Close encounters of the Febuggure kind

Who: Amber, Keats
Where: A Corridor
When: After the snip
Yet another Jay-Pee by those wacky kids, John and Amber Keats.
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"What's happening to me John?" She babbeled, the black draining
from her eyes. "I don't understand it."
"I.... I dunno for certain, but I think the best thing is, is to
get a professional to look at you" Keats knew what the Dwarfian
doctors were like, but he couldnt think of a better word.
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Amber leaned on Keats and mumbled something about being ok.
"I don't want to go to see a doctor. Keto will only tell my mum, then
things will get interesting" She complained
"Intersting indeed..."
Keats mused this... on the one hand, he had his wife who was,
contrary to what she claimed, definatly NOT ok, and on the other, was
Phil finding out his daughter had gotten hitched to something with as
much career prospects as space dust.
"Look.. we need to get someone to look at that wound... lets go to my
room, Jacks got all sorts of medicinals and bandages"
She groaned at the prospect of having to deal with Jack but agreed,
her hand was begining to hurt a lot now. She hadn't noticed it
before, how she had no idea. They stumbled awkardly to the turbolift
at the end of the corridor and got in. Keats held his breath as they
climbed floors. Lifts had a tendancy to break down on him at
inconvieniant moments. This time was an exception.
Breathing a sigh of relief Amber glanced at John.
"You know we have such bad luck with lifts. I wonder what is so much
worse that will happen?"
"I dunno, perhaps the god of lifts is merely smiling down on us
today..."
They reached the door.
"Ok, brace yourself..."
"What? You left it in a mess again? Or has Jack lost a sweatband down
the back of the sofa again?"
"Not quite"
Nothing could of prepared amber to what she saw ehwn John turned on
the lights. It was clean, and whatsmore, it was frilly. Jack appeared
to be asleep in the bed.
"Hey Jack, dont mind me, im just gonna grab some stuff from the
bathroom"
Amber looked at all the frills around and the damaged picture of the
Queen.
"Seymour hasn't been living here has he?" She asked, climbing onto
John's bed.
Keats walked into the bathroom and grabbed some Ultra-morph and a few
bandages along with a pair of tweezers.
"Yeah.. he kinda dropped in.... hey! it wasnt my choice! I decided to
sleep down with Severn.. now, just lay down and take these"
He gave Amber the Ultra-morph who looked hesitant.
"Don't worry, there painkillers"
She took them quickly and closed her eyes. John began to pick small
chunks of glass from her knuckles.
She gritted her teeth as Keats clumslily removed the glass from her
hand.
"You know." she said carefully "You could be a little bit more
gentle."
"Hey.. dont worry, as soon as the painkillers kick in you wont feel a
thing..."
He picked out a few more of the more noticeable chunks and washed the
wound with a little water. Jack stirred in his sleep.
"Hey.. sorry bout the light big-guy.. anyway... what did Holly do to
piss you off so much?"
"He....." Amber paused mid sentance "I can't remember. I think it had
something to do with an AR game I was playing." As the painkillers
started to take effect, Amber relaxed a little.
"Ok.. no worries"
There was a rusling from above and Jack jumped out of bed.
"Hey, sorry for waking you matey"
He reached out behind to pat Jack on the arm and found something
quite different to the arm he was expecting. He turned slowly and
quickly removed his hand from the minimally dressed women standing
there.
"Who. Who the hell are you?"
"I dont think that questions relevant, i think i should ask you who
you are and why your in Jacks apartment"
"Im.. Im John, his room-mate!"
"Ahh, the Gay one"
Amber, even in her pain killer fueled state managed to get angry with
this new woman.
"Who the hell do you think you are?!" She yelled, her eyes beginning
to turn
"You can't just go around accusing my husband of things like that!"
She hopped out of bed and faced up to the woman. The women stood 2
inches taller than Amber, but sheer rage made the latter tower over
the intruder.
"No.. that doesnt suprise me that your married... you seem perfect
together"
Keats didnt see the hand that flew from Amber and caught the women on
her cheek firmly, staggering her. She lauhed slightly.
"Hey.. Amber.. perhaps we should.. you know.. give her some space?"
"This strange woman invades your quarters and insults you and you
want to 'give her space'?" Amber queried, quite astonished at Keats.
"I know you are cowardly but thats just a joke."
John thought about this for a second.
"Look.. know you know who I am, would you mind telling us who you
are?"
"Very well. I am Kanako. Kanako Febuggure"
"The hell you are!" said Amber, still powerd by rage.
"Well, yes i am, im... very close to Jack"
"The hell you're a FeBuggure! You lok nothing like me!" She glared at
the person claiming to be a relative of hers and was tempted to hit
her again.
"Now why would i look anything like you Ms?"
"Amber Febuggure.. well.. Keats..."
"Ahh, Phils daughter?"
"How did you know that?"
"And does he know that your married to... him?"
She pointed towards John, who gulped.