Last Minute BigBang
My "not quite as last minute as I thought it was" BigBang entry
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Title: No More
Series: Stargate Universe
Characters: Mostly Rush and Eli with others popping up.
Word Count: 5113
WARNING:
The following story contains;
Nonsense, Character OOCness, No Plot, and Insanity.
Side effects from reading this story may include;
Difficulty breathing, Irregular breathing, Lightheaded-ness,
Stomach pains, Blurred or Distorted vision, General Confusion and Temporary insanity.
Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate Universe if I did, certain characters would be dead now and others wouldn't.
Oh and the majority of the crew is unimportant for this fic. :D
“Where is everyone?” Eli muttered to himself as he wandered the empty corridors of the Destiny. He hadn't seen anyone since he woke up, and the fact he'd been allowed to sleep so late was strange too. “Helloooooooooo....anybody?” he called out, still trying to track down the crew. 70+ people couldn't just vanish into thin air.
A giggle echoed through the corridor, causing Eli to turn sharply on his heels.
“Who's there?” he shouted, but received no response. “Guess I'll go check it out.” Eli murmured as he began heading toward the sound. However when he reached where the sound had come from he didn't find anyone.
“Hi,” chirped a little girl who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
“WOAH! What the he...llo.” Eli replied sheepishly, staring at the little girl from where he'd fallen in surprise. “W-who are you?” he asked in an unsteady voice, wondering if he was having a hallucination.
“My name's Vanessa I'm 5 years old,” the girl replied with a smile showing off a missing tooth. “What's your name?” Vanessa asked happily.
“Eh...um. Eli, Eli Wallace,” he answered, feeling less and less sure of his own sanity. “How, did you get here?” Eli asked as he stood back up. Vanessa only shrugged in response. “Wait...what's your last name?” he questioned as realization seemed to dawn on him.
“James,” Vanessa replied simply.
“Oh my god,” Eli mumbled, realizing what must have happened. The question was, why did it happen. “Is...there anyone else around?” he asked lowly.
“Uh-huh, we're playing hide n seek,” answered Vanessa with a huge grin. “I'm s'pose to be hiding,” she added lowly.
“Huh, okay um...who's seeking?” asked Eli as his mind reeled with questions one of which being who else was affected by, whatever this was.
“Ronald,” Vanessa chirped happily. “He's kinda grouchy but he's fun...not like Nicky who...oops. I mean Nicholas, he's just a grouch.” She added with a pout.
“Nicholas...?”Eli whispered in response. “Oh god, please don't tell me Rush is a kid now too,” he thought in dismay as he brought his hands to his face.
“Ready 'r not, here I come!” Shouted a little boy that Eli could only assume was Greer.
“Oh no, I ran out of time,” Vanessa shrieked in a panic before scurrying off to find a place to hide.
“Wait!” Eli shouted but it was too late, Vanessa had disappeared. “Guess I should...let them finish their game and find someone that isn't under 4 feet tall.” he mumbled watching Ronald run past him, not even giving him a second look.
“I was wondering where all the grown-ups were.”
“GAH!, Don't do that!” Eli shrieked as he spun around to see who had snuck up on him now. “Who...are you?” he asked, noting that who ever it was looked a few years older than Vanessa and Ronald.
“Everett,” the boy replied simply. “I'm 10,” he added after a moment.
“Oh...well, that's great!” Eli joked as he through his hands into the air in exasperation. He'd hoped someone in charge was still and adult but it was starting to look like he was the only adult left. “Okay, stay calm. I'm sure there's someone else on this ship that's still their proper age.” he thought trying to stay optimistic. “Wait...aren't you playing hide and seek with them?” he questioned suddenly.
“Pft are you kidding? I'm not gonna play with those babies,” Everett retorted with a sour look.
“...Brat.”
“Fatass.”
“Hey! Watch the language,” Eli barked in response before falling silent as he realized that, until he found someone else that was still an adult, he had to babysit everyone who had reverted. “Where's Ru...Nicholas?” he questioned staring down at Everett.
“Ha, you mean the nerd?! He's by the big ring reading his precious book!” Everett answered with a laugh.
“Would you stop that, please?” insisted Eli, all ready losing his patience with the former colonel.
“Why should I lard-bucket?” Young sneered in response as he crossed his arms over his chest.
Eli thought about it for a moment before answering. “You know what? I'm in charge here and I'm telling you to stop, so stop.” he retorted using an authoritative tone.
“And what if I don't?” asked Everett with a smirk. “You can't do anything to me.” he added with the most annoyingly smug smirk in the history of ever, at least according to Eli.
“Oooh ho ho, don't test me kid.” Eli replied with a laugh, he really wanted to smack the kid now. If he knew he wouldn't remember once he was a adult again he would have all ready. “You're coming with me.” he stated, grabbing the little Young's arm and pulling him toward the gate room not giving him a choice.
“Lemme gooooooo,” whined Everett as he tried to pull his arm free but unfortunately Eli actually had some experience dealing with kids. “Where are you taking meeeeeeeeeeee?” he whined again attempting to dig his heels into the floor. “I don't want to be your luuuuuuuuuuuuuuunch,” he whined once more doing everything in his power to drive Eli insane.
“Shut. Up,” muttered Eli as he opened the door to the gate room, scanning it quickly for any signs of any other children. A boy that looked about Everett's age maybe younger was sitting on the stairs in the gate room, reading a tattered looking book. Eli also noticed two little girls sitting on the floor playing with dolls. He chose not question where the dolls had come from.
“Hi,” stated the blond little girl, who had noticed Eli and Everett first.
“Hello,” the black haired little girl said, she appeared to be Asian and a little older than the blond girl. The boy sitting on the stairs looked up for a moment but quickly returned his attention to his book.
“Uh, hi there,” Eli replied with a smile, he figured the boy was Rush considering what Young had said before. The question was, who were the two girls. The two girls stared at him for a moment before they both got up and ran over.
“My name's Tamara,” stated the blond girl with a smile.
“I'm Camille,” added the older girl in a slightly more serious tone. “That's Nicholas, he doesn't talk much,” she continued, pointing to the boy on the stairs confirming Eli's suspicions.
“Oh, uh, I'm Eli. How old are you three?” he asked, figuring it would be good to know everyone's current age.
“Five,” Tamara replied happily.
“Six and a half,” added Camille.
“...Eleven,” muttered Nicholas, his response almost escaping Eli's notice.
“Okay that's, uh...cool. Why aren't you guys playing with the other?” questioned Eli, having forgotten all about Everett who'd take off.
“Don't like it,” answered Tamara with a slight shrug of her shoulders.
“Okay, that makes sense.” Eli replied under his breath. “Why did I not realize that?” he muttered to himself. “All right, you guys really shouldn't be in here, come on,” explained Eli, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Kay,” replied Tamara and Camille while Nicholas just closed his book and climbed down the stairs.
“All right, this way,”stated Eli as he turned to lead the group to the mess hall. “Wait...where's Everett?” he demanded as he brought his fingers to his temple.
“He left while you were talking to us,” Nicholas answered casually.
“Oh for the love of...okay, I'm going to take you guys to the mess hall, you're gonna stay there while I go find Everett,” Eli explained in exasperation. “And, and being called a mess hall does not mean you can make a mess,” he added for good measure.
“Okay,” Camille and Tamara chirped in response while Nicholas just shrugged his shoulders.
“Okay, this way,” stated Eli as he headed down a corridor, glancing back to make sure the three children were following. “God this is so mess up,” he thought shaking his head as his day just got weirder and weirder.
“Mr. Eli? Where are we?” Tamara asked softly. “I looked out a window and everything was blue and flowy,” she explained in the same soft tone.
“Well...I....will tell you once everyone's together,” Eli answered, as his mind reeled trying to think of what he'd tell them since they obviously didn't remember their adult lives.
“Mmmm, okay,” Tamara replied after a moment.
“Good,” Eli stated with a smile as they reached the ever open doors to the mess hall. “All right, here we are. You guys stay here, all right?” he said the smile still in place.
“All right,” Camille replied for the group with a smile.
“Okay, Nicholas I guess you're in charge while I'm gone,” explained Eli before he left to find the now 10 year old Colonel.
Nicholas glanced to the two girls now under his charge. “Play quietly,” he stated simply before crossing the room to finish his book in relative solitude.
Tamara and Camille just looked at each other before the went over to a near by table to continue playing.
After nearly half an hour Eli was able to track down Everett who had escaped to the hydroponics lab of all places. “Why did you run off like that?” demanded Eli as he grabbed hold of Everett's arm.
“Cause you smell like shit,” he retorted scrunching up his nose in mock disgust.
“Hey, I showered yesterday, I smell fine!” Eli insisted his face turning red in embarrassment and anger. “You're coming with me,” he explained as he began dragging Everett.
“I need an adult, I need an adult!!” Everett shouted flailing his free arm and just making a scene.
“...I am an adult,” replied Eli all ready fed up with the kid. At least it seemed to shut him up for now.
“You're goin' to jail ya know,” stated Everett after a very brief five minutes.
“HA, for what? Stating the obvious?” Eli countered with a sharp laugh.
“For kidnapping,” Everett replied smugly.
“Heh. No, aside from the fact I never kidnapped you, we're on the other side of the universe billions of light years from...you know what never mind. I'm not going to jail, I'm in charge and if you don't like it tough, cause it doesn't change a thing,” Eli explained still guiding Everett to the mess hall.
“Who'd put an idiot like you in charge?” sneered Everett, clearly upset at being bossed around.
“Doesn't matter I'm in charge, deal with it,” replied Eli rolling his eyes as the finally reached the mess hall. “Huh...guess their game ended,” Eli commented when he noticed there were more than double the amount of kids than before.
“Hi Mr. Eli,” Tamara stated happily as she ran over to him.
“Hey, Tamara, having fun?” Eli replied with a smile, Tamara's happiness was infectious.
“Yep,” she answered with a wide grin.
“That's great.”
Several hours later Eli sat at one of the mess hall tables watching all the kids drawing. He'd found out who everyone was and now he just had to find out why they'd turned into kids...and why he wasn't. Strangely enough Chloe seemed to be perfectly normal, there was no sign of an alien entity taking over, physically or mentally, that he could tell at least. “Let's see...there's Chloe, TJ, Matt, Greer, Vanessa, Park, Camille, Volker, Telford, Brody, Young and Rush...I'm the only one still an adult which means...we're doomed,” Eli mused before letting his head fall to the table in dismay.
“Mr. Eli, I made you a picture,” Tamara stated shyly as she held up a picture for Eli to see.
“Wow, really? That's so sweet. Thank you,” replied Eli as he took the picture admiring what seemed to be him and Tamara holding hands and just having fun.
“You're welcome!” she chirped happily before skittering off to draw with the other girls.
“TJ's just an angel,” Eli thought with a smile, TJ was a kind, caring woman and as a child she was just the sweetest thing ever and Eli totally wasn't gushing over her. And Chloe, she was just a sweet as TJ but much shyer. In fact Eli couldn't remember her saying anything to him yet.
“Give it back!”
“Make me, shorty.”
“Ugh...why can't they get along?” Eli muttered burying his face in his hands. He didn't even have to look to see who was fighting, it was clearly Rush and Young. With a sigh Eli headed over to the quarreling boys. “All right, what's the problem?” demanded Eli narrowing his eyes down at both of them.
“...He took my book,” Nicholas mumbled glaring at Everett.
“What? You mean this book is yours?” drawled Everett in mock surprise. “Weird, I don't see your name on it,” he added with a sneer.
“Everett!” Eli barked in warning.
“Must be hidden,” Everett stated completely ignoring Eli as he began to tug on the pages. “Maybe it's under-”
“Enough!” shouted Eli smacking Everett on the back of the head before he could damage Nicholas' book.
“You...hit me,” Everett whispered in shock. “You can't hit me!” he shouted dropping the book as he turned on Eli. “A fat tub of lard like you has no right to hit me! I mean who the hell do you think your are?!” shrieked Everett, stomping his feet and just throwing a tantrum.
“I said, enough,” Eli stated in an eerily calm tone as he smacked Everett upside the head again. “Stop acting like a spoiled little brat and apologize to Nicholas,” he commanded with a stern look he didn't even think he was capable of.
“I'm....sorrrry,” apologized Everett rolling his eyes as he walked away.
“...Ugh...how did he ever grow up to be a Colonel?” Eli asked himself, holding his hand against his head. “Huh...is this even how they all were as children?” he mused as he sat down. “Or are they acting this way because of how they are as adults?” wondered Eli, staring off into space as he thought. “No that doesn't make sense, Rush and Young would both be acting differently...so would Matt for that matter.”
The sound of the FTL drives powering down pulled Eli from his thoughts. “What the...?” he muttered wondering why they'd powered down when they weren't using the autopilot, at least not the last time he checked.
“What's that sound?” asked Nicholas looking up at Eli.
“What sou...nd...Oh my god, the gate's dialing,” he whispered in response before rushing off to check, not realizing Nicholas had followed. Almost without thinking Eli went to one of the consoles to see why the gate was dialing. “Oh no...it's an incoming wormhole,” murmured Eli as he looked up at the gate just as it engaged, knowing if it was an enemy they were doomed.
“What's happening?” Nicholas asked, staring at the Stargate in awe and fear.
“Holy crap! Why'd you follow me!?” Eli demanded. Nicholas just looked at him with a “don't treat me like a baby” look.
Nicholas jumped back as the gate finished dialing and kawooshed. “W-woah.” he whispered staring at the settling event horizon. He and Eli both stared at the gate waiting for who or whatever dialed to step through.
After several minutes they stepped through. It was the aliens that had kidnapped Chloe and Rush.
“Oh, Fu-”
“What...uh, what happened in here?” asked Lt. Scott, looking over the occupants of the bridge, half of them had been turned purple giving him a sense of deja' vu.
“Rush,” Brody answered simply looking incredibly irritated as it was not the first time he'd been turned purple.
“...What?” Scott asked confused. He couldn't have heard what he'd just heard.
“Rush, disappeared a few hours ago, when he came back he was...giggling,” Eli replied with an equally confused look. “Then he threw these water balloons full of purple dye at us...laughed hysterically for about five minutes and then...took off,” he continued shaking his head as though he couldn't even believe what he was saying.
“Why?” asked Matt.
“He's completely lost it?” suggested Volker who had managed to on get hit in the chest, the dye had soaked through but he could hide the purple stain it would leave.
“That's....great, any idea what might have caused him to....lose it?” Scott asked, still trying to wrap his mind around the thought of a giggling Rush.
“No,” the group replied, each shaking their heads.
“This is Col. Young, whoever is responsible for rigging up traps all over the place, report to the mess hall now!” sounded Young's voice over the intercom system.
“Col. Young, this is Lt. Scott, I think I have an idea of who's behind the traps,” Matt replied stated into his radio.
“Who?” demanded Young, clearly in a bad mood. Matt could only guess that Young had fallen victim to one of the traps.
“Uh....I'll tell you when I get to the mess hall,” answered Scott deciding that was probably the best course of action at the moment.
“All right, fine, Young out,” Young stated irritatedly.
“Good luck,” stated Eli has Matt moved to leave.
“Thanks, Eli.”
In the mess hall, Col. Young was pacing angrily covered in a strange powder. It looked like something akin to silica dust. Unfortunately it wouldn't come off easily and sparkled quite noticeably. Those who had been in the mess hall when he'd arrived quickly left with the except of Becker.
“Col. Young, I...what happened to you?” said Lt. Scott, biting his bottom lip to keep from laughing.
“Lieutenant...you said you had an idea of who might have set up these traps,” Young stated in a dangerously low tone.
“Erhum, yes, sir,” replied Matt clearing his throat. “I think it might have been Rush, according to Eli, Brody and Volker he...has been acting strange recently,” he explained, the corners of his lips twitching.
“Strange how?” asked Young.
“Um, giggling and pelting them with water balloons full of purple dye?” suggested Scott, awkwardly.
“...There is nothing right about what you just said,” Young stated in a deadpan.
“Yeah, they don't know where he went after he finished pelting them.” continued Scott. “What should we do, sir?” he asked after a moment.
“I'm not sure...but before I do anything I'm going to talk to TJ, see if she has any idea what might have caused Rush to start acting like...this,” explained Young, shaking his head. “Get a team together, find and disarm any traps he's left,” he ordered as an afterthought.
“Yes, sir.”
“He, pelted his team with purple dye filled water balloons, that he's inexplicably obtained, and set traps through sections of the ship?” TJ asked disbelievingly, receiving a nod in response. “Honestly sir, there's a number of things that could cause such...odd behavior.” Explained Tamara as she crossed her arms over her chest.
“Like?”
“Like; an infection in his brain, a complete mental collapse, a tumor on his pituitary gland or hypothalamus, anything capable of over stimulating his pituitary gland or hypothalamus, the list goes on,” explained TJ.
“What can you do about it? Depending on the cause?” inquired Young.
“Well, if it's an infection in his brain or a tumor, there's nothing I can do. If he's had a complete mental collapse then he'll need a professional psychiatrist,” TJ explained soberly. “If there's something causing over stimulation then it would depend on the cause.” she added lowly.
“All right, so it's not good? What do we do in the mean time?” asked Col. Young. “Should we catch him and keep him under watch or just let him run around like a hyperactive 5 year old until he wears himself out?” Young questioned wryly.
“It'd be best to subdue him and keep him under close watch, before he hurts himself,” stated Tamara.
“Got it, anything else?” asked Young, all ready heading for the door.
“Yeah, he could be contagious.”
“Wonderful.”
“Col. Young, come in?” came Lt. James' voice through the radio.
“What is it Lt?” asked Young as he left the infirmary.
“Lt. Scott and Sag. Greer are acting...strange,” replied James in a confused tone.
“How so?”
“They, keep trying to tickle people sir,” she explained, sounding as though she might burst out laughing at any moment.
Colonel Young didn't reply for several minutes after that, the thought of two of his best men trying to tickle people had essentially paralyzed his brain.
“Sir?” asked Lt. James.
Before Young could answer, Rush came running down the corridor faster than anyone would have thought the Scottish scientist capable of moving.
“Rush what the he-” Young began to say but before he could get his question out, Rush zipped by grabbing Young by the shoulder and throwing him behind him as he passed. Causing Young to crash into someone else.
“Tag, you're it Everett,” Camille stated happily before taking off in the opposite direction.
“What?” asked Young, wearing an expression of absolute confusion. After recovering from the incident Young brought his radio up and spoke into it.” TJ, come in.”
“What is it Colonel?” answered TJ.
“We, have three more people acting strangely,” Young replied.
“Three? I overheard about Scott and Greer but-”
“Camille is the third,” Young answered before TJ could even finish her sentence.
“Okay...that means it's either environmental or a contagion,” explained TJ. “If it's environmental then it's only a matter of time before we all starting acting, strange. And if it's a contagion then Camille, Rush, Scott and Greer must have been exposed at about the same time.” she added calmly. “We should let everyone know what's going,” TJ suggested, seriously.
“It's not like there's much choice that this point.”
Despite attempts to contain whatever was causing the strange behavior, nearly the entire ship was acting 'silly and very happy'. In fact many of those who had yet to be affected couldn't help feeling happy watching those who had been affected. Telford, TJ, Eli, Dunning and Becker were among the few who remained sane, they had chosen to hold up in the bridge after herding the affected into a relatively safe area.
“Lieutenant, have you made any headway?” asked Col. Telford, who had taken command after Young had succumb to the strange infection.
“No sir, their bodies are being flooded with endorphins but I can't find the cause,” TJ answered dismally. “And from what I can tell it won't be long before we all succumb, Dunning and I all ready have elevated endorphin levels.” continued TJ, glancing at Dunning when she mentioned him.
The small group sat in silence, Eli monitoring the affected using a Kino. Suddenly TJ's radio came to life.
“TeeeeeeeeeeeeJaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!” Came the very whiny yet still happy voice of Colonel Young. “Rush and Camille made a fort and they won't let me innnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn,” Young whined before breaking out into a giggle fit. “Come help me concur their fort and we can make it ours,” he suggested with a laugh.
TJ stared at her radio disbelievingly. “Eli...?” she asked in confusion.
“Rush and Camille made a big fort in the mess hall and won't let any military in,” Eli explained in a sober tone.
“I'm, sorry sir I can't help. What about Greer and Scott?” TJ suggested.
“Playing cowboys and Indians,” he answered simply.
“Good thing we took away all the weapons,” Eli stated with a wry chuckle.
“Let me talk to him,” stated Telford, holding out his hand.
“Knock yourself out,” TJ replied, tossing him the radio.
“Everett this is David, don't concern yourself with Rush and Camille's fort, make your own and make it better,” Telford suggested with a smirk.
“That's...a great idea David, thank you,” stated Young before the radio went silent again.
“Why'd you tell him that?” Eli asked.
“Hopefully, to keep him out of trouble,” explained Telford.
“Oh.”
“How long before we're like them?” Dunning asked lowly.
“For you and me it probably won't be long, I'd give Col. Telford, Becker and Eli an hour or three till they're affected too,” answered TJ. “It doesn't look like whatever is causing this is going to wear off, my guess is it'll continue to stimulate our hypothalami and pituitary glands until they just...burn out. Or, it's flooding our bodies with endorphins in order to hide the damage it's doing.” TJ explained soberly.
“What if we just stay like that?” Becker inquired nervously.
“Then, we likely won't get anything done, our water and food will eventually run out from not being replenished and...we'll die of dehydration or starvation.” Tamara answered dismally.
“So we're screwed?” Dunning asked bitterly.
“Pretty much.”
“At least we'll die happy,” Eli stated darkly.
“Yeah...we'll die happy,” TJ repeated sadly.
“TJ!, TJ can you hear me?” asked Camille through the Kino.
“Eli, are you there? Can you get TJ? Pretty please?” Vanessa asked. Eli looked at TJ before pressing the two-way com on the remote.
“I can hear you, what is it?” answered Tamara in a soft tone.
“Well, Vanessa, Lisa, Chloe and I got together with the other women, we've got a small collection of make up,” Camille explained with a grin.
“We're having a slumber party!” Vanessa added excitedly. “All girls, and we want you there,”
“Really?! Oh my god, I uh...” TJ replied happily. “I'll be right there!” she stated just as excitedly as Vanessa had. With that, TJ left the bridge ignoring the stares from the guys.
“Kay....that was. Unexpected,” stated Eli, glancing at the other occupants of the bridge.
“I'm not even sure we can blame that on what's affecting everyone else,” Telford replied with a slight chuckle.
“I think you're right, sir,” stated Becker.
Within the confines of the mess hall, Rush was still guarding the “Civilian Fort” with Volker and the still purple faced Brody. At the same time Young, with the aid of Scott and Greer who'd gotten bored of playing “Cowboys and Indians”, were building the “Great Military Fort” unfortunately it kept falling apart.
Once TJ arrived the other women exploded into squeals and shrieks of happiness and they began talking animatedly about the slumber party they were going to have.
“What all are we going to do? We don't have a good movie selection so that's out,” Dr. Park stated casually.
“Well, we can do make-overs to a point, and we can play cards,” answered Camille.
“And we can give one of the guys a make-over, or force the guys to preform for our own amusement,” Vanessa suggested with a devious smirk.
“Oooo, Vanessa. I didn't know you were like that,” TJ teased with a devious smirk of her own.
“I have my moments,” she answered simply.
“All right then Vanessa, who should we get to, 'entertain' us?” asked Chloe.
“Oh....I don't know, Scott and Greer would be a given...maybe Dr. Rush?” Vanessa replied, wiggling her eyebrows a bit.
“Oooh, ho ho, Vanessa, are you attracted to Dr. Rush?” inquired Camille.
“Shuuuuuuuu, maybe,” whispered Vanessa. “Come on, lets go to my quarters,” she added before heading out of the mess hall, the rest of the women following closely.
“Vanessa and Rush, sitting in a tree,” Chloe began singing under her breath.
“K. I. S. S. I. N. G,” chimed TJ grinning.
“First comes love,” teased Camille.
“Then comes marriage,” Lisa added all too happily.
“Then comes a baby in a baby carriage,” The four women finished in unison before breaking out in giggles at their friends red face.
“Nooooooooooo stop it, that's never gonna happen,” whined Vanessa in embarrassment.
“You never know, it might,” TJ stated happily.
Meanwhile in the bridge; Eli, Telford, Dunning and Becker were staring at the small screen of the Kino remote in disbelief.
“Lt. James...,” Dunning began lowly.
“Is attracted to Rush,” finished Becker.
“That's...not something I needed to know. Ever!” remarked Telford, a semi disgusted look on is face.
“What. The. Fu-”
“Ugh, my head,” grumbled Eli as he rolled onto his side and grasping his head. “What happened?” he asked no one.
“Ya got shite faced,” someone else in the room stated and judging by the accent it was Rush.
“What?” Eli asked as he sat up only to realize he was on the floor of the observation deck along with a handful of other people. “What the hell happened?” he questioned, kinda of fearing the answer.
“A small number of people got together and organized a New Years party,” Rush explained calmly. “Nearly everyone who attended drank their fair share of Mr. Brody's moonshine and eventually passed out.” he added calmly.
“Why'd you leave me on the floor?” mumbled Eli, holding his pounding head in his hands.
“Those we tried to move throw up while unconscious, Lt. Johansen said we should let everyone sleep it off,” explained Rush as he dipped what looked like a tea bag up and down in a cup of hot water.
“Huh...You know what...I'm never drinking again,” Eli stated grumpily.
“Headache that bad?” Rush asked simply.
“No, I had fucked up dreams,” answered Eli as he stumbled to his feet. “I dreamnt that everyone turned into kids, 'scept me...and then I had a dream where everyone started acting hyper...and Vanessa was attracted to you.” explained Eli as he stumbled out of the observation deck.
“...What?” Rush exclaimed, turning to Eli who just wobbled off in silence.
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FIC:
Title: No More
Series: Stargate Universe
Characters: Mostly Rush and Eli with others popping up.
Word Count: 5113
WARNING:
The following story contains;
Nonsense, Character OOCness, No Plot, and Insanity.
Side effects from reading this story may include;
Difficulty breathing, Irregular breathing, Lightheaded-ness,
Stomach pains, Blurred or Distorted vision, General Confusion and Temporary insanity.
Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate Universe if I did, certain characters would be dead now and others wouldn't.
Oh and the majority of the crew is unimportant for this fic. :D
“Where is everyone?” Eli muttered to himself as he wandered the empty corridors of the Destiny. He hadn't seen anyone since he woke up, and the fact he'd been allowed to sleep so late was strange too. “Helloooooooooo....anybody?” he called out, still trying to track down the crew. 70+ people couldn't just vanish into thin air.
A giggle echoed through the corridor, causing Eli to turn sharply on his heels.
“Who's there?” he shouted, but received no response. “Guess I'll go check it out.” Eli murmured as he began heading toward the sound. However when he reached where the sound had come from he didn't find anyone.
“Hi,” chirped a little girl who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
“WOAH! What the he...llo.” Eli replied sheepishly, staring at the little girl from where he'd fallen in surprise. “W-who are you?” he asked in an unsteady voice, wondering if he was having a hallucination.
“My name's Vanessa I'm 5 years old,” the girl replied with a smile showing off a missing tooth. “What's your name?” Vanessa asked happily.
“Eh...um. Eli, Eli Wallace,” he answered, feeling less and less sure of his own sanity. “How, did you get here?” Eli asked as he stood back up. Vanessa only shrugged in response. “Wait...what's your last name?” he questioned as realization seemed to dawn on him.
“James,” Vanessa replied simply.
“Oh my god,” Eli mumbled, realizing what must have happened. The question was, why did it happen. “Is...there anyone else around?” he asked lowly.
“Uh-huh, we're playing hide n seek,” answered Vanessa with a huge grin. “I'm s'pose to be hiding,” she added lowly.
“Huh, okay um...who's seeking?” asked Eli as his mind reeled with questions one of which being who else was affected by, whatever this was.
“Ronald,” Vanessa chirped happily. “He's kinda grouchy but he's fun...not like Nicky who...oops. I mean Nicholas, he's just a grouch.” She added with a pout.
“Nicholas...?”Eli whispered in response. “Oh god, please don't tell me Rush is a kid now too,” he thought in dismay as he brought his hands to his face.
“Ready 'r not, here I come!” Shouted a little boy that Eli could only assume was Greer.
“Oh no, I ran out of time,” Vanessa shrieked in a panic before scurrying off to find a place to hide.
“Wait!” Eli shouted but it was too late, Vanessa had disappeared. “Guess I should...let them finish their game and find someone that isn't under 4 feet tall.” he mumbled watching Ronald run past him, not even giving him a second look.
“I was wondering where all the grown-ups were.”
“GAH!, Don't do that!” Eli shrieked as he spun around to see who had snuck up on him now. “Who...are you?” he asked, noting that who ever it was looked a few years older than Vanessa and Ronald.
“Everett,” the boy replied simply. “I'm 10,” he added after a moment.
“Oh...well, that's great!” Eli joked as he through his hands into the air in exasperation. He'd hoped someone in charge was still and adult but it was starting to look like he was the only adult left. “Okay, stay calm. I'm sure there's someone else on this ship that's still their proper age.” he thought trying to stay optimistic. “Wait...aren't you playing hide and seek with them?” he questioned suddenly.
“Pft are you kidding? I'm not gonna play with those babies,” Everett retorted with a sour look.
“...Brat.”
“Fatass.”
“Hey! Watch the language,” Eli barked in response before falling silent as he realized that, until he found someone else that was still an adult, he had to babysit everyone who had reverted. “Where's Ru...Nicholas?” he questioned staring down at Everett.
“Ha, you mean the nerd?! He's by the big ring reading his precious book!” Everett answered with a laugh.
“Would you stop that, please?” insisted Eli, all ready losing his patience with the former colonel.
“Why should I lard-bucket?” Young sneered in response as he crossed his arms over his chest.
Eli thought about it for a moment before answering. “You know what? I'm in charge here and I'm telling you to stop, so stop.” he retorted using an authoritative tone.
“And what if I don't?” asked Everett with a smirk. “You can't do anything to me.” he added with the most annoyingly smug smirk in the history of ever, at least according to Eli.
“Oooh ho ho, don't test me kid.” Eli replied with a laugh, he really wanted to smack the kid now. If he knew he wouldn't remember once he was a adult again he would have all ready. “You're coming with me.” he stated, grabbing the little Young's arm and pulling him toward the gate room not giving him a choice.
“Lemme gooooooo,” whined Everett as he tried to pull his arm free but unfortunately Eli actually had some experience dealing with kids. “Where are you taking meeeeeeeeeeee?” he whined again attempting to dig his heels into the floor. “I don't want to be your luuuuuuuuuuuuuuunch,” he whined once more doing everything in his power to drive Eli insane.
“Shut. Up,” muttered Eli as he opened the door to the gate room, scanning it quickly for any signs of any other children. A boy that looked about Everett's age maybe younger was sitting on the stairs in the gate room, reading a tattered looking book. Eli also noticed two little girls sitting on the floor playing with dolls. He chose not question where the dolls had come from.
“Hi,” stated the blond little girl, who had noticed Eli and Everett first.
“Hello,” the black haired little girl said, she appeared to be Asian and a little older than the blond girl. The boy sitting on the stairs looked up for a moment but quickly returned his attention to his book.
“Uh, hi there,” Eli replied with a smile, he figured the boy was Rush considering what Young had said before. The question was, who were the two girls. The two girls stared at him for a moment before they both got up and ran over.
“My name's Tamara,” stated the blond girl with a smile.
“I'm Camille,” added the older girl in a slightly more serious tone. “That's Nicholas, he doesn't talk much,” she continued, pointing to the boy on the stairs confirming Eli's suspicions.
“Oh, uh, I'm Eli. How old are you three?” he asked, figuring it would be good to know everyone's current age.
“Five,” Tamara replied happily.
“Six and a half,” added Camille.
“...Eleven,” muttered Nicholas, his response almost escaping Eli's notice.
“Okay that's, uh...cool. Why aren't you guys playing with the other?” questioned Eli, having forgotten all about Everett who'd take off.
“Don't like it,” answered Tamara with a slight shrug of her shoulders.
“Okay, that makes sense.” Eli replied under his breath. “Why did I not realize that?” he muttered to himself. “All right, you guys really shouldn't be in here, come on,” explained Eli, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Kay,” replied Tamara and Camille while Nicholas just closed his book and climbed down the stairs.
“All right, this way,”stated Eli as he turned to lead the group to the mess hall. “Wait...where's Everett?” he demanded as he brought his fingers to his temple.
“He left while you were talking to us,” Nicholas answered casually.
“Oh for the love of...okay, I'm going to take you guys to the mess hall, you're gonna stay there while I go find Everett,” Eli explained in exasperation. “And, and being called a mess hall does not mean you can make a mess,” he added for good measure.
“Okay,” Camille and Tamara chirped in response while Nicholas just shrugged his shoulders.
“Okay, this way,” stated Eli as he headed down a corridor, glancing back to make sure the three children were following. “God this is so mess up,” he thought shaking his head as his day just got weirder and weirder.
“Mr. Eli? Where are we?” Tamara asked softly. “I looked out a window and everything was blue and flowy,” she explained in the same soft tone.
“Well...I....will tell you once everyone's together,” Eli answered, as his mind reeled trying to think of what he'd tell them since they obviously didn't remember their adult lives.
“Mmmm, okay,” Tamara replied after a moment.
“Good,” Eli stated with a smile as they reached the ever open doors to the mess hall. “All right, here we are. You guys stay here, all right?” he said the smile still in place.
“All right,” Camille replied for the group with a smile.
“Okay, Nicholas I guess you're in charge while I'm gone,” explained Eli before he left to find the now 10 year old Colonel.
Nicholas glanced to the two girls now under his charge. “Play quietly,” he stated simply before crossing the room to finish his book in relative solitude.
Tamara and Camille just looked at each other before the went over to a near by table to continue playing.
After nearly half an hour Eli was able to track down Everett who had escaped to the hydroponics lab of all places. “Why did you run off like that?” demanded Eli as he grabbed hold of Everett's arm.
“Cause you smell like shit,” he retorted scrunching up his nose in mock disgust.
“Hey, I showered yesterday, I smell fine!” Eli insisted his face turning red in embarrassment and anger. “You're coming with me,” he explained as he began dragging Everett.
“I need an adult, I need an adult!!” Everett shouted flailing his free arm and just making a scene.
“...I am an adult,” replied Eli all ready fed up with the kid. At least it seemed to shut him up for now.
“You're goin' to jail ya know,” stated Everett after a very brief five minutes.
“HA, for what? Stating the obvious?” Eli countered with a sharp laugh.
“For kidnapping,” Everett replied smugly.
“Heh. No, aside from the fact I never kidnapped you, we're on the other side of the universe billions of light years from...you know what never mind. I'm not going to jail, I'm in charge and if you don't like it tough, cause it doesn't change a thing,” Eli explained still guiding Everett to the mess hall.
“Who'd put an idiot like you in charge?” sneered Everett, clearly upset at being bossed around.
“Doesn't matter I'm in charge, deal with it,” replied Eli rolling his eyes as the finally reached the mess hall. “Huh...guess their game ended,” Eli commented when he noticed there were more than double the amount of kids than before.
“Hi Mr. Eli,” Tamara stated happily as she ran over to him.
“Hey, Tamara, having fun?” Eli replied with a smile, Tamara's happiness was infectious.
“Yep,” she answered with a wide grin.
“That's great.”
Several hours later Eli sat at one of the mess hall tables watching all the kids drawing. He'd found out who everyone was and now he just had to find out why they'd turned into kids...and why he wasn't. Strangely enough Chloe seemed to be perfectly normal, there was no sign of an alien entity taking over, physically or mentally, that he could tell at least. “Let's see...there's Chloe, TJ, Matt, Greer, Vanessa, Park, Camille, Volker, Telford, Brody, Young and Rush...I'm the only one still an adult which means...we're doomed,” Eli mused before letting his head fall to the table in dismay.
“Mr. Eli, I made you a picture,” Tamara stated shyly as she held up a picture for Eli to see.
“Wow, really? That's so sweet. Thank you,” replied Eli as he took the picture admiring what seemed to be him and Tamara holding hands and just having fun.
“You're welcome!” she chirped happily before skittering off to draw with the other girls.
“TJ's just an angel,” Eli thought with a smile, TJ was a kind, caring woman and as a child she was just the sweetest thing ever and Eli totally wasn't gushing over her. And Chloe, she was just a sweet as TJ but much shyer. In fact Eli couldn't remember her saying anything to him yet.
“Give it back!”
“Make me, shorty.”
“Ugh...why can't they get along?” Eli muttered burying his face in his hands. He didn't even have to look to see who was fighting, it was clearly Rush and Young. With a sigh Eli headed over to the quarreling boys. “All right, what's the problem?” demanded Eli narrowing his eyes down at both of them.
“...He took my book,” Nicholas mumbled glaring at Everett.
“What? You mean this book is yours?” drawled Everett in mock surprise. “Weird, I don't see your name on it,” he added with a sneer.
“Everett!” Eli barked in warning.
“Must be hidden,” Everett stated completely ignoring Eli as he began to tug on the pages. “Maybe it's under-”
“Enough!” shouted Eli smacking Everett on the back of the head before he could damage Nicholas' book.
“You...hit me,” Everett whispered in shock. “You can't hit me!” he shouted dropping the book as he turned on Eli. “A fat tub of lard like you has no right to hit me! I mean who the hell do you think your are?!” shrieked Everett, stomping his feet and just throwing a tantrum.
“I said, enough,” Eli stated in an eerily calm tone as he smacked Everett upside the head again. “Stop acting like a spoiled little brat and apologize to Nicholas,” he commanded with a stern look he didn't even think he was capable of.
“I'm....sorrrry,” apologized Everett rolling his eyes as he walked away.
“...Ugh...how did he ever grow up to be a Colonel?” Eli asked himself, holding his hand against his head. “Huh...is this even how they all were as children?” he mused as he sat down. “Or are they acting this way because of how they are as adults?” wondered Eli, staring off into space as he thought. “No that doesn't make sense, Rush and Young would both be acting differently...so would Matt for that matter.”
The sound of the FTL drives powering down pulled Eli from his thoughts. “What the...?” he muttered wondering why they'd powered down when they weren't using the autopilot, at least not the last time he checked.
“What's that sound?” asked Nicholas looking up at Eli.
“What sou...nd...Oh my god, the gate's dialing,” he whispered in response before rushing off to check, not realizing Nicholas had followed. Almost without thinking Eli went to one of the consoles to see why the gate was dialing. “Oh no...it's an incoming wormhole,” murmured Eli as he looked up at the gate just as it engaged, knowing if it was an enemy they were doomed.
“What's happening?” Nicholas asked, staring at the Stargate in awe and fear.
“Holy crap! Why'd you follow me!?” Eli demanded. Nicholas just looked at him with a “don't treat me like a baby” look.
Nicholas jumped back as the gate finished dialing and kawooshed. “W-woah.” he whispered staring at the settling event horizon. He and Eli both stared at the gate waiting for who or whatever dialed to step through.
After several minutes they stepped through. It was the aliens that had kidnapped Chloe and Rush.
“Oh, Fu-”
“What...uh, what happened in here?” asked Lt. Scott, looking over the occupants of the bridge, half of them had been turned purple giving him a sense of deja' vu.
“Rush,” Brody answered simply looking incredibly irritated as it was not the first time he'd been turned purple.
“...What?” Scott asked confused. He couldn't have heard what he'd just heard.
“Rush, disappeared a few hours ago, when he came back he was...giggling,” Eli replied with an equally confused look. “Then he threw these water balloons full of purple dye at us...laughed hysterically for about five minutes and then...took off,” he continued shaking his head as though he couldn't even believe what he was saying.
“Why?” asked Matt.
“He's completely lost it?” suggested Volker who had managed to on get hit in the chest, the dye had soaked through but he could hide the purple stain it would leave.
“That's....great, any idea what might have caused him to....lose it?” Scott asked, still trying to wrap his mind around the thought of a giggling Rush.
“No,” the group replied, each shaking their heads.
“This is Col. Young, whoever is responsible for rigging up traps all over the place, report to the mess hall now!” sounded Young's voice over the intercom system.
“Col. Young, this is Lt. Scott, I think I have an idea of who's behind the traps,” Matt replied stated into his radio.
“Who?” demanded Young, clearly in a bad mood. Matt could only guess that Young had fallen victim to one of the traps.
“Uh....I'll tell you when I get to the mess hall,” answered Scott deciding that was probably the best course of action at the moment.
“All right, fine, Young out,” Young stated irritatedly.
“Good luck,” stated Eli has Matt moved to leave.
“Thanks, Eli.”
In the mess hall, Col. Young was pacing angrily covered in a strange powder. It looked like something akin to silica dust. Unfortunately it wouldn't come off easily and sparkled quite noticeably. Those who had been in the mess hall when he'd arrived quickly left with the except of Becker.
“Col. Young, I...what happened to you?” said Lt. Scott, biting his bottom lip to keep from laughing.
“Lieutenant...you said you had an idea of who might have set up these traps,” Young stated in a dangerously low tone.
“Erhum, yes, sir,” replied Matt clearing his throat. “I think it might have been Rush, according to Eli, Brody and Volker he...has been acting strange recently,” he explained, the corners of his lips twitching.
“Strange how?” asked Young.
“Um, giggling and pelting them with water balloons full of purple dye?” suggested Scott, awkwardly.
“...There is nothing right about what you just said,” Young stated in a deadpan.
“Yeah, they don't know where he went after he finished pelting them.” continued Scott. “What should we do, sir?” he asked after a moment.
“I'm not sure...but before I do anything I'm going to talk to TJ, see if she has any idea what might have caused Rush to start acting like...this,” explained Young, shaking his head. “Get a team together, find and disarm any traps he's left,” he ordered as an afterthought.
“Yes, sir.”
“He, pelted his team with purple dye filled water balloons, that he's inexplicably obtained, and set traps through sections of the ship?” TJ asked disbelievingly, receiving a nod in response. “Honestly sir, there's a number of things that could cause such...odd behavior.” Explained Tamara as she crossed her arms over her chest.
“Like?”
“Like; an infection in his brain, a complete mental collapse, a tumor on his pituitary gland or hypothalamus, anything capable of over stimulating his pituitary gland or hypothalamus, the list goes on,” explained TJ.
“What can you do about it? Depending on the cause?” inquired Young.
“Well, if it's an infection in his brain or a tumor, there's nothing I can do. If he's had a complete mental collapse then he'll need a professional psychiatrist,” TJ explained soberly. “If there's something causing over stimulation then it would depend on the cause.” she added lowly.
“All right, so it's not good? What do we do in the mean time?” asked Col. Young. “Should we catch him and keep him under watch or just let him run around like a hyperactive 5 year old until he wears himself out?” Young questioned wryly.
“It'd be best to subdue him and keep him under close watch, before he hurts himself,” stated Tamara.
“Got it, anything else?” asked Young, all ready heading for the door.
“Yeah, he could be contagious.”
“Wonderful.”
“Col. Young, come in?” came Lt. James' voice through the radio.
“What is it Lt?” asked Young as he left the infirmary.
“Lt. Scott and Sag. Greer are acting...strange,” replied James in a confused tone.
“How so?”
“They, keep trying to tickle people sir,” she explained, sounding as though she might burst out laughing at any moment.
Colonel Young didn't reply for several minutes after that, the thought of two of his best men trying to tickle people had essentially paralyzed his brain.
“Sir?” asked Lt. James.
Before Young could answer, Rush came running down the corridor faster than anyone would have thought the Scottish scientist capable of moving.
“Rush what the he-” Young began to say but before he could get his question out, Rush zipped by grabbing Young by the shoulder and throwing him behind him as he passed. Causing Young to crash into someone else.
“Tag, you're it Everett,” Camille stated happily before taking off in the opposite direction.
“What?” asked Young, wearing an expression of absolute confusion. After recovering from the incident Young brought his radio up and spoke into it.” TJ, come in.”
“What is it Colonel?” answered TJ.
“We, have three more people acting strangely,” Young replied.
“Three? I overheard about Scott and Greer but-”
“Camille is the third,” Young answered before TJ could even finish her sentence.
“Okay...that means it's either environmental or a contagion,” explained TJ. “If it's environmental then it's only a matter of time before we all starting acting, strange. And if it's a contagion then Camille, Rush, Scott and Greer must have been exposed at about the same time.” she added calmly. “We should let everyone know what's going,” TJ suggested, seriously.
“It's not like there's much choice that this point.”
Despite attempts to contain whatever was causing the strange behavior, nearly the entire ship was acting 'silly and very happy'. In fact many of those who had yet to be affected couldn't help feeling happy watching those who had been affected. Telford, TJ, Eli, Dunning and Becker were among the few who remained sane, they had chosen to hold up in the bridge after herding the affected into a relatively safe area.
“Lieutenant, have you made any headway?” asked Col. Telford, who had taken command after Young had succumb to the strange infection.
“No sir, their bodies are being flooded with endorphins but I can't find the cause,” TJ answered dismally. “And from what I can tell it won't be long before we all succumb, Dunning and I all ready have elevated endorphin levels.” continued TJ, glancing at Dunning when she mentioned him.
The small group sat in silence, Eli monitoring the affected using a Kino. Suddenly TJ's radio came to life.
“TeeeeeeeeeeeeJaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!” Came the very whiny yet still happy voice of Colonel Young. “Rush and Camille made a fort and they won't let me innnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn,” Young whined before breaking out into a giggle fit. “Come help me concur their fort and we can make it ours,” he suggested with a laugh.
TJ stared at her radio disbelievingly. “Eli...?” she asked in confusion.
“Rush and Camille made a big fort in the mess hall and won't let any military in,” Eli explained in a sober tone.
“I'm, sorry sir I can't help. What about Greer and Scott?” TJ suggested.
“Playing cowboys and Indians,” he answered simply.
“Good thing we took away all the weapons,” Eli stated with a wry chuckle.
“Let me talk to him,” stated Telford, holding out his hand.
“Knock yourself out,” TJ replied, tossing him the radio.
“Everett this is David, don't concern yourself with Rush and Camille's fort, make your own and make it better,” Telford suggested with a smirk.
“That's...a great idea David, thank you,” stated Young before the radio went silent again.
“Why'd you tell him that?” Eli asked.
“Hopefully, to keep him out of trouble,” explained Telford.
“Oh.”
“How long before we're like them?” Dunning asked lowly.
“For you and me it probably won't be long, I'd give Col. Telford, Becker and Eli an hour or three till they're affected too,” answered TJ. “It doesn't look like whatever is causing this is going to wear off, my guess is it'll continue to stimulate our hypothalami and pituitary glands until they just...burn out. Or, it's flooding our bodies with endorphins in order to hide the damage it's doing.” TJ explained soberly.
“What if we just stay like that?” Becker inquired nervously.
“Then, we likely won't get anything done, our water and food will eventually run out from not being replenished and...we'll die of dehydration or starvation.” Tamara answered dismally.
“So we're screwed?” Dunning asked bitterly.
“Pretty much.”
“At least we'll die happy,” Eli stated darkly.
“Yeah...we'll die happy,” TJ repeated sadly.
“TJ!, TJ can you hear me?” asked Camille through the Kino.
“Eli, are you there? Can you get TJ? Pretty please?” Vanessa asked. Eli looked at TJ before pressing the two-way com on the remote.
“I can hear you, what is it?” answered Tamara in a soft tone.
“Well, Vanessa, Lisa, Chloe and I got together with the other women, we've got a small collection of make up,” Camille explained with a grin.
“We're having a slumber party!” Vanessa added excitedly. “All girls, and we want you there,”
“Really?! Oh my god, I uh...” TJ replied happily. “I'll be right there!” she stated just as excitedly as Vanessa had. With that, TJ left the bridge ignoring the stares from the guys.
“Kay....that was. Unexpected,” stated Eli, glancing at the other occupants of the bridge.
“I'm not even sure we can blame that on what's affecting everyone else,” Telford replied with a slight chuckle.
“I think you're right, sir,” stated Becker.
Within the confines of the mess hall, Rush was still guarding the “Civilian Fort” with Volker and the still purple faced Brody. At the same time Young, with the aid of Scott and Greer who'd gotten bored of playing “Cowboys and Indians”, were building the “Great Military Fort” unfortunately it kept falling apart.
Once TJ arrived the other women exploded into squeals and shrieks of happiness and they began talking animatedly about the slumber party they were going to have.
“What all are we going to do? We don't have a good movie selection so that's out,” Dr. Park stated casually.
“Well, we can do make-overs to a point, and we can play cards,” answered Camille.
“And we can give one of the guys a make-over, or force the guys to preform for our own amusement,” Vanessa suggested with a devious smirk.
“Oooo, Vanessa. I didn't know you were like that,” TJ teased with a devious smirk of her own.
“I have my moments,” she answered simply.
“All right then Vanessa, who should we get to, 'entertain' us?” asked Chloe.
“Oh....I don't know, Scott and Greer would be a given...maybe Dr. Rush?” Vanessa replied, wiggling her eyebrows a bit.
“Oooh, ho ho, Vanessa, are you attracted to Dr. Rush?” inquired Camille.
“Shuuuuuuuu, maybe,” whispered Vanessa. “Come on, lets go to my quarters,” she added before heading out of the mess hall, the rest of the women following closely.
“Vanessa and Rush, sitting in a tree,” Chloe began singing under her breath.
“K. I. S. S. I. N. G,” chimed TJ grinning.
“First comes love,” teased Camille.
“Then comes marriage,” Lisa added all too happily.
“Then comes a baby in a baby carriage,” The four women finished in unison before breaking out in giggles at their friends red face.
“Nooooooooooo stop it, that's never gonna happen,” whined Vanessa in embarrassment.
“You never know, it might,” TJ stated happily.
Meanwhile in the bridge; Eli, Telford, Dunning and Becker were staring at the small screen of the Kino remote in disbelief.
“Lt. James...,” Dunning began lowly.
“Is attracted to Rush,” finished Becker.
“That's...not something I needed to know. Ever!” remarked Telford, a semi disgusted look on is face.
“What. The. Fu-”
“Ugh, my head,” grumbled Eli as he rolled onto his side and grasping his head. “What happened?” he asked no one.
“Ya got shite faced,” someone else in the room stated and judging by the accent it was Rush.
“What?” Eli asked as he sat up only to realize he was on the floor of the observation deck along with a handful of other people. “What the hell happened?” he questioned, kinda of fearing the answer.
“A small number of people got together and organized a New Years party,” Rush explained calmly. “Nearly everyone who attended drank their fair share of Mr. Brody's moonshine and eventually passed out.” he added calmly.
“Why'd you leave me on the floor?” mumbled Eli, holding his pounding head in his hands.
“Those we tried to move throw up while unconscious, Lt. Johansen said we should let everyone sleep it off,” explained Rush as he dipped what looked like a tea bag up and down in a cup of hot water.
“Huh...You know what...I'm never drinking again,” Eli stated grumpily.
“Headache that bad?” Rush asked simply.
“No, I had fucked up dreams,” answered Eli as he stumbled to his feet. “I dreamnt that everyone turned into kids, 'scept me...and then I had a dream where everyone started acting hyper...and Vanessa was attracted to you.” explained Eli as he stumbled out of the observation deck.
“...What?” Rush exclaimed, turning to Eli who just wobbled off in silence.