"Now just hang on a minute, I think I left my phone in here." Guppy says to Fry, before pushing the door into the infirmary. He heads towards the office
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Gene could be described as being awake, though you might not know it to look at the way he's slouching by the fire.
Can't blame it on being drunk, either. There's nothing stronger in front of him than a cup of (extremely) sweet tea.
He watches Fry walk across the bar, and curses quietly. If the lad's here, then his dad'll be somewhere too. Guppy's the last person he wants to see at the moment.
Fry looks around, sees Gene, and comes over. He's wearing a little white shirt and a dark blue tank top with a 'Cherry Tree School' logo embroidered on it.
"Gene! There's a buggler!" he says, tugging Gene's trousers.
OK. Sounds like something serious enough to look into. Plus, he's bored as hell at the moment. So he hauls himself up, and pours the rest of his tea down his neck.
Yeah, he remembers Vyvyan. Could hardly forget that stench.
'Well, we'll sort 'im later.'
He pushes the door open, sees Guppy and strides over.
'Shit.'
He checks his pulse first off. Heart's still going, and his breathing seems regular enough. So he straightens up, hands on hips, and stares down at him for a minute
Vyvyan tries to sneak off behind Gene, having grabbed a handful of ingredients, tries to sneak off, but is slowed when Fry punches him in the back of the knee.
'No idea, mate. I'm only half-convinced it's human.'
He lets go of his jacket, grabs an arm and takes back everything he was trying to steal.
'Get out, or I'll stick me boot so far up your arse it'll give your tonsils a treat. It'll be up to him,' he jerks his head toward Guppy, 'if you get nicked or not. Now bugger off.'
Vyv reluctantly gives up the medicines and the tank of nitrous oxide, and scarpers.
"Yay!" Fry says, bouncing and flapping his hands. Then, turning matters to more important issues, he looks over at Daddy, who's still asleep. Then back at Gene.
Can't blame it on being drunk, either. There's nothing stronger in front of him than a cup of (extremely) sweet tea.
He watches Fry walk across the bar, and curses quietly. If the lad's here, then his dad'll be somewhere too. Guppy's the last person he wants to see at the moment.
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"Gene! There's a buggler!" he says, tugging Gene's trousers.
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'A what?'
Burglar? Not his jurisdiction, as everyone is so fond of telling him.
But he can hardly say that to the boy.
'Someone nickin' somethin'?'
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"And he smells badder than nappies."
He tugs Gene's trousers again.
"Nick him!"
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OK. Sounds like something serious enough to look into. Plus, he's bored as hell at the moment. So he hauls himself up, and pours the rest of his tea down his neck.
'C'mon then, lad. Show me where.'
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"He's got nails in his head and orange hair."
He pushes hard at the door, which is heavy for a little person.
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Yeah, he remembers Vyvyan. Could hardly forget that stench.
'Well, we'll sort 'im later.'
He pushes the door open, sees Guppy and strides over.
'Shit.'
He checks his pulse first off. Heart's still going, and his breathing seems regular enough. So he straightens up, hands on hips, and stares down at him for a minute
'Twat.'
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Vyvyan tries to sneak off behind Gene, having grabbed a handful of ingredients, tries to sneak off, but is slowed when Fry punches him in the back of the knee.
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'Good lad.'
Lot of potential, that one.
Vyvyan gets a strong hand descending on his collar, and a shove face-first into the nearest wall.
'No you don', Sunbeam. What'd you do to him?'
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"I was just testing out my new anaesthetic." he says. "He'll be fine, he'll sleep about an hour."
"Kick him in the bum!" Fry yells.
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Big no-no.
'What're you, a druggie?'
Even bigger no-no.
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"What's a druggie?" Fry asks.
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He looks sideways at Fry, and says, quite seriously,
'Druggies are the scum of society, son. Takin' pills and stuff, because they're not man enough t'face the real world.'
He spins Vyvyan around, and grabs his lapels, paying no heed to the smell even though it quite makes him want to heave.
'You one of them, are ya?'
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"Is he a man or a lady?" Fry asks.
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And then shrugs at Fry.
'No idea, mate. I'm only half-convinced it's human.'
He lets go of his jacket, grabs an arm and takes back everything he was trying to steal.
'Get out, or I'll stick me boot so far up your arse it'll give your tonsils a treat. It'll be up to him,' he jerks his head toward Guppy, 'if you get nicked or not. Now bugger off.'
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"Yay!" Fry says, bouncing and flapping his hands. Then, turning matters to more important issues, he looks over at Daddy, who's still asleep. Then back at Gene.
"It's dinner time."
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