Poppy (to Vincent): Mmm. Good morning, honey. Did you sleep alright? I'm going to get up and grab myself coffee, would you like some?
Vincent (to Poppy): That would lovely. I'm sorry I was such dreadful company last night.
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, under the circumstances, I don't blame you. I'm sorry that I dropped such a bombshell on you without warning. I should have waited to do it until you were a bit more prepared to hear it.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmm. I'm not sure that conversation would have gone over well whenever or wherever it was held. I would have had to hear it sooner or later. At least last night I had the work to distract me for a bit.
Poppy (to Vincent): hmm, yes, work provided all the distraction... Here's your coffee, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, it wasn't the nicest distraction of the evening, but I suspect you knew that already. :-P Thanks for the coffee, hun. How's your arm doing today?
Poppy (to Vincent): It's a little sore, but it looks like it's okay, no sign of infection or anything. When did you want to crossover?
Vincent (to Poppy): Sooner is better than later. Speaking of which, I should go wrangle some pastries and rouse the Gloomies.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh yes, duty calls... I'll throw on some clothes & be ready to go shortly. Honey, strange question... but, have you told your sister or anyone about us? I mean, I don't want to act too affectionate towards you in front of them, if they're unaware. It'll save us from answering awkward questions.
Vincent (to Poppy): No, I hadn't mentioned it to her yet. We can keep it strictly business appropriate if you think that will make things more comfortable. It will certainly keep her from making that damned "awww" face the whole trip.
Poppy (to Vincent): I was actually going to suggest that, honey, so I'm glad we're on the same page. I just thought I should ask you first. It'll make things easier, I think...
Vincent (to Poppy): I agree. We're more than likely going to have our hands full enough, especially with Mr. Gloomy McWorrywart on board. What would you like me to bring you back from the bakery, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, Mr. Gloomy McWorrywart... I like that. I would love a blueberry muffin, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): A blueberry muffin it is. I'll see you soon!
Thirty minutes later:
Mouse (to Eep): Hey! Are you planning on using up all of the hot water in there? I've gotta take a shower, too, you know.
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. Yeah. I'm done. Quit yer bitching.
Mouse (to Eep): I wasn't bitching... If I had known you were going to be in there that long, I would have joined you. ;-)
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Uh... Shit. It's not too late to get back in the shower at this point, is it?
Mouse (to Eep): Heehee, I don't know... Did you use up all of the hot water?
Eep (to Mouse): I shouldn't have, but, you know, I should go in there with you to check. You might... Oh for... Who the fuck is knocking? Jesus fucking Christ. If that's a Jehovah's Witness, I'm gonna kill him!
Mouse (to Eep): Awww man, and I was just getting into that.
Eep (to Mouse): I'll be right back. I may be covered with someone else's blood, just so you know.
Vincent (to Eep): Oh good heavens, FINALLY. I thought you were going to leave me on the porch all morning.
Eep (to Vincent): Oh for the love of Christ. Vincent! We have these things called cell phones, you know. Maybe you could, I dunno, USE one?
Vincent (to Eep): Ooo. Aren't YOU in a mood? Love the towel and boxers combo, by the by. I... Oh. OH! I totes just cockblocked you, didn't I? Hee hee. Don't answer. Your blush says it all. Go finish up and get dressed. I'll make you two coffee.
Mouse (to Eep): Who was it at the door? The water started getting cold, so I had to get out... (to Vincent) I should have known it was you... I swear I am very glad that I didn't date when you lived with me, because I think I would have had to kill you.
Vincent (to Mouse): I know, I know. I'm sorry! I'm just glad your beau can't kill with the power of his glare alone. (to Eep & Mouse) Here. Have some apologetic baked goods. Just don't eat the blueberry muffin. That one's for Poppy. I was stopping by, because we should get going shortly if we want to crossover today.
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): I'm going to go put on some clothes. I'll have whatever that thing with chocolate is when I get back.
Vincent (to Eep): Um, Eep?
Eep (to Vincent): What?
Vincent (to Eep): Far be it from me to complain, but you may want to get dressed, as well. Unless, you're planning on going to Britannia in your underwear. Hee hee. I'll just make some coffee then, shall I?
Eep (to Vincent): Oh fucking shit!
Mouse (to Vincent): Alright, give me that chocolate thing... and do not say another word until I've had coffee... you really have shit timing.
Eep (to Vincent): Alright. I'm fucking dressed what the fuck is the fucking plan for this fucking... What the hell is with you?
Vincent (to Eep): Shhh! I'm not allowed to talk until the coffee is brewed.
Mouse (to Eep): Sorry, my fault, I told him not to say anything until I had some coffee... here, eat one of these things. (to Vincent) And, you stop being such a pain in the ass. What's the plan?
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. Sorry. First, we need to stop and see a doctor I know in the Tombs. Poppy's arm needs attention from someone a tad more qualified than yours truly. Then we deliver our "antiques" to a dealer in New London, get paid, exchange the currency, and head home.
Mouse (to Vincent): Sounds good. So what do you need the two of us to do?
Vincent (to Mouse): This time around, not much. I'll be showing you how to fly the ship, how the navigation systems work, introducing you around. Think of it as orientation. (to Eep) Eep, you're coming along to look sexy.
Eep (to Vincent): Ha ha. You're hilarious.
Mouse (to Vincent): Alright, I think we're ready to go, unless there's something you need us to bring.
Vincent (to Mouse): Just yourselves. I should have everything we need already stocked up. Oh, sweetie, you may want to something for self-defense. I know you have your own cache with which your comfortable.
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): Oh yeah, I'll grab something from the basement. Be right back. Don't kill each other while I'm gone.
Eep (to Vincent): "Something for self-defense," huh?
Vincent (to Eep): Calm down, Slim. This should be an easy-peasy run, but I'd rather be safe than sorry. Honestly, I'm a bit surprised she wasn't already packing. She's relaxing a bit. That's a good sign.
Eep (to Vincent): Yeah. I guess. So, why does Poppy have to do see a doctor in Bizarro Land?
Vincent (to Eep): She was doing some reconnaissance work on the other side, and ran into Carver. He managed to give her a nasty gash on her arm.
Eep (to Vincent): Who the fuck is Car... Oh. Wait. He's that creepy blonde son of a bitch, isn't he?
Vincent (to Eep): Yes. Hence the reason I'd rather you all be armed. Can you handle any kind of a weapon?
Eep (to Vincent): Uh... You already know the answer to that.
Vincent (to Eep): Well, I was hoping maybe sister dearest or Otto taught you, but it's not important. We shouldn't need it.
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): He has a rapier wit & very good with the cutting remarks. heehee... Actually, didn't Ripper show you some stuff?
Eep (to Vincent & Mouse): Some boxing stuff.
Vincent (to Eep): Oh good. If we're challenged to a round of fisticuffs for our honor, we'll be all set. I'm just teasing. Don't make that face. It's fine. Let's head out, shall we?
Mouse (to Eep & Vincent): Yes, let's go. (to Eep) I know you don't like this sort of thing, but please take this & wear it. Hopefully, you won't need it, but just in case. I'd hate for something to happen to you, especially if I could have prevented it.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Um, yeah. Sure. Hey.
Mouse (to Eep): Thank you.
Eep (to Mouse):Don't worry, OK? I'm so not planning on letting anything happen to me. Or to you, for that matter. Or even your idiot little brother who I would REALLY like to throttle. Heh. You sure you want me armed?
Mouse (to Eep): Yes, I'm sure. I know you're not really going to shoot Vincent... unless you're really provoked. :-P
Eep (to Mouse): No promises.
Vincent (to Eep & Mouse): I can hear you both, you know. Here we are. Let me grab Poppy and then we're off to the Old Piedmont Hotel.
Mouse (to Vincent): We know... don't be too long. (to Eep) Quick, kiss me before he gets back.
Eep (to Mouse): Jesus! You're like some teenager trying to make out before her parents get back.
Mouse (to Eep): You are no fun, sometimes...
Eep (to Mouse): I wasn't complaining.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hey, hun! Are you ready to head out? I've got your muffin and the Gloom Patrol is waiting in the car.
Poppy (to Vincent): Of course, honey, I was just throwing some snacks together. I'm all set.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ooo! Snacks! Well, let's blow this reality, then.
Poppy (to Vincent): After you, honey...
Vincent (to Eep & Mouse): Hands above the waist, kids. We're back!
Poppy (to Eep & Mouse): Hi there, Mister & Missus von Gloomenberg... Why so out of breath? Running a marathon in the back seat, were we?
Eep (to Poppy & Vincent): Fuck you both.
Poppy (to Eep): Honey, I don't blame you, at all. I would have probably done the same thing in your position.
Mouse (to Poppy, Eep & Vincent): Oh god, I can tell this is going to be a very enjoyable trip, already... I'm glad I have a gun.
Vincent (to Poppy, Mouse & Eep): Hee hee. They always are. Here we are, Scooby Gang? Ready to cross over?
Poppy (to Vincent): Of course.
Mouse (to Vincent): Yes.
Eep (to Vincent): Guess so.
Fifteen minutes later:
Mouse (to Vincent): So, that's your ship, little brother? I don't think I've gotten a good look at it before now...
Vincent (to Mouse): Yep. That's the Maltese Falcon. She's small, but you won't find many better.
Mouse (to Vincent): heehee, does it do the Kessel Run in under 12 parsecs?
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. She's fast enough for you, old man. :-P
Mouse (to Vincent): Heehee... Alright, where do you want us... Captain?
Eep (to Mouse & Vincent): You have no idea how happy he is to have you play Star Wars with him.
Mouse (to Eep): Heehee. Why do you say that? Oh wait... does that make me Chewbacca?
Vincent (to Eep): You could be Mr. Spock, if you'd rather.
Eep (to Mouse): He kept trying to bait me into quoting Star Wars with him last time I was on his ship.
Mouse (to Eep): And of course, you couldn't play along.
Eep (to Mouse): No.
Vincent (to Mouse & Eep): That's because he wouldn't know fun if it bit him on the ass. (to Mouse) Down to business. I'm going to show you how to pilot the ship, sweetie, so you're going to be on the bridge with me.
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh okay...
Poppy (to Vincent): Where would you like Eep & I to be, uh, Vincent?
Vincent (to Poppy): If you can man the scanners and the radio channels, I'd appreciate it. We don't want anyone sneaking up on us. (to Eep) You can take up the same position you had last time, Slim.
Poppy (to Vincent): Will do. (to Eep) You can relax, honey. This is going to be a really easy delivery... other than the part where I have to get stitches taken out & then put back in... which you should like cuz it's going to hurt like a bitch.
Eep (to Vincent): Yeah. Yeah. (to Poppy) I don't know what kinda jackass you think I am, but I'm not revelling in the fact that you're hurt, you know.
Vincent (to Poppy, Mouse & Eep): OK. We're off. Next stop: Charring Cross Hospital in the Tombs.
Poppy (to Eep): I know that, honey, you just often seem like you'd like to throttle me...
Eep(to Poppy): I kinda wanna throttle a lot of people.
Poppy (to Eep): So, what you're saying is I'm nobody special, honey? :-P It's alright, I can handle that. Honestly, I wasn't quite sure it was me you wanted to throttle or the electric mayhem, I mean, the PoppyBot.
Eep (to Poppy): Well, yeah. RoboPoppy and I had a...um... weird relationship. Though, to be fair, you don't seem to treat me much different.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh... well, I do like to tease you, I can't help it, your reactions are hysterical... but, I don't do it to be malicious. I wouldn't do it, if I thought it really upset you. If it really bothers you, I'll stop.
Eep (to Poppy): I don't really care. I've been friends with Vincent for WAY too long for that to bug me.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh okay, then. (to Vincent, Eep & Mouse) We're approaching New London airspace...
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh god, are you going to make me land?
Vincent (to Mouse): Yes... No, no. Not yet, but I probably will next time.
Mouse (to Vincent): You're very lucky that I'm steering this thing or I'd throttle you.
Poppy (to Vincent): It looks like we're receiving an incoming message for you from the hospital.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh? What's it say, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): It says avoid the hospital for the next few hours... There's some kind of inspection going on. Guards are everywhere. We may want to go do the delivery first, Vincent.
Vincent (to Poppy): Shit! I'd say so. I hope Dr. Thorne is going to be OK. I've never heard of an inspection in the Tombs.
Poppy (to Vincent): They've done it before... Usually, it means that they've gotten a tip about the hospital receiving something they shouldn't.
Vincent (to Poppy): Unfortunately, I know for a fact she has contraband.
Poppy (to Vincent): The hospital has some very good hiding places... I've been hidden in them before.
Vincent (to Poppy): You and me both, hun. Looks like we're headed to New London, kids.
Mouse (to Vincent): Ok, do you want to take over the piloting, little brother?
Vincent (to Mouse): Yeah. For right now, hun. How are you doing?
Mouse (to Vincent): I'm fine... Did I do okay?
Vincent (to Mouse): You did wonderful, hun.
Mouse (to Vincent): Is there something you want me to do while you bring us in, little brother?
Vincent (to Mouse): A back massage would be great.
Mouse (to Vincent): HAHAHA! Don't push your luck... I AM armed.
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. Duly noted.
Poppy (to Mouse): You did a great job, honey. When you get more comfortable with it, I'll show you some tricks that I know.
Mouse (to Poppy): Thanks Poppy, I would like that.
Poppy (to Mouse): Can you take over the scanner & radio for a minute? I need to go change my bandage. I won't be long.
Mouse (to Poppy): Oh sure, it looks pretty self-explanatory. (to Vincent) So, where are we landing?
Vincent (to Mouse): We're touching down in this vacant lot right... now! OK, I'll be back in half a tick, sweetie.
Mouse (to Eep): How are you holding up?
Eep (to Mouse): I'm alright. How was flying the ship?
Mouse (to Eep): It was fine, I was a little nervous at first, but I think I got the hang of it. Thankfully, Vincent didn't make me land.
Poppy (to Mouse & Eep): Either of you hungry? I brought snacks.
Mouse (to Poppy): Thank you, but I think I'm good for right now.
Eep (to Poppy): Nah. I'm alright. Thanks anyway.
Poppy (to Eep): Can you hand me that rolled up map that's in that cubby hole behind you?
Eep (to Poppy): Oh. Yeah. Sure. There's a couple here. You want the nautical, aerial or topographical one?
Poppy (to Eep): The aerial one, if you please.
Eep (to Poppy): Here you go. How's your arm doing?
Poppy (to Eep): Thank you, honey. It's throbbing a bit, but the only painkillers I have are really strong & I'd be out like a light. I'll deal with it. Thank you for checking on me, that's nice of you.
Eep (to Poppy): It's no big deal. Seems like it's bothering you. Stitches suck. I've got some ibuprofen in my bag if you want some.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh that would be great, honey. Yeah, I hate getting stitches.
Eep (to Poppy): Yeah. Tell me about it. Here you go.
Poppy (to Eep): Thank you. So, feel any better about the whole crossing over thing?
Eep (to Poppy): I don't know. I mean, this isn't quite as terrifying as I was imagining, but... I don't know. Look, I know I'm being paranoid and stupid, it's just... Well, if anything were to happen to Mouse--again--I'd...
Poppy (to Eep): It's okay, Eep, I understand. But, believe me, this place can be just as mind-numbingly boring as your world. And, nobody wants anything bad to happen to Mouse again or you, for that matter.
Eep (to Poppy): Heh. Well, no offense. But, my life in this world, or ours, hasn't exactly been boring.
An hour or so later:
Vincent (to Poppy, Mouse & Eep): Hiya, Scooby Gang! I'm back. I hope y'all didn't miss me too much.
Mouse (to Vincent): We couldn't contain ourselves, little brother.
Vincent (to Mouse): I'm sure. (to Poppy) Has there been any word from Dr. Thorne yet, Poppy?
Poppy (to Vincent): Yes, she says it's all clear, honey. The guards are leaving right now.
Eep (to Vincent): You said "y'all" again.
Vincent (to Eep): Yes. Yes. Yes. Tease me about it when we're home, kay? (to Poppy) Excellent! OK, let's get your arm fixed up and get home.
Poppy (to Vincent): Fine by me... We're receiving a transmission from a Captain Rackham marked private to you, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Jack Rackham? Huh. I'll take it below, hun. Thanks... (to Eep, Poppy & Mouse) We gotta go, kids!
Mouse (to Vincent): Where to now?
Vincent (to Mouse): Home. I just got a tip that one of the orderlies at the hospital tipped off the Royal Guard. We have proper paperwork to be traveling thanks to Poppy, and supposedly I've got some kind of "favor" with the Empress, thanks to Ripper's stories, but I'm not sure how much I want to press my luck. (to Poppy) Hun, are you OK? Do you think you can last until tomorrow morning? You can see Dr. Addison in West Piedmont.
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh, well, than we should definitely head home.
Poppy (to Vincent): I'll be fine until tomorrow, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): If you're sure, honey. We'll get you some proper medical attention first thing. (to Eep) Check that chart to your left, Slim. There should be a portal around here someplace we can use to jump to our crossover point. (to Mouse & Poppy) Now might be a bad time to mention it, but Captain Jack was asking about the "two lovely ladies" in my company. Not even crewing for me for a day, and you two are already getting attention. :-P
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, we are terribly eye-catching, honey.
Mouse (to Vincent): I'm not sure if I should be flattered or concerned that a pirate captain thinks we're lovely.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Well, I can't argue with that.
Poppy (to Vincent): Are you going to need Mouse for the next twenty minutes, honey? I need her help with something.
Vincent (to Poppy): No, I should be fine, hun. I'll let you know if I need any help.
Poppy (to Vincent): Wonderful... we'll be back shortly. (Mouse) Can you please come with me?
Mouse (to Poppy): Sure... what do you need help with?
Poppy (to Mouse): I just needed some help shifting a couple of these boxes around & I'm a little useless with one arm... I also wanted to ask you a question... are you still planning on going to the reporter about Vincent's family?
Mouse (to Poppy): Yes, that's the plan.
Poppy (to Mouse): Ok good... then, I've got some stuff to add to Vincent's folder before you go to the press. I'll put it all in there when we get home... Alright, honey, you can go back up to the bridge.
Mouse (to Poppy): In case, I haven't mentioned it before, thank you for helping Vincent out with this stuff. It means a lot. (to Vincent) Ok, I'm back.
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh good. Did you know your husband is totes non-tolerable when you're not here?
Eep (to Vincent): Yeah. I'm the one who isn't tolerable. Fuck off, Dandy.
Mouse (to Eep & Vincent): Oh goody, this old song & dance... I will tie you both up & throw you in a closet if you don't stop bickering like an old married couple.
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. Hun, that doesn't sound like a threat to me. :-P Calm down. We're not really fighting. Eep just gets saucy when he has to take orders.
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): Is this what you guys did the whole time you were looking for me? Because if it is, I'm surprised you found me.
Eep (to Mouse): Uhhh...
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. Yep. Pretty much.
Mouse (to Eep & Vincent): Heehee, I love you both, anyway.
Vincent (to Mouse): Well, we ARE terribly lovable. (to Eep, Mouse & Poppy) We're coming up on the crossover point now, gang. We'll be docked in a few, and then we can head home.
Poppy (to Vincent): That is very good news.
Twenty minutes later:
Vincent (to Mouse, Eep & Poppy): Let's head home, kids.
Mouse (to Vincent): Thank you for the flying lesson, little brother. Now, if you'll excuse us, Eep & I have some unfinished business to take care of... I love you. Now, go get some rest.
Poppy (to Mouse, Vincent & Eep): Oh my...
Vincent (to Poppy): You took the words right out of my mouth, hun. Shall we get home?
Poppy (to Vincent): Yes please. I think we're all going to sleep well tonight, though some better than others. ;-)
Vincent (to Poppy): That would lovely. I'm sorry I was such dreadful company last night.
Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, under the circumstances, I don't blame you. I'm sorry that I dropped such a bombshell on you without warning. I should have waited to do it until you were a bit more prepared to hear it.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mmm. I'm not sure that conversation would have gone over well whenever or wherever it was held. I would have had to hear it sooner or later. At least last night I had the work to distract me for a bit.
Poppy (to Vincent): hmm, yes, work provided all the distraction... Here's your coffee, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, it wasn't the nicest distraction of the evening, but I suspect you knew that already. :-P Thanks for the coffee, hun. How's your arm doing today?
Poppy (to Vincent): It's a little sore, but it looks like it's okay, no sign of infection or anything. When did you want to crossover?
Vincent (to Poppy): Sooner is better than later. Speaking of which, I should go wrangle some pastries and rouse the Gloomies.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh yes, duty calls... I'll throw on some clothes & be ready to go shortly. Honey, strange question... but, have you told your sister or anyone about us? I mean, I don't want to act too affectionate towards you in front of them, if they're unaware. It'll save us from answering awkward questions.
Vincent (to Poppy): No, I hadn't mentioned it to her yet. We can keep it strictly business appropriate if you think that will make things more comfortable. It will certainly keep her from making that damned "awww" face the whole trip.
Poppy (to Vincent): I was actually going to suggest that, honey, so I'm glad we're on the same page. I just thought I should ask you first. It'll make things easier, I think...
Vincent (to Poppy): I agree. We're more than likely going to have our hands full enough, especially with Mr. Gloomy McWorrywart on board. What would you like me to bring you back from the bakery, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, Mr. Gloomy McWorrywart... I like that. I would love a blueberry muffin, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): A blueberry muffin it is. I'll see you soon!
Thirty minutes later:
Mouse (to Eep): Hey! Are you planning on using up all of the hot water in there? I've gotta take a shower, too, you know.
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah. Yeah. I'm done. Quit yer bitching.
Mouse (to Eep): I wasn't bitching... If I had known you were going to be in there that long, I would have joined you. ;-)
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Uh... Shit. It's not too late to get back in the shower at this point, is it?
Mouse (to Eep): Heehee, I don't know... Did you use up all of the hot water?
Eep (to Mouse): I shouldn't have, but, you know, I should go in there with you to check. You might... Oh for... Who the fuck is knocking? Jesus fucking Christ. If that's a Jehovah's Witness, I'm gonna kill him!
Mouse (to Eep): Awww man, and I was just getting into that.
Eep (to Mouse): I'll be right back. I may be covered with someone else's blood, just so you know.
Vincent (to Eep): Oh good heavens, FINALLY. I thought you were going to leave me on the porch all morning.
Eep (to Vincent): Oh for the love of Christ. Vincent! We have these things called cell phones, you know. Maybe you could, I dunno, USE one?
Vincent (to Eep): Ooo. Aren't YOU in a mood? Love the towel and boxers combo, by the by. I... Oh. OH! I totes just cockblocked you, didn't I? Hee hee. Don't answer. Your blush says it all. Go finish up and get dressed. I'll make you two coffee.
Mouse (to Eep): Who was it at the door? The water started getting cold, so I had to get out... (to Vincent) I should have known it was you... I swear I am very glad that I didn't date when you lived with me, because I think I would have had to kill you.
Vincent (to Mouse): I know, I know. I'm sorry! I'm just glad your beau can't kill with the power of his glare alone. (to Eep & Mouse) Here. Have some apologetic baked goods. Just don't eat the blueberry muffin. That one's for Poppy. I was stopping by, because we should get going shortly if we want to crossover today.
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): I'm going to go put on some clothes. I'll have whatever that thing with chocolate is when I get back.
Vincent (to Eep): Um, Eep?
Eep (to Vincent): What?
Vincent (to Eep): Far be it from me to complain, but you may want to get dressed, as well. Unless, you're planning on going to Britannia in your underwear. Hee hee. I'll just make some coffee then, shall I?
Eep (to Vincent): Oh fucking shit!
Mouse (to Vincent): Alright, give me that chocolate thing... and do not say another word until I've had coffee... you really have shit timing.
Eep (to Vincent): Alright. I'm fucking dressed what the fuck is the fucking plan for this fucking... What the hell is with you?
Vincent (to Eep): Shhh! I'm not allowed to talk until the coffee is brewed.
Mouse (to Eep): Sorry, my fault, I told him not to say anything until I had some coffee... here, eat one of these things. (to Vincent) And, you stop being such a pain in the ass. What's the plan?
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. Sorry. First, we need to stop and see a doctor I know in the Tombs. Poppy's arm needs attention from someone a tad more qualified than yours truly. Then we deliver our "antiques" to a dealer in New London, get paid, exchange the currency, and head home.
Mouse (to Vincent): Sounds good. So what do you need the two of us to do?
Vincent (to Mouse): This time around, not much. I'll be showing you how to fly the ship, how the navigation systems work, introducing you around. Think of it as orientation. (to Eep) Eep, you're coming along to look sexy.
Eep (to Vincent): Ha ha. You're hilarious.
Mouse (to Vincent): Alright, I think we're ready to go, unless there's something you need us to bring.
Vincent (to Mouse): Just yourselves. I should have everything we need already stocked up. Oh, sweetie, you may want to something for self-defense. I know you have your own cache with which your comfortable.
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): Oh yeah, I'll grab something from the basement. Be right back. Don't kill each other while I'm gone.
Eep (to Vincent): "Something for self-defense," huh?
Vincent (to Eep): Calm down, Slim. This should be an easy-peasy run, but I'd rather be safe than sorry. Honestly, I'm a bit surprised she wasn't already packing. She's relaxing a bit. That's a good sign.
Eep (to Vincent): Yeah. I guess. So, why does Poppy have to do see a doctor in Bizarro Land?
Vincent (to Eep): She was doing some reconnaissance work on the other side, and ran into Carver. He managed to give her a nasty gash on her arm.
Eep (to Vincent): Who the fuck is Car... Oh. Wait. He's that creepy blonde son of a bitch, isn't he?
Vincent (to Eep): Yes. Hence the reason I'd rather you all be armed. Can you handle any kind of a weapon?
Eep (to Vincent): Uh... You already know the answer to that.
Vincent (to Eep): Well, I was hoping maybe sister dearest or Otto taught you, but it's not important. We shouldn't need it.
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): He has a rapier wit & very good with the cutting remarks. heehee... Actually, didn't Ripper show you some stuff?
Eep (to Vincent & Mouse): Some boxing stuff.
Vincent (to Eep): Oh good. If we're challenged to a round of fisticuffs for our honor, we'll be all set. I'm just teasing. Don't make that face. It's fine. Let's head out, shall we?
Mouse (to Eep & Vincent): Yes, let's go. (to Eep) I know you don't like this sort of thing, but please take this & wear it. Hopefully, you won't need it, but just in case. I'd hate for something to happen to you, especially if I could have prevented it.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Um, yeah. Sure. Hey.
Mouse (to Eep): Thank you.
Eep (to Mouse):Don't worry, OK? I'm so not planning on letting anything happen to me. Or to you, for that matter. Or even your idiot little brother who I would REALLY like to throttle. Heh. You sure you want me armed?
Mouse (to Eep): Yes, I'm sure. I know you're not really going to shoot Vincent... unless you're really provoked. :-P
Eep (to Mouse): No promises.
Vincent (to Eep & Mouse): I can hear you both, you know. Here we are. Let me grab Poppy and then we're off to the Old Piedmont Hotel.
Mouse (to Vincent): We know... don't be too long. (to Eep) Quick, kiss me before he gets back.
Eep (to Mouse): Jesus! You're like some teenager trying to make out before her parents get back.
Mouse (to Eep): You are no fun, sometimes...
Eep (to Mouse): I wasn't complaining.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hey, hun! Are you ready to head out? I've got your muffin and the Gloom Patrol is waiting in the car.
Poppy (to Vincent): Of course, honey, I was just throwing some snacks together. I'm all set.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ooo! Snacks! Well, let's blow this reality, then.
Poppy (to Vincent): After you, honey...
Vincent (to Eep & Mouse): Hands above the waist, kids. We're back!
Poppy (to Eep & Mouse): Hi there, Mister & Missus von Gloomenberg... Why so out of breath? Running a marathon in the back seat, were we?
Eep (to Poppy & Vincent): Fuck you both.
Poppy (to Eep): Honey, I don't blame you, at all. I would have probably done the same thing in your position.
Mouse (to Poppy, Eep & Vincent): Oh god, I can tell this is going to be a very enjoyable trip, already... I'm glad I have a gun.
Vincent (to Poppy, Mouse & Eep): Hee hee. They always are. Here we are, Scooby Gang? Ready to cross over?
Poppy (to Vincent): Of course.
Mouse (to Vincent): Yes.
Eep (to Vincent): Guess so.
Fifteen minutes later:
Mouse (to Vincent): So, that's your ship, little brother? I don't think I've gotten a good look at it before now...
Vincent (to Mouse): Yep. That's the Maltese Falcon. She's small, but you won't find many better.
Mouse (to Vincent): heehee, does it do the Kessel Run in under 12 parsecs?
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. She's fast enough for you, old man. :-P
Mouse (to Vincent): Heehee... Alright, where do you want us... Captain?
Eep (to Mouse & Vincent): You have no idea how happy he is to have you play Star Wars with him.
Mouse (to Eep): Heehee. Why do you say that? Oh wait... does that make me Chewbacca?
Vincent (to Eep): You could be Mr. Spock, if you'd rather.
Eep (to Mouse): He kept trying to bait me into quoting Star Wars with him last time I was on his ship.
Mouse (to Eep): And of course, you couldn't play along.
Eep (to Mouse): No.
Vincent (to Mouse & Eep): That's because he wouldn't know fun if it bit him on the ass. (to Mouse) Down to business. I'm going to show you how to pilot the ship, sweetie, so you're going to be on the bridge with me.
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh okay...
Poppy (to Vincent): Where would you like Eep & I to be, uh, Vincent?
Vincent (to Poppy): If you can man the scanners and the radio channels, I'd appreciate it. We don't want anyone sneaking up on us. (to Eep) You can take up the same position you had last time, Slim.
Poppy (to Vincent): Will do. (to Eep) You can relax, honey. This is going to be a really easy delivery... other than the part where I have to get stitches taken out & then put back in... which you should like cuz it's going to hurt like a bitch.
Eep (to Vincent): Yeah. Yeah. (to Poppy) I don't know what kinda jackass you think I am, but I'm not revelling in the fact that you're hurt, you know.
Vincent (to Poppy, Mouse & Eep): OK. We're off. Next stop: Charring Cross Hospital in the Tombs.
Poppy (to Eep): I know that, honey, you just often seem like you'd like to throttle me...
Eep(to Poppy): I kinda wanna throttle a lot of people.
Poppy (to Eep): So, what you're saying is I'm nobody special, honey? :-P It's alright, I can handle that. Honestly, I wasn't quite sure it was me you wanted to throttle or the electric mayhem, I mean, the PoppyBot.
Eep (to Poppy): Well, yeah. RoboPoppy and I had a...um... weird relationship. Though, to be fair, you don't seem to treat me much different.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh... well, I do like to tease you, I can't help it, your reactions are hysterical... but, I don't do it to be malicious. I wouldn't do it, if I thought it really upset you. If it really bothers you, I'll stop.
Eep (to Poppy): I don't really care. I've been friends with Vincent for WAY too long for that to bug me.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh okay, then. (to Vincent, Eep & Mouse) We're approaching New London airspace...
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh god, are you going to make me land?
Vincent (to Mouse): Yes... No, no. Not yet, but I probably will next time.
Mouse (to Vincent): You're very lucky that I'm steering this thing or I'd throttle you.
Poppy (to Vincent): It looks like we're receiving an incoming message for you from the hospital.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh? What's it say, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): It says avoid the hospital for the next few hours... There's some kind of inspection going on. Guards are everywhere. We may want to go do the delivery first, Vincent.
Vincent (to Poppy): Shit! I'd say so. I hope Dr. Thorne is going to be OK. I've never heard of an inspection in the Tombs.
Poppy (to Vincent): They've done it before... Usually, it means that they've gotten a tip about the hospital receiving something they shouldn't.
Vincent (to Poppy): Unfortunately, I know for a fact she has contraband.
Poppy (to Vincent): The hospital has some very good hiding places... I've been hidden in them before.
Vincent (to Poppy): You and me both, hun. Looks like we're headed to New London, kids.
Mouse (to Vincent): Ok, do you want to take over the piloting, little brother?
Vincent (to Mouse): Yeah. For right now, hun. How are you doing?
Mouse (to Vincent): I'm fine... Did I do okay?
Vincent (to Mouse): You did wonderful, hun.
Mouse (to Vincent): Is there something you want me to do while you bring us in, little brother?
Vincent (to Mouse): A back massage would be great.
Mouse (to Vincent): HAHAHA! Don't push your luck... I AM armed.
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. Duly noted.
Poppy (to Mouse): You did a great job, honey. When you get more comfortable with it, I'll show you some tricks that I know.
Mouse (to Poppy): Thanks Poppy, I would like that.
Poppy (to Mouse): Can you take over the scanner & radio for a minute? I need to go change my bandage. I won't be long.
Mouse (to Poppy): Oh sure, it looks pretty self-explanatory. (to Vincent) So, where are we landing?
Vincent (to Mouse): We're touching down in this vacant lot right... now! OK, I'll be back in half a tick, sweetie.
Mouse (to Eep): How are you holding up?
Eep (to Mouse): I'm alright. How was flying the ship?
Mouse (to Eep): It was fine, I was a little nervous at first, but I think I got the hang of it. Thankfully, Vincent didn't make me land.
Poppy (to Mouse & Eep): Either of you hungry? I brought snacks.
Mouse (to Poppy): Thank you, but I think I'm good for right now.
Eep (to Poppy): Nah. I'm alright. Thanks anyway.
Poppy (to Eep): Can you hand me that rolled up map that's in that cubby hole behind you?
Eep (to Poppy): Oh. Yeah. Sure. There's a couple here. You want the nautical, aerial or topographical one?
Poppy (to Eep): The aerial one, if you please.
Eep (to Poppy): Here you go. How's your arm doing?
Poppy (to Eep): Thank you, honey. It's throbbing a bit, but the only painkillers I have are really strong & I'd be out like a light. I'll deal with it. Thank you for checking on me, that's nice of you.
Eep (to Poppy): It's no big deal. Seems like it's bothering you. Stitches suck. I've got some ibuprofen in my bag if you want some.
Poppy (to Eep): Oh that would be great, honey. Yeah, I hate getting stitches.
Eep (to Poppy): Yeah. Tell me about it. Here you go.
Poppy (to Eep): Thank you. So, feel any better about the whole crossing over thing?
Eep (to Poppy): I don't know. I mean, this isn't quite as terrifying as I was imagining, but... I don't know. Look, I know I'm being paranoid and stupid, it's just... Well, if anything were to happen to Mouse--again--I'd...
Poppy (to Eep): It's okay, Eep, I understand. But, believe me, this place can be just as mind-numbingly boring as your world. And, nobody wants anything bad to happen to Mouse again or you, for that matter.
Eep (to Poppy): Heh. Well, no offense. But, my life in this world, or ours, hasn't exactly been boring.
An hour or so later:
Vincent (to Poppy, Mouse & Eep): Hiya, Scooby Gang! I'm back. I hope y'all didn't miss me too much.
Mouse (to Vincent): We couldn't contain ourselves, little brother.
Vincent (to Mouse): I'm sure. (to Poppy) Has there been any word from Dr. Thorne yet, Poppy?
Poppy (to Vincent): Yes, she says it's all clear, honey. The guards are leaving right now.
Eep (to Vincent): You said "y'all" again.
Vincent (to Eep): Yes. Yes. Yes. Tease me about it when we're home, kay? (to Poppy) Excellent! OK, let's get your arm fixed up and get home.
Poppy (to Vincent): Fine by me... We're receiving a transmission from a Captain Rackham marked private to you, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): Jack Rackham? Huh. I'll take it below, hun. Thanks... (to Eep, Poppy & Mouse) We gotta go, kids!
Mouse (to Vincent): Where to now?
Vincent (to Mouse): Home. I just got a tip that one of the orderlies at the hospital tipped off the Royal Guard. We have proper paperwork to be traveling thanks to Poppy, and supposedly I've got some kind of "favor" with the Empress, thanks to Ripper's stories, but I'm not sure how much I want to press my luck. (to Poppy) Hun, are you OK? Do you think you can last until tomorrow morning? You can see Dr. Addison in West Piedmont.
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh, well, than we should definitely head home.
Poppy (to Vincent): I'll be fine until tomorrow, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): If you're sure, honey. We'll get you some proper medical attention first thing. (to Eep) Check that chart to your left, Slim. There should be a portal around here someplace we can use to jump to our crossover point. (to Mouse & Poppy) Now might be a bad time to mention it, but Captain Jack was asking about the "two lovely ladies" in my company. Not even crewing for me for a day, and you two are already getting attention. :-P
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, we are terribly eye-catching, honey.
Mouse (to Vincent): I'm not sure if I should be flattered or concerned that a pirate captain thinks we're lovely.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Well, I can't argue with that.
Poppy (to Vincent): Are you going to need Mouse for the next twenty minutes, honey? I need her help with something.
Vincent (to Poppy): No, I should be fine, hun. I'll let you know if I need any help.
Poppy (to Vincent): Wonderful... we'll be back shortly. (Mouse) Can you please come with me?
Mouse (to Poppy): Sure... what do you need help with?
Poppy (to Mouse): I just needed some help shifting a couple of these boxes around & I'm a little useless with one arm... I also wanted to ask you a question... are you still planning on going to the reporter about Vincent's family?
Mouse (to Poppy): Yes, that's the plan.
Poppy (to Mouse): Ok good... then, I've got some stuff to add to Vincent's folder before you go to the press. I'll put it all in there when we get home... Alright, honey, you can go back up to the bridge.
Mouse (to Poppy): In case, I haven't mentioned it before, thank you for helping Vincent out with this stuff. It means a lot. (to Vincent) Ok, I'm back.
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh good. Did you know your husband is totes non-tolerable when you're not here?
Eep (to Vincent): Yeah. I'm the one who isn't tolerable. Fuck off, Dandy.
Mouse (to Eep & Vincent): Oh goody, this old song & dance... I will tie you both up & throw you in a closet if you don't stop bickering like an old married couple.
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. Hun, that doesn't sound like a threat to me. :-P Calm down. We're not really fighting. Eep just gets saucy when he has to take orders.
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): Is this what you guys did the whole time you were looking for me? Because if it is, I'm surprised you found me.
Eep (to Mouse): Uhhh...
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. Yep. Pretty much.
Mouse (to Eep & Vincent): Heehee, I love you both, anyway.
Vincent (to Mouse): Well, we ARE terribly lovable. (to Eep, Mouse & Poppy) We're coming up on the crossover point now, gang. We'll be docked in a few, and then we can head home.
Poppy (to Vincent): That is very good news.
Twenty minutes later:
Vincent (to Mouse, Eep & Poppy): Let's head home, kids.
Mouse (to Vincent): Thank you for the flying lesson, little brother. Now, if you'll excuse us, Eep & I have some unfinished business to take care of... I love you. Now, go get some rest.
Poppy (to Mouse, Vincent & Eep): Oh my...
Vincent (to Poppy): You took the words right out of my mouth, hun. Shall we get home?
Poppy (to Vincent): Yes please. I think we're all going to sleep well tonight, though some better than others. ;-)
