Thanks so much Dr. Keto

Tara here, the most sane of the medi-bay members so come to me for ointment free treatment. Welcome aboard
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Who: Department heads, WW, Rufus
Where: A room
When: Random space anomaly... often called 3:15 in the afternoon
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The patulous hamster suddenly whipped around & grabbed up a nearby fly swatter and smartly swatted Mini-Phil's hands away from the viewers controls muttering,
"Next time I'll use the Pink tree's pruners, you little gremlin...", resetting the holo image back to the city block and then turning to speak to the rest of the group in a louder voice, "Now, as I was saying. Are there any volunteers or questions?"Keto spoke up first, "Perhaps we ask the 5,000 Chryslers practice their flapping arm take off's down the East-West street, that would create enough of a diversion..."
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A blue swerly thing appeared next to the table out of which came Rufus at full tilt. He ran out of the swerly thing and into the table
"Ouch f***." He said rubbing his damaged shin totally unaware of all the people in the room.
"Rufus! Watch you mouth!" Phil said.
"EEEE!" mp added.
"Dad! mini-dad!.... I.. urm.. that is.. I....well.... I didn't realise it would take me through space as well and i ended up too far back and then here and well....." Rufus was now aware of all the people in the room. Phil glowered at his son.
"Nicely volunteered boy" Keto said clapping
"What?" Rufus asked
"I'm sure that my son will be an asset to which ever team he is needed on" Phil added for once someone agreed with Keto's evilness.
"Awwwww but daaaaaaad" Rufus whined. Phil ignored his sons whinging.
"You will probably need someone with a scientific brain on the strike team if you need to bypass security alarms" Phil said. Rufus raised an eyebrow.
"Strike team? Will I get to use a gun?" he asked the large rodent.....<Tag!>