."
 
Armer got up laughing and did a little dance as he left the cell
 
Dean got up to leave, but Phil pushed him back into the cell. It was then that Dean noticed the small medical case Phil was carrying.
 
"Where do YOU think you are going?"
 
Dean pointed to where Armer had gone and smiled. It didn't work.
 
Phil consulted his clipboard. "Dean Ian Rodger Thomas."
 
Dean Nodded.
 
"DIRT?"
 
Dean nodded again.
 
"Well, It seems like you've been signed up for an experimnetla drug program. This is your signature isn't it?"
 
Dean tried to look, but Phil punched him in the nose.
 
"Well, You've signed up for Dr. Charles Keto's Experimental Drug Re-habiation Program for Petty criminals...and stupid gits who decide to shoot me ..."
 
Dean gulped. How did he find THAT out.
 
"You have two choices. One. Take the drugs and I'll waiver your charges. Or...It's back with Olaf. He's been missing you ya know..."
 
<< Dean ?>>
 
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