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Warriors of The Way Episode 22 From Cold To Hot and Back Again (first new episode in years!)

Warriors of the Way

Episode 22

From Cold To Hot and Back Again

     The man watched me marvel in amusement then dismounted and began rolling snow into huge balls. I joined him as the two horses began exploring on their own. "What are you doing?" I asked curiously as I watched his black gloved hands work, stark against the brightness of the snow. "Making you a man of snow." he finally answered. "I am thinking you need a good husband." "Are you now?" I teased. And what would I do with a man of snow, pray tell?" "Oh, probably what you would do with any man, I imagine." he smiled back, sticking short branches in to form silly arms and dark stones to be his eyes. I steeled myself for a sharp barb or two but he paused in his crafting and gave me a tender look. "Make him melt." He said softly. And my own heart quietly melted inside me. 

     When the round man of snow was completed, he turned to me for approval and I hit him squarely in the mid-section with a snowball of my own. He roared and gave chase as I ran laughing, looking over my shoulder at his mock angry face. I ran behind a tree and quickly gathered enough snow to begin the battle in earnest and we pelted one another until we were tired of the game and collapsed happily with our backs against the tree. Rested, he reached for my hands. Removing first one glove and then the other, he rubbed my cold hands between his until they were warm then lifted each one to his lips, kissing it as his eyes locked onto mine. A flame blazed up in my soul and spread throughout my body and limbs until it took my breath. That beautiful, beautiful, awful flame that terrified me and took me to a place I never wanted to leave. We sat there in the snow holding hands and falling into the world we had found in each other's eyes.  A world frozen in time and without end. Finally we became aware of the horses snorting on either side of us and he jumped to his feet, pulling me to mine and loudly exclaimed, "Now! Let's go swimming!"

     "Swimming!" I shouted at him. "Art thou mad?" And I threw loose snow at his startled face and began running away backwards. Very gleefully and skillfully, too, until I collided with a solid object as he watched with a serious face and warnings that I ignored until it was too late. Then he stood over me laughing as I fumed, lying atop the man of snow, clutched in his little broken arms of wood. I tried to get to my feet but could not so I laid there until I felt my cloak become cold and wet then he grabbed me up and twirled me around in his arms and pointed down at his crushed and slightly melted creation. "See what I mean, Heart Melter?" he murmured against my neck. Then chuckled. "He looks slightly disappointed with his new bride!" And ran away from the pummeling he knew was coming.

     He called to Redemption who had been standing by watching and swung up on the big horse's back and shouted, "Hurry! Summer awaits!" Snow and I caught up with them on the other side of a huge stand of snow covered trees and a crystal clear pond. New snow began to fall. A little deer stood near the water looking at us with wide-eyed astonishment and a pretty bird flew over and landed on the shoulder of a man made of snow. A replica of the one I had left crushed. I was stunned but did not voice my questions. Nor did I know how. I thought I heard the echo of faint laughter and realized it was our laughter left imprinted there on the scene, just like in the box. Except there had been no snowman in the box.

     In the center of the glistening white trees stood two tall green trees without so much of a snowflake on them and it was between these trees that the man and horse disappeared and I hurried to follow them before I lost my bearings. My mind kept telling me that I was seeing things that were not real even if they were real. Rubbing my eyes, I followed them tentatively. Looking back over my shoulder a final time, I noticed at last that there was not one single hoof print to be found anywhere on the snow. It was as pristine as it had been before our arrival.

     The warmth hit my face first and then the sun. Cloudless blue skies and brightly colored flowers and birds filled my eyes. Scents of roses and other lovely things filled my nostrils. More wondrous things than I could ever describe filled my senses. I just sat there on my horse looking first this way then that. I could not believe it! "Come." the man said, helping me dismount and removing my heavy cloak as he had removed his. "Did I not tell you?" he asked, watching me try to take it all in. "Yes, you did." I answered hardly above a whisper, not looking at him but at the beautiful surroundings. "But how...?" And he shushed me and pulled me by the hand as he hurried to show me all the incredible things in that second season of the garden. We were like small children discovering a room full of new toys. Explorers discovering new lands. Perhaps not new to him but oh, so new to me. And more and more of my doubts about him began to flee away. We explored until we grew hungry and made our way back to our supplies under a tree. The horses were gratefully munching on grass that must have been extraordinarily delicious because they took few breaks between huge mouthfuls.

     We spread out some blankets underneath the flowered tree and had ourselves a lovely meal and rested sleepily for a while. Then we wandered over to the stream and sat on the banks with our feet in the water as the summer sun grew warmer and warmer upon our backs. At practically the same moment, we both stood, peeled off our clothes down to our intimate garments and jumped into the clear cool water. I dove down into a deeper part and stayed there as long as I could. When I had run out of air, I came up gasping right into two bare arms that pulled me in close. Brushing water and wet hair out of my eyes, I gave him my old customary stern  glare as he widened his beautiful eyes daring me to do something. I did, of course. No dare was ever refused. I put my hands on his shoulders, pushed him down under the water and swam away as fast as I could, laughing.

     He gave it a good try but I was faster and rushed out of the water and threw myself down on the blankets, drenching them. Like a cloud he hovered over me blocking the sky then fell beside me and began tickling me like I was a small child. I laughed until I hurt then curled up into a ball and begged him to stop. Then I gave him the same torture in return until we were both spent from the tickling and giggling and fell asleep in one another's arms.

     Waking from a terrible dream in which I saw myself riding away from the man I was beginning to love so desperately, I thrashed around crying until he awakened and pulled me tightly against him and told me I had just been dreaming. That I was safe and secure and nothing could hurt me. I quieted but I did not turn in his arms to face him because something deep inside told me that it had been no mere dream. My mind was formulating a plan my heart did not wish to know. I was going to make a choice that would affect everything but I did not know what it was. So I let him comfort me and whisper to me tenderly until we fell asleep again.

     "Wake up, Little Flower!" I heard him call from a distance and I opened my eyes to see him dressed and readying the horses for travel. "We still have much to see!" I pulled my clothes on hurriedly, ran my fingers through my tangled dry hair and grabbed up the blankets. "What shall we see next?" I asked, excitedly and he winked. "Just watch. More wonders await, my lady!"

     And indeed they did. We visited the place of the Eternal Springtime, as he called it and it was magnificent. Sweet warm breezes and flowers budding and blooming right before our delighted eyes. Baby birds bursting out of their eggshells to greet happy mothers and baby animals taking their first wobbly steps. Streams and gently flowing waterfalls, the greenest grass I had ever seen, meadows full of wild flowers, and in the distance, brief glimpses of horses running wild and free. I was startled and thought to run toward them but the man held me back and  said "No." "I do not know if I can explain this very well  but those are "spirit horses" not flesh and blood. You cannot catch them." "But....!" I sputtered, "What if one of them is my Starshine? Can I not...?" But he shook his head. " You know, one of them very well might be but you cannot....cannot...walk with him again. You can only dream of him and watch him run inside the silver box." And I began to cry knowing somehow that his words were true. I threw my arms around him weeping and fighting every rebellious instinct in me to run after my childhood friend, my wonderful companion now released to spirit, so happy and more free than he'd ever been with me.

     I could barely stand it! To just put my arms around his neck once more and feed him apples! To run my fingers through his silky black mane and feel him nuzzle my face! I wrestled and wrestled with it until I was forced to give up and give in to an impossible realization. "You have been granted a great gift." he whispered against my cheek and I sighed and steeled myself once more against Starshine's loss. "You do realize that, do you not?" he asked, putting a finger under my chin and lifting my tear stained face to his. I nodded but that was all I could do. Just nodded and held him tighter and tighter within my arms that suddenly felt once more and again so empty.

     We left that magical place silently. Even the horses seem to trod more quietly and with reverence as though they walked on sacred, hallowed ground. It was very, very hard to leave. I did not look back though everything in me cried out to and as we entered the fourth part of the garden, the place of Autumn and crisp cool air and leaves falling from stately trees like orange and gold wisps of glory, I felt an arm go around my shoulders and squeeze me gently. An arm I could not see but I knew suddenly that my father was thinking of me and aware of my pain and showing me that he cared. The man on the silver horse turned to look at me as if he knew and wiped a single tear away as it rolled down my face. "You are greatly loved." he whispered and looked quickly away. 

     On the way back to the camp, we were quiet and thoughtful. There was a peace and a sadness and an awe for what we had seen and shared. There were no words needing to be spoken. We rode along, occasionally turning to gaze at one another or to reach out and hold hands. We missed our deer. There was a void there now between the two horses where he had trotted earlier that long day. The thought of him brought a lump to my throat and I knew I was not alone in the feeling. "All is well." my sweet friend murmured. "He's with his family...where he belongs. He's happy, don't worry now." But his voice broke on the last word and he self-consciously cleared his throat and gave me a sad smile. Twilight was nearing as we rode into familiar territory. I refused to look toward or acknowledge the forest in any way. I would not let anything spoil this day or any future memory of it. We had stopped and gathered fruits and vegetables on our way back and filled our flasks with fresh water. The horses drank their fill and were both tired and ready for a good night's rest. It had been an unforgettable adventure as promised and one I would cherish forever. However long that forever might be.

TO BE CONTINUED IN EPISODE 23..........

hopefully soon

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This episode is dedicated to my friend David "D'Sal" Salinas, my most loyal and faithful reader and fan of this serial story. Thank you, David, for your constant encouragement and for being "a pain in my neck" to bring these characters back to life and allow them to continue their journey as we travel breathlessly alongside them wondering what it all means and where it will all end. Bless you. And bless all the readers who have followed this story from myspace, friendburst, GPlus to mewe and on this blog. I am thrilled that the story started writing itself again after a long absence. I am merely typing it out as the words come and learning more and more about myself as I read those words in print. Again, thank you all for reading.  💓 Voo Shining Stone

Random Episodes Of our old serial show Jupiter's Child from myspace Not in original ORDER! We were so Goofy! Edited

 

(This scene took place on another spaceship at another party,

 not the Jupiter's Child)

Neil came walking out of the Equipment Room holding an ancient phaser. "Look, Dan,  I found this neat toy." he said and pointed the phaser at his friend. "Dammit, man, that's not a toy! It's a phaser and it's set on Stun!" Dan was not amused. The weapon was old but it was still deadly. They were, after all, guests at this party and not supposed to be poking around in off limit supply rooms or quarters.  They had gone looking for the bathroom, there were 3 full decks on the ship and yet there only seemed to be two bathrooms.....At one point they had accidentally walked into a Ladies Room, well, they supposed it to be a Ladies Room....the sign on the Door looked sorta humanoid.  Inside they found a very cool and very empty shower that looked like it could beam someone up mid-bath.

                             

Neil had wanted to try it out but Dan pulled him out of the room just as a red skinned creature with small horns entered the corridor and  headed for them. It was carrying a towel.....

"Look at this, Dan!" Neil exclaimed excitedly as he pulled out another piece of equipment and began mock shooting at invisible foes. "Now this little beauty could take out the entire Ronduzam army!!!! Dan sighed in complete exasperation and reached to pull the thing from Neil's hand. "Dammit, man, this is not a phaser, it's an electric drill...........with a cord!!!!!"                           

Dan began looking around for an Exit or at the very least, a Transporter Room so he could beam Neil back to Great Britain but there didn't seem to be one in sight. Oh wait!!!!  He heard a familiar swooshing sound....perhaps there was one, after all.....

"Dan, get a load of this!" he heard Neil say as his back was turned. "Now, this is da bomb!" And he turned around and beheld his friend who was shortly gonna be beamed into Non-Particle Heaven........."Dammit, man, that's not a phaser, a drill, a weapon or a bomb!!!!!! That's a Banana!!"

(Aboard the Jupiter's Child ship)

Rusky/Rita and Peyton were discussing ship's maintenance when Captain Voo walked in. "You boys gonna help Liz bring in those vats of moon cheese?" They stared at her. "Can't James or Uncle Joe-Bot do it?" Rusky murmured, turning back to the schematics of the clogged Jeffrey tubes. 

"No, they're all decorating the ship for the big party, I'm afraid you'll have to help her." "I'll do it....if you come with me." Peyton said in his silkiest voice and started toward her.

Skillfully darting away, Capt. Voo stepped to Rusky's side and said,

"Perhaps in a moment. Right now I must speak to our Trouble Maker-at-Large."  Feeling dismissed, Peyton hurried away, turning back once to see Rusky staring at Voo like she was a prime rib and he was a Uranian mushpuppy. "What's he got that I haven't got?!" he groused none too silently and disappeared from sight.

 "What's on your mind, Cap'n  Voo?" Rusky asked. "Where is the Admiral?" Voo queried, "I need to know." "She's on the Holodeck, visiting Stonehenge," he said, "I thought it best that she have a little fun before returning to active duty."  "Good idea" Voo agreed, "I'm not sure how stable she is at the moment. What do you think?" "Well," Rusky ventured, "She did run away from the ship and crew and said she was tired of running a Child Care Center in space. I guess it all got to her. But her Evil Twin always shows up when she gets too stressed out."

"Yeah, you like that Evil Twin, don't you?" Voo smirked. "You two get along like green eggs and ham. But then, you've got your alternate too, don't you, Rita?" Rusky straightened his blouse and fluffed back his hair. "What are you trying to imply?" he asked huffily. "Is this  just a little phase of yours or are you going to grow out of it? You seem to like the girls too much to actually become one."  "It's an Ed Woods kind of thing. You wouldn't understand." he said, reddening.  "Underneath this lace and ruffle is plenty of man, baby!" Voo cleared her throat and got busy looking at the screens not having a clue what they pertained to.

"The ship is really looking nice," she said at last. "The Disco is a dream, the Movie Theater is stocked with great movies, The Lounge is decorated and we have all kinds of entertainment lined up. Lots of ships are on their way full of guests. I do hope everyone will be on their best behavior."

"Are you referring to the Jupiter's Child crew or some other starship?" 

Rusky asked, grinning. "You haven't been with us for very long."

"I was afraid of that." Voo sighed. "Since I'm in charge of the party, 

I was just hoping......". "Don't worry about it, Princess, it'll be fine

By the way, you still wearing that CheroKay regalia made out of cellophane and edible candy?"

It was Voo's turn to redden. "You remembered that?"

"Of course!" he smiled, loving her discomfort and remembering 

that astounding slap she had given him recently. As fine as she was, he still loved his revenge and meant to have it. "I never forget a pretty Naukoo warrior wearing edible clothing."  "Hmmp!" she said derisively and turned to leave. "Don't forget to help Liz with the cheese!"

And as she walked away, he was mesmerized by the swing of her hips, 

angry and exciting, like they were listening to a distant, invisible drum.

 Oh, hell yeah, it was gonna be party to remember!!!

(Later)

Rusky was in the loo with Gail. The Admiral had ordered him to have his entire body painted purple and The Budding Artist had brought her gifted brushes and obliged. Lena couldn't wait to see what he looked like.  A Purple People Eater, perhaps????? However he turned out, she knew he'd be .....hot.

(Later in the Disco Room, the party is in full swing)

The crowd went crazy when the new DJ came out in his space suit. 

He was well known all over the Universe for his cool remixes and celebrity groupies. The Disco was on fire.

It was almost midnight and the party had been going strong for hours. 

It was the Party of the Century, no doubt about it. The dancers were ready to raise the roof off the sucker and had worked themselves up to a fever pitch.

Capt. Princess Voo, in her edible outfit, had successfully avoided Rusky and Peyton's eyes, hands and mouths all evening but it had not been easy. They seemed to be  everywhere! She had danced all night with fine men from every part of the Universe and had had a great time, she had to admit. This definitely was The Party of  All Parties if she did say so.

That humongous pirate guy from Alabama kept asking her to dance and she felt herself forming a bond with him as they slow danced under the Disco Ball. He was a sweet shy pirate and he had a big hook. But she kept feeling eyes on her every move.......

                         

Well, Capt. Voo was having a fine ole time but Rusky was not having it. Revenge ran through his veins and through the gulleys of his mind (whenever the need for a drink would allow another thought.) The sound of that humiliating slap still reverberated throughout his pickled Aussie/Plutonian brain. Not only that, but the lovely CheroKay maiden had refused all of his flirtations and advances. (Which, let's face it, were not really advanced.)

More like basic and Neanderthal. He was a space dog. He knew it. Lena knew it. The Admiral knew it. Heck, everybody knew it! He'd been banned from his home planet, fer Pete's sakes!!! For all he knew, he probably had two or three Plutonian wives back there at home. He didn't remember.....He'd been drunk that decade.

"Past! Peyton, got any of that Romulan Ale stashed away anywhere?" he whispered into his friend's ear as he sat at the bar drinking Jello Shooters and eating Enaran Algae Puffs. "What?" Peyton asked in amazement. "You know that stuff is still contraband in twelve star systems! What do you want it for?" "I know that, Peyton." Rusky huffed  "But do you have any?"  "Well, of course I do!" Peyton said "What's wrong with you? Why do you want it? They have this bar stocked with every drink known to mankind and I mean to try it all before the night is over. Puff?"

Rusky waved the food away. "No thanks, I'm saving my appetite for the Thai food Liz is cooking up for me. So, where's the Ale?"

"Only if you tell me why you want it." Peyton said ordering another Shooter.  "It's for Voo." Rusky finally said quietly. "I want to see if I can knock her off her high horse for a while. I've heard that the CheroKay are very susceptible to the effects of Romulan Ale." "Is that so?" queried Peyton, suddenly interested. "And you're counting on the Ale making her susceptible to you?"  "No, no, nothing like that. I just want to see her thaw out a little." "Capt. Voo is a nice girl." Peyton defended her, though she hadn't been very nice to him. "I think she's entirely too good for you." "Yeah, but she's not too good for you?  Is that what you're saying?" "Well," Peyton said drawing it out,  "Let's just say that when they find her body in the morning, the only fingerprints on it had better be mine!"

And he looked around for Lt. Sula. After all, the two of them were an on-again, off-again item still and he didn't want  her going all La Bandida on him again like she had the last time. She had ripped him to shreds literally. And all he'd done was give a passing alien girl a come hither look, he swore it!  But he'd wanted Voo ever since the moment he had set eyes on her. And he was just intoxicated enough now to do something about it!

He finished his drink and stood up. "Let's do it!" he said to Rusky and the two of them hurried off to his quarters to find the case of Romulan Ale where he'd stashed it with all his other little treasures. .........like the Mr. Spock doll and other things.........

 Rusky/Rita

(Still later.....)

For hours, Peyton and Rusky had been trying to spike Capt Voo's drinks. She appeared to be drinking only Naukoo Beer and it was quite a challenge to both of them to get the blue Romulan Ale into her glass. In fact, it became an obsession. But they'd managed to do it about ten times so far. To their utter dismay it seemed to be having no effect.

Voo came off the dance floor after a particularly enticing dance with Lena's cousin, The Ambassador. What he was the Ambassador of was a mystery.  No one had ever heard of his planet. One of Lena's little pranks, maybe. Who knew? But Mary Ann seemed to like him and she kept an eye on him as she danced with Rusky. Who was looking at the Captain. Who was looking at the pirate. Who was looking at.......something.

"May I get you a drink, Capt?" Peyton and Ru asked at the same time, tripping over one another to get to her side. Was it their imaginations or was that regalia beginning to look.........see through? Perspiration, perhaps? One could only hope. It looked delicious.

"Yes, please." she smiled at them. "Make it two, if you don't mind." And off they hurried like eager puppies. "What are you doing, Voo?" Mary Ann asked sidling up to her and winking. "You've got those two running after you like sheep dogs.....only you're not an innocent little lamb, are you?

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Voo said in a mock tone, smiling back. Then said, "Those idiots are trying to get me intoxicated." "Is it working?" Mary Ann asked as the Ambassador joined her. "No," Voo whispered. "It can't be done. I've had my receptors taken out. I could drink for a week and not get affected."

"Here you go, Princess." the boys said, returning with huge glasses of beer that was  supposed to be brown but was strangely blue.  "Thank you, dears."  Voo took the glasses and walked away. "I've got to check on things down the way. See you later." And they watched her walk across the disco, the lights glittering in her mischievous brown eyes.

Voo hurried down to the Galley and dumped the glasses of Romulan Ale into Liz's punch bowl.  That made about twelve.  Nice. Of course the punch was being saved for when the Admiral made her appearance at the party. Liz wasn't going to be very happy. Voo'd have to dump it out and make a new batch before anyone was aware of it.  It was a huge punch bowl though. It was going to be a job.  But the dispensers were full of the stuff so no worries.

The Captain was quick stepping to the Ladies Room when she heard the announcement coming over the ship's Intercom System.

RED ALERT! RED ALERT!  ALL HANDS TO THE DISCO!!!!!!!

Oh, no!  What now? She bumped into a guy dressed like Mr. Spock and he blocked her as she tried to get away. He kept giving her the Vulcan sign. "V is for Voo." he said doing his best impersonation. Finally, she pushed him away and said angrily "V is for Victim if you don't get the hell outta my way!!!!"

"Paco, could you take this platter of tacos for me?" Liz asked, her hands full. "Sure." he said smiling that goofy grin. "What would you like for me to do with them?" "Oh, take them to table 16, please." The cafe was filling up. People had been dancing all night and were hungry. Most of them didn't want replicated food, either. Lena, Suria, Lt. Sula and James were banging on their table for Martian meat sickles, whatever that was, she didn't know what they wanted, the nuts.....Two of the Brians had placed an order for Plutonian Pizza and TeeTonka and five of the men Rose had picked up were screaming for Fancy Feast. It was going to be a long night!  Rusky had taken a tray to the Admiral in her quarters, surely she would be coming out soon....

 "May we have some hot tea?" Counselor Sharonlee and Ramona the healer asked politely as Liz passed by. "Coming right up, girls." she promised. Uncle Joe-Bot was sitting at the counter making a nuisance of himself and she really wished he'd go away. He kept asking when the train was coming. What??  Flower, Peyton and Noreen walked in, giggling. "If they ask for Rat-in-a-Box one more time.....!" she sighed

There were people from all over the universe on the ship tonight, all with different tastes and appetites. The green guy at table 30 was giving her the eye. She didn't know if he was hungry or flirting but he gave her the willies. Especially when he popped out the eye and tried to give it to her.

 "How's it going, EA?" Gail winked as she plopped down at a table. "Wow, I'm hungry! Doing the Margokian Hustle always does that to me!" "You got that right!" Shauna giggled, sliding in beside her. "Great party, huh?" "Have you been over to the Lounge to hear Mary Ann? Wow, that lady can play that piano!" Eliza Anne hurried into the kitchen to check on the special dishes she was making for Rusky. That skinny man could eat like a horse! But she loved cooking for him. 

She wondered where Capt Princess Voo had gotten off to. She had been such a big help in all the planning of this shindig but oh, my moon and stars!!!! That outfit! Liz could hardly believe her eyes! It was barely even there!!!  And the CheroKay maiden was usually so modest, too....but not tonight! Rusky and Peyton were panting like dogs every time they looked at her. Heck, even Uncle Joe-Bot was bugged eyed...and he wasn't even a real old guy..............

"Table 3 wants to know if you serve ^^^^^##^^^^?" The Waitress Bot interrupted her thoughts. "Oh, sure, honey, "Liz answered absent-mindedly, "That's just rice pudding with green chilies."


The Admiral makes her Entrance .............


Everyone dropped everything and hurried to the Disco. 
Several people wondered how everyone could possibly fit into the Disco, 

as the ship was teeming with people in all sections.
However, the crew members knew that the internal sensors 
in the club automatically expanded the walls in anticipation of a growing crowd and were not concerned.

The only thing that concerned some of them were nagging 
thoughts that ran along these lines:

Who is running the ship?????  Are the battle stations being manned? 
And first and foremost:  Will I meet anyone cute tonight?????


 The Club was literally a living entity! Full of energy and 
unbridled.....stuff.
Colors bounced off the walls, the music was loud enough
to peel the paint off of a Klingon Bird of Prey.

Oh, yes, it felt good tonight to be young and alive!  
Or old and spastic.... whatever.

Everyone rushing into the room stopped and watched
the dancers for a moment and looked around to see where the Exits were and the bars and wondered what it was they were being summoned for. 
The exuberant dancers had barely even noticed the Announcement and not missed a dance step.

Suddenly the music came to a grinding halt and all 
the lights went off. There was a collective gasp.....
What was going on?????? No one seemed to know anything. 
The silence was...stunning..........
You could hear the hearts pumping in the people next to you. 
It was exciting. It was terrifying. 
It was.....the Jupiter's Child as usual.......
any day of the week, any light year........................
But now it was......So quiet. So quiet..........

Then a single spotlight came on and hit the back door 
of the Disco. Everyone turned to look. No one moved. 
No one breathed.
Well, some did.....they had to.
Or die.

The anticipation was incredible. The tension, unbearable.
A drop of sweat fell off one of the dancers and hit the 
dance floor and everyone jumped.
It was that quiet.

Beyond the doors and the spotlight a loud roar suddenly 
assaulted the ears of the waiting crowd. Omg! 
What was that?! Should they run away or what?
They didn't know. Many wondered if they were about
 to die and how they should spend their last moments.
 Mary Ann thought of the Ambassador. Gail 
thought of her studio back home. Uncle Joe thought 
about Petticoat Junction.
Sula thought of Peyton. Where the hell was he????
Lena thought about her precious purple Rusky/Ru 
and wondered where he was......
Capt Voo thought about the hand that was groping her butt. 
And swatted it.

The huge doors flew open and everyone stepped back a 
collective step. The spotlight went crazy as it focused on a bright red 
motorcycle building speed as it rolled into the Disco 
gunning it's powerful motor. The noise was deafening. 
The crowd parted as the big machine came plowing through
like a bulldozer. The spotlight was red now and followed
the cycle around the room.
As the eyes of the dazzled crowd adjusted, they strained their necks
to see what was going on.  A motorcycle on a ship? No one had

ever seen such a thing.  It was amazing!

Then the spotlight turned bright white and focused 
upon the rider.
BORN TO BE WILD started playing over the speakers
and the video screens lit up.
The place went insane............People started cheering 
and applauding. It was mass mayhem in a good way. Men 

whistled and women rolled their eyes.
And as the motorcycle came to a stop upon the raised
platform and the spotlight dimmed, the people knew that 
they'd be talking about this night long after they
retired and grew old and died.

Grown men actually......cried.

For there, sitting upon the magnificent red motorcycle 
was the magnificent ADMIRAL KISMET............wearing red leather 
and looking like an intergalactic centerfold. A sight to behold. 
A fantasy girl on a calendar. A dream come true.
A woman you made from a kit.    
Time actually stood still.......

 And then she stood and spread these huge red leather....wings 
and the crowd oohed and ahhhed and some fainted. 
 It was wonderful. It was fantastic. It was typical Kismet.
  

And she was Back with a Bang!!!!!!

Admiral Kismet and Rusky after party

(Much later)

And then Lena/Wing  woke up in Rusky's room and looked around.  Well, she'd always danced hard but not that hard!  What the heck had happened? Was it when she had bumped into Robbie the Robot as she and Rusky did the Bump? Maybe that was it............... At  any rate, that dream had been wild!!!!  The ship had been invaded, it was utter chaos. You know....the usual.........

Rusky of Oz

(Australia)

Found these on an old laptop. Don't think I have the entire series.
Too bad. Rusty started this show on myspace 
and I joined later. We
had so many people join the cast, 
even some celebrities and actual cast members
 of the old Star Trek tv shows.
 Like the guy who played
"Data" and occasionally William Shatner.
 Bill had his own show on myspace at the time
 and I got to know him pretty well. I just loved him.
This particular storyline follows the
 end of the series as myspace was
shutting down and going to a purely music website..
We were all devastated
and decided to go out with a bang.
 So I wrote a Party of the Century scenario
 starring every one of the characters that
 had been on the series.
 We all had two or three characters we played and
 it was so much fun!!!! 
So I decided to share a bit of the
 insanity with you.
 Hopefully I will run across more of the episodes....

All named characters were the screen icon names of the gang on myspace

who participated, like "The Budding Artist, Lena, Kismet, Rusky...etc. Perhaps some of you were there and remember....?????  Good times!!!!

We were young and INSANE!!!!!!

Aachoo Voo Episode 13 NOW UP

 https://aachoovoo.blogspot.com/2021/03/aachoo-voo-private-eye-episode-13.html

Extended cut......

Here With You, My Love