family reunion

Who:- Jay, Phil, Dean
Where:- New York
When:- After Phil got turned away from the bar
<OOC:- thats right people after Phil got TURNED AWAY hence..did not go
drinking like everyone else seems to think!>
"YES!" shouted Phil, his squeaky 8 year old voice making him sound more like
a frustrated school girl. "We HAVE got to get me fixed!"
Dean sniggered, when he'd had his dog 'fixed' he'd hacked its nuts off.
"But how do you propose we do it?!" Phil asked "I've tried everything!"
"Not everything!" said Jay "Come on, I know someone who can help!"
*** Later, in Bournemouth, England ***
"JAY!" came a voice, excited to see the pilot, Jay turned around and had two
arms flung around his neck and hugged tightly. "Hi Anna" he said, as he
greeted his younger sister.
"This is Dean, and Phil" he said, introducing his colleagues "Is Dad home?!"
"Sure, come on!" she beckoned for the trio to follow, and they did so, into
his parent house. Phil and Dean gazed around the Chrysler family home, the
walls were adorned with photos of Jay, his brother and his sisters, one
particular photo of his late sister Vanessa stood out, the last one taken
before her death. She was aboard Blue Dwarf, at Jay's wedding, it would have
been the perfect photo, capturing Vanessa's stunning features, in a
beautiful setting, at the happiest of occasions, truly capturing the memory
of her as she was, had it not been ruined by Dean and Phil in the
background, mooning.
Jay led his crewmates into the workshop his father had in the back garden.
"Hi Dad!" Jay said greeting the old man.
"Jay!" said his father, Robert smiling "You're back on Earth! How long are
you here for?!"
"Just until repairs are complete on the 'Dwarf I'm afraid" he said "Then
it's back into deep space"
"I've been reading about your adventures in the papers" said his father
"Your all quite the heroes I gather, wheres Alota?!"
"She's visiting her parent's, she'll stop by at some point"
"I hope so, shes a lovely girl"
"Hate to be rude Dad, but I need a favour......"
Jay explained the situation with Phil to his father, interuppted
occasionally by his mother barging in with drinks, wiping a smudge off Jay's
cheek and showing Dean baby photos of Jay.
"I may be able to help..." said Robert, come this way. He lead Jay and the
others to a corner of his workshop, Jay's father had been a scientist in the
space corp before he retired, and was frankly, a genius. Jay knew that if
anyone could help, he'd be able to.
"This" said Robert to Phil, "Is a machine I designed during my space corp
days, it's designed to age metal to test its capacity after meatl fatigue
sets in"
Phil nodded, he was no stranger to science, he used to be chief scientist
aboard the Dwarf after all, he'd heard of such a machine being theorised,
but only for weapons purposes. In fact Jay's counterpart from a parrellel
universe had even constructed such a thing, but was prevented from using it
on the Earth by the crew over a year ago.
"Jay" whispered Dean, "I need a drink man!"
"Don't worry dude, this won't take long, and I have this!" he showed Dean
the Quicky given to him by Dean.
He looked up.
"How long will this take Dad?!" Jay said, taking a swig from his quicky and
offering it to Dean.
"I THINK I can adjust it to work on organic tissue" said his father.
"How long witl this take Dad?!" Jay said, taking a swig from his quicky and
offering it to Dean.
"Patience Jay!" said his father, "If you can help me with the adjustments Mr
FeBuggure, I'm sure I can make it work"
"How long will this take Dad?!" Jay said, taking a swig from his quicky and
offering it to Dean.
"No problem" said Phil "But...is it safe?!"
"How long will this take Dad?!" Jay said taking a quig from his Swicky and
offering it to Dean.
"I make no guarantees" said Jay's father "But It's the best shot you've got"
"How long will thish take Dad?!" Jay slurred, taking a swick from his quiggy
and offering it to Dean.
Phil nodded, in deliberation.
"How longsh will this take Da...Dad!" Jay slurred, taking a wig from his
Swquicky and offering it to a plant pot.
"I'll do it" said Phil
"Huh....lon...wuhll..." Jay slurred, taking a swish from quilchy and falling
off his chair.
"Lets get started then!" said Jay's father, smiling.
"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurgh" Jay slurred, dropping his quicky and
falling asleep.
"How long will this take Jay's dad?" Phil asked, putting the lid on Jay's
quicky and laughing at Dean.
"About 4 hours to adjust and an hour for each year we need to age you."
"24 hours then.." Phil said, looking down at Dean and Jay who were both
unconcious, dribbling.
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