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Neal, still smug from his triumph over that annoying teacher the other day, wasn't paying very much attention to where he was going as he came into his office today. Busily texting Peter, he didn't even look up until he found himself face-to-face with a solid wall of rubber chickens.

Yes. His office was completely full of rubber chickens.

Neal just stood there for a moment, stunned. Then he called Kenzi.

[[Rubber chicken wall courtesy of Madrox, and modded with permission! Open office hours, for sure.]]

Date: 2011-10-07 07:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Bart was there a few seconds after he opened his office door. He poked his head around the side of the door and knocked on it.

"Um. Hi." He either didn't see the wall of rubber chickens or didn't seem to find a problem with it.

"Do you have a sec? I have a question."

Date: 2011-10-07 07:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Bart walked around the door, kicking a couple of rubber chickens out of the way.

"So... You're having us do all sorts of stuff which seems kinda... not good. I mean, Kenzi tried to explain it a little while ago, but, see..."

He was trying to explain this without giving away his secret identity to *another* person. "How can I be a good guy if you're teaching me all this bad guy stuff like stealing and cheating?"

Date: 2011-10-07 10:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"But..." He had to think about that one.

"If we lie to do good things, doesn't that make us almost as bad as the bad guys?"

Deep philosophical questions from Bart Allen. That wasn't going to happen every day.

[OOC: I might be on SP for a few hours due to family stuff.]

Date: 2011-10-08 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Oh." Bart blinked.

"Okay. I guess."

Well, that was easy.

Date: 2011-10-07 08:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Bart." Kenzi was looking from him, to the chickens. And starting to have an evil (but for the sake of good! The sake of GOOD!) plan.

"Got a minute, dude?"

Date: 2011-10-07 10:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
He turned when he heard the familiar voice. He was a little surprised, having just noticed the wall of rubber chickens. He spun a bit too fast and wobbled a bit.

"Oh. Hi Kenzi. What's up?"

[OOC: As I said above, I may be on SP for a few hours due to family stuff.]
From: [identity profile]
Kenzi beckoned him closer so she could whisper to him without Mr. Caffrey or any roving squirrels overhearing. She'd give them rum later.

"We need to get these out of Mr. Caffrey's office, and put other places. I don't want Mr. Madrox to know yet or he'll just put them back right away. Think you can help me be sneaky getting rid of them?"

[no problems at all!]
Edited Date: 2011-10-07 10:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I can try to be sneaky, but it's easier if I'm just fast. No one can see me if I run fast enough." He was proud of this fact.

"Where should I take them?"

He trusted Kenzi. He probably shouldn't. But he did.
From: [identity profile]
"Yes!" Kenzi punched the air, and then said, "Okay. The ballpit on the Sixth Floor. Annnd the butter-art installation. And some in the trees? I'm going to grab a few boxes and talk to someone in a pedi-cab so I can take them around. Anywhere, really! Make it look good." She cocked her head. "Meet me at the Causeway, we can put some there!"
From: [identity profile]
"So... you just want me to spread them around the school and the island and stuff?" He thought about it for a second.

Then he nodded and grabbed a handful of them. "I can do that"

Then he was gone.

Date: 2011-10-07 08:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Kenzi had grabbed two coffees from the Perk, and nearly dropped them when she saw what was in Neal's office. "Whooooooa."

Date: 2011-10-07 08:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"This. Is. ... Awe-inspiring." Kenzi was staring with truly staggered appreciation. "Where did they get...? Who would? Wow."

Date: 2011-10-07 08:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"We could call Bo. See if she has tape or something, to find out who." But that would still leave them with the Explosion of Rubber Chickens. "Maaaan. That must've taken hours."

Date: 2011-10-07 08:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Three dollars each," Kenzi said, looking up from her iPod, 'cause the same question occurred to her. "Although, I'd guess there's a discount for bulk, but... wow. Somebody spent a thousand dollars at least. Or stole a few hundred chickens. Which, that'd be even more work." You had to admire the craftmanship of the prank! You had to!

Date: 2011-10-07 08:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Kenzi cracked up. "Ahahahahah... Ulp. I mean. That's. So annoying! Wrong! And annoying." Heeee. "But yes. Mr. Madrox could totally have done this."

Date: 2011-10-07 08:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"More than one card? Or he's got his numbers memorized. Or you know. The easy way." If you were multiple-clone person, then Kenzi guessed theft would be even easier. "... should I get a forklift?"

LET KENZI HAVE A FORKLIFT, MR. CAFFREY, Kenzi tried to beam into his brain by telepathy.

Date: 2011-10-07 08:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Then this might take a while," Kenzi said, consideringly. "Definitely a job for the janitor. But. I might have a few ideas." She grinned. "Isn't it a good thing it's a Friday?"

Date: 2011-10-07 10:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Kenzi turned and took a photo to send to Agent Burke. And happily sipped her coffee.


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