"Hello, My Name Is Glitch!" - PG - Guys Group 5
Unbeta'd, unre-read, yup, this hot off the press gang.
Note for anyone who didn't see "Star Runners" - wait, what'd ya mean I'm the only one who saw it? Okay then...
Note for everybody: In the Sci-Fi Original Movie "Star Runners" Connor Trinneer wore an outfit that I swear came from the "Farscape" costume department. Also, James Kyson Lee was his side kick - which has nothing to do with this story, but was still cool. "Star Runners" = Trip and Ando fight bugs.
Cain walked down the hall, nodding absentmindedly as Glitch chattered beside him.
“But the hardest part was trying to reconfigure the quantum fission reactions of the... door...”
“Uh-huh.”
“No, Cain. The door.”
Cain looked over the door that Glitch was pointing at and recognized a portal to the guys group meeting.
“It wasn't like that before... or am I glitching again?”
Cain reached out a hand to his friends shoulder, “No, your mind's working fine, it's just time for your first meeting.”
Taking a hold of the door handle with his other hand, Cain guided Glitch into the room.
The room was bright, the chairs were set in a circle and the guys group banner was hanging from the wall.
“I'm a rouge?” Glitch asked in awe.
“Why not.” Cain replied absently as he gathered some coffee for the two of them.
The usual noise of pre-meeting chatter was suddenly broken with a loud shout from Trip Tucker. “How was I to know that they were recycling wardrobe?”
Across from him one very pissed-off John Crichton yelled back, “You use your brain. But it seems your's obviously isn't up to the task!”
As the two sandy blond haired men faced off a quick circle formed around them of men wanting to get out of the way, but still wanting to see.
“Oh, come off it Crichton.” Trip threw his hands up in frustration “What, you can take a new job but the rest of us can't?”
“You're. Wearing. My. Vest.” Crichton said between clenched teeth.
“And I wore your duster too.” Trip spat back.
Crichton was across the room before Trip could blink. “You frelling drannit! You wore my duster?!” Crichton's swing was wild, so Trip was able to duck and back out of the way before Crichton lunched at him again.
As the two men grappled and yelled about stealing vest and co-stars, Glitch whispered to Cain, “Is it always like this?”
“Nah.” Cain said with a shrug. “They're just blowing off steam.”
“Just because you can't manage to hang on to a job --” Crichton mocked before Trip slammed into him.
“You should'a been here when the Doctor found out that Rose had gotten a new show.” Cain continued “He nearly regenerated that night.”
“Oh, like you're really proud of that Charlie's Angels gig.” Trip shot back.
“Or anytime Sarah takes a job, 'cus let me tell you, Jareth is a master...” The sound of clapping and cheering broke off whatever Cain was going to say and Glitch craned his neck to see what had happened.
“Meeting time!” Indy's yelled out in his Professor voice “Everybody sit down.”
Note for anyone who didn't see "Star Runners" - wait, what'd ya mean I'm the only one who saw it? Okay then...
Note for everybody: In the Sci-Fi Original Movie "Star Runners" Connor Trinneer wore an outfit that I swear came from the "Farscape" costume department. Also, James Kyson Lee was his side kick - which has nothing to do with this story, but was still cool. "Star Runners" = Trip and Ando fight bugs.
Cain walked down the hall, nodding absentmindedly as Glitch chattered beside him.
“But the hardest part was trying to reconfigure the quantum fission reactions of the... door...”
“Uh-huh.”
“No, Cain. The door.”
Cain looked over the door that Glitch was pointing at and recognized a portal to the guys group meeting.
“It wasn't like that before... or am I glitching again?”
Cain reached out a hand to his friends shoulder, “No, your mind's working fine, it's just time for your first meeting.”
Taking a hold of the door handle with his other hand, Cain guided Glitch into the room.
The room was bright, the chairs were set in a circle and the guys group banner was hanging from the wall.
“I'm a rouge?” Glitch asked in awe.
“Why not.” Cain replied absently as he gathered some coffee for the two of them.
The usual noise of pre-meeting chatter was suddenly broken with a loud shout from Trip Tucker. “How was I to know that they were recycling wardrobe?”
Across from him one very pissed-off John Crichton yelled back, “You use your brain. But it seems your's obviously isn't up to the task!”
As the two sandy blond haired men faced off a quick circle formed around them of men wanting to get out of the way, but still wanting to see.
“Oh, come off it Crichton.” Trip threw his hands up in frustration “What, you can take a new job but the rest of us can't?”
“You're. Wearing. My. Vest.” Crichton said between clenched teeth.
“And I wore your duster too.” Trip spat back.
Crichton was across the room before Trip could blink. “You frelling drannit! You wore my duster?!” Crichton's swing was wild, so Trip was able to duck and back out of the way before Crichton lunched at him again.
As the two men grappled and yelled about stealing vest and co-stars, Glitch whispered to Cain, “Is it always like this?”
“Nah.” Cain said with a shrug. “They're just blowing off steam.”
“Just because you can't manage to hang on to a job --” Crichton mocked before Trip slammed into him.
“You should'a been here when the Doctor found out that Rose had gotten a new show.” Cain continued “He nearly regenerated that night.”
“Oh, like you're really proud of that Charlie's Angels gig.” Trip shot back.
“Or anytime Sarah takes a job, 'cus let me tell you, Jareth is a master...” The sound of clapping and cheering broke off whatever Cain was going to say and Glitch craned his neck to see what had happened.
“Meeting time!” Indy's yelled out in his Professor voice “Everybody sit down.”