Deja' Vu! Angry Hamster, Giggling midget...

Where: Aboard the S.S. Flyspeck in the Blue Dwarf's landing bay.
When: Just after ye 'big break out'. (And No, I'm not referring to
Dean's sudden accumulation of sweat on his brow...)
Who: White Wolf and Rufus. (Ok, so their names sound more like pair
of dogs in a dog show... But that's beside the point of this post!)
"Alright! What a mission! We beat the bad guy, and rescued the
Admiral " Said Rufus.
"Minus his body, of course.", replies the overgrown hamster, "Do you
mind bring his elderlyness up to Keto and see if they can do
something to keep him alive?"
"No problem! If he can't, I sure dad can come up with something."
Replied Rufus, excitedly.
"hopefully that won't be neccessary..."
"Hey, what's this blinking light over here for?"
"Oh, that means I've got a message waiting for me on my encrypted and
secure communications teletype. It's probably from Hindy, giving me
his follow up report." Replied the overgrown hamster.
"What the heck is a Teletype?!?"
"A kind of a electric typewriter connected via a phone line with
another one at the other end. It's really secure because, the only
way someone could normally intercept messages on it, is to tap onto
that line. And since this particular line is only three feet long,
going through a permanent micro-wormhole between the two locations,
makes it particularly secure. The only way someone could intercept
messages while using this method is to be physically at either of the
two terminals, because any attempt to tamper with the micro-wormhole
would collapse it and sever the link."
"Aren't you concerned that snoop Cain, might have been in here
already?"
"I don't think I ever have to worry about that - because if anyone
steps aboard the S. S. Flyspeck while not accompanied by me, The Bion
balls protecting the Deterization Gun* will probably kick thier face
so far in, they'll be able to skip their next proctology exam,
assuming of course, the Bion's don't simply outright kill them since
they've been itching for a chance to kill something for nearly two
millenia."
"What's a Deterization Gun and Bion Ball?" asked Rufus.
"Why don't you go ask your dad, his evil self tried stealing it once.
And while your there, would you ask him to stop selling this stuff
on the mass market?" replied White Wolf, while flipping the
disintegration gun he'd taken from Rinsey and showing Rufus the stamp
on it's butt end which read, 'Phil FeBuggure's Scientific Security
Products, Inc.'
The large hamster continued, "In the meantime, I'll keep this, and go
read that report..."
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Later, deep within the bowels of the S. S. Flyspeck, at the secure
teletype...
The huge hamster read the message that read,
'Blackberry to Bigwig -
The Big K has intercepted & stored Gen. Woundwort's msg to Capt
Campion, which
you spoke to me about earlier.
Additional info found by mice provides good evidence of foul play by
Woundwort, especially
w/ heavy intercepts between 'im & Ole baldy @ your location. Filed
all on Big K, and sent a
copy forward to the Beech hanger.
Plus, I've got more - Sounds like Gen. is gonna setup Campion as
fall guy if (or when) his
plan fails. Will forward details on this l8tor.
While checking out additional angles, I've found that -
1) The Capt's son is crookeder than Cowslip ever was, and will make
trouble on the nuthanger!
We're watching him.
2) The Gen.'s daughter seems to be almost too lilly white to
believe, need to do some further digging to find out if she's 4 real.
If she chk's out, we have possible angle!
Hang in there, the dog is on it's way...
Blackberry out!'
The huge hamster smiled and comments outloud, "Good work, Hindy." and
quickly types on the teletype -
'Bigwig to Blackberry,
Pegged ole baldy for swiping the Admiral. Get this, He got clocked
by a 6mo old kid!
Admiral alive, but worse for wear from raid.
Getting boat now, & will send it to Nuthanger at top speed.
Will touch base w/ you on a F2F w/ the Gen. or Capt. l8tor.
Bigwig out.'
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Much later, while in White Wolf's living quarters...
The door opened, letting in MP who immediately
went, "Eeee.eee....eeee....EEEE...e"
"What are you doing here?!?", Screamed the annoyed overgrown hamster
standing next to the portable stir fry unit in his kitchen, "What
trouble are you up to now?"
"Eeeeeee......" replied Mini Phil, pausing to suddenly sneeze and
gesture at the stir fry, "eeee....EEEE...e?"
"Speaking in tongues while criticizing my stir fry cooking isn't
gonna get you on my good side, Ya know... " Remarked the huge hamster
while brandishing a metal spatula.
Holly choose that moment to make his grand enterance on the wall
monitor, "Acting commander Brown Hamster? I've got a message for you."
"That's acting Captain White Wolf, you gimboid!" replied the six
foot, one inch tall hamster.
"Oh yeah, I forgot you rodents are color blind... Well, your message
is 'Twinkle toes' Chrysler wishes me to inform you that we've
successfully retrieved the oil." comments Holly, before blipping out.
"Great! Now we just need to get it to earth as quickly as possible."
Says the huge hamster Excitedly, "Hey! Wait a minute! I'm not color
blind!"
"Eeeeeee......" said MP while pointing to the wall monitor.
"Oh yeah, what is that you want this time?" Asked the rotund hamster.
"eeeeee .... eeeee.. EEE... E..." went Mini-phil while gesturing more
animatedly.
"Try using smaller words.", replied White Wolf not understanding
MP, "What am I saying? The little idiot's talking in monosybles. Hey,
let's try something new - Do it like you would it you were playing
Charades."
Mini-phil suddenly stopped, smirked evilly and stuck his tongue out,
and quickly gave the hamster the finger before running for the door.
"Alright, that does it..." Said the huge hamster while grabbing the
stir fry pan and chasing after him.
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A couple of minutes later, The huge hamster nearly plowed into Phil
in the hallway while chasing after Mini-phil.
"Hi Phil! I was meaning to speak to you about setting up something to
get the oil back to earth faster than us bringing it aboard the
dwarf, but would you terribly mind if I just took this moment to beat
the crap out of that little Buggure first?" Asked the amplitudinous
hamster indicating MP, who was hiding behind Phil's leg.
<Phil?>
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* - For all you old timers who want a refresher on what the D-gun is
again, please read post #1599.
OOC - And sorry about the delay in my post... I've been doing a bit
of behind the scenes work on some computers for Onion/Niples!
- WW