CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
We sped to Victoria Horsetrainer's cabin. Dr Dave knocked the door once then kicked it down. I was going to ask him why he ever bothered knocking, but he seemed to be in a hurry. Inside we found Horsetrainer and Napier sitting beside each other playing Tetris on two linked Gameboys. They did not look surprised to see us.
"So we come to it at last," said Horsetrainer.
"The reckoning," said Naiper, overly-dramatically.
"I know you have the anti-aging soap," said Dr Dave.
"That soap will lead to genocide against horses and humans with horse faces!" said Horsetrainer.
"Theft is still theft!" said Dr Dave, firmly.
"I never stole it!" said Napier. "Ha! That's flumoxed you!"
"You probably lying, THIEF!" I said, boldly.
"He isn't lying," said Dr Dave. "For there is honour amongst theifs. They follow a strict code. They never lie about stealing anti-aging soap."
"Exactly," said Naiper, smugly.
"Well, it seems your business here is DONE!" said Horestrainer.
"No," said Dr Dave. "Because it wasn't Napier who stole the soap. It was...YOUR TRAINED PONY."
Everyone gasped, including me. The pony walked into the room, holding the soap in its mouth. Dr Dave took it from him.
"That was very polite of the pony," I observed.
"FINE," said Horsetrainer, fuming with anger. "You've got me! I hired Napier as a distraction so that nobody would know it was my specially trained pony who REALLY stole the soap. Arrest me, then!"
"Or I could do this," said Dr Dave. And he marched to the bathroom and flushed the soap down the toilet.
"I hope it doesn't clog the plumbing!" I said.
"Why?" asked Horsetrainer.
"Because you were right," said Dr Dave. "This soap is too dangerous to be allowed to exist. Now I will forget what you did and what your pony did as long as you don't tell anyone that I destroyed the soap.
"DEAL!" she said. Then went back to Tetris. Dr Dave and I left.
"Well, that about wraps things up," said Dr Dave. "Slightly earlier than I was expecting. Seems like there should be another thing happening, really..."
"You talked a robot to death! Arrested two pop twins! Met a pony that's a traine thief! I think that's enough adventures for one day! I'm going back to the room," I said.
"I'm going to smoke my pipe with a man," said Dr Dave, nodding. He walked away. I went into our cabin. I shut the door, then noticed someone was lying on my bunk.
"Bonjour!" said the Busty Maid. What did she want!
"What do you want!" I said.
"Haven't you been able to tell that I'm coming onto you?" she asked.
"No!" I said. "I'm hopeless at stuff like that!" She really was very attractive.
"Come and join me on the bottom bunk," she said. I walked towards her, nervous.
"So...are you French or not?" I asked.
"You can find out if I kiss like a French person..." she said. I leaned towards her...and she pulled a knife out from her cleavage.
"What!" I said.
"Time to die, Wackson!" she said in an AMERICAN accent.
"You really are a trained assassin posing as a busty maid!" I said.
"Oui!" she said, and stabbed at me.
TO BE CONCLUDED
"So we come to it at last," said Horsetrainer.
"The reckoning," said Naiper, overly-dramatically.
"I know you have the anti-aging soap," said Dr Dave.
"That soap will lead to genocide against horses and humans with horse faces!" said Horsetrainer.
"Theft is still theft!" said Dr Dave, firmly.
"I never stole it!" said Napier. "Ha! That's flumoxed you!"
"You probably lying, THIEF!" I said, boldly.
"He isn't lying," said Dr Dave. "For there is honour amongst theifs. They follow a strict code. They never lie about stealing anti-aging soap."
"Exactly," said Naiper, smugly.
"Well, it seems your business here is DONE!" said Horestrainer.
"No," said Dr Dave. "Because it wasn't Napier who stole the soap. It was...YOUR TRAINED PONY."
Everyone gasped, including me. The pony walked into the room, holding the soap in its mouth. Dr Dave took it from him.
"That was very polite of the pony," I observed.
"FINE," said Horsetrainer, fuming with anger. "You've got me! I hired Napier as a distraction so that nobody would know it was my specially trained pony who REALLY stole the soap. Arrest me, then!"
"Or I could do this," said Dr Dave. And he marched to the bathroom and flushed the soap down the toilet.
"I hope it doesn't clog the plumbing!" I said.
"Why?" asked Horsetrainer.
"Because you were right," said Dr Dave. "This soap is too dangerous to be allowed to exist. Now I will forget what you did and what your pony did as long as you don't tell anyone that I destroyed the soap.
"DEAL!" she said. Then went back to Tetris. Dr Dave and I left.
"Well, that about wraps things up," said Dr Dave. "Slightly earlier than I was expecting. Seems like there should be another thing happening, really..."
"You talked a robot to death! Arrested two pop twins! Met a pony that's a traine thief! I think that's enough adventures for one day! I'm going back to the room," I said.
"I'm going to smoke my pipe with a man," said Dr Dave, nodding. He walked away. I went into our cabin. I shut the door, then noticed someone was lying on my bunk.
"Bonjour!" said the Busty Maid. What did she want!
"What do you want!" I said.
"Haven't you been able to tell that I'm coming onto you?" she asked.
"No!" I said. "I'm hopeless at stuff like that!" She really was very attractive.
"Come and join me on the bottom bunk," she said. I walked towards her, nervous.
"So...are you French or not?" I asked.
"You can find out if I kiss like a French person..." she said. I leaned towards her...and she pulled a knife out from her cleavage.
"What!" I said.
"Time to die, Wackson!" she said in an AMERICAN accent.
"You really are a trained assassin posing as a busty maid!" I said.
"Oui!" she said, and stabbed at me.
TO BE CONCLUDED
