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| Is Chris awesome? |
| YES! DUH DUDE! |
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| Yes. Again..DUH. |
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 Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 9:18 pm
"Ah know man! That's what ah keep tryin to tell yew!" This wasn't going far, but then those magic words came up.
Well now, this could be fun. A malicious grin appeared on his muzzle before Chef spoke. "Chris-man," he said slowly, "Ah know who was here last and might've taken him. But... Don't yew wanna go rescue 'im yoself?" He latched onto his idea and went with it. "Ah mean, think about it -- yew'd get Fluffy to trust yew more, and then he'd never get chianapped again! Yew'd be a hero man! But," he cautioned, holding up a paw, "Yew can't go right now, man. Jus' let'em think they, heh heh, got away... an' in the meantime, things'll become clearer."
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 9:25 pm
 "But...but...!"
Aw damnit he was right. Not that Fluffy didn't already trust him (they'd gone through LOTS together!....Chris just couldn't remember -what- at the moment), but saving him would be good! He liked his happy little friend, yeshedid.
"But I miss him nowwww...."
The host sat up, ears drooping and eyes threatening to fill with tears at any moment.
"And..and they might HURT him or...paint him polkadotted."
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Well Chris seemed to think it was a scary thought.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 9:30 pm
"Yeah, will mopin' aroudn isn't gonna bring him back," Chef replied, straightening up and folding his arms across his chest. "Yew need to jus' trust that he'll be all right an' wait a bit longer, man. On mah orders, yo."
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 9:35 pm
One good thing about the host's current state? He....well he seemed to be in prime condition to take orders. Not...that he could do anything very -well- at the moment. But as soon as Chef told him what to do he seemed to straighten up.
Though...well he still didn't look -too- happy. But if you just lost your best friend, would you?
"Okay Chefersonmandudething...as...as long as you promise we'll get him back! He's my buddy!"
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 9:47 pm
Chef slowly nodded in agreement, then wondered what that made him. If Fluffy was his buddy, then... what did that make Chef? Bringer of chickenfingers? Maybe.
Eh, it worked.
"We will, man. Even with the choppa if yew want to, somehow." He added, hoping that would brighten his mood.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 9:50 pm
At the moment...yes? Overall? Bestestbestbestbuddy / co-terrorist of camp hehehehe!
"The whirlyblademoveything? Alright dude!"
Chris' tail wagged a bit at that...and then he was up on his paws and stumbling off again.
Oh -s**t-.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 9:53 pm
Was he in front of the door? No? Ohshit! Chef abandoned his pose and fled back towards the door, using his size to guard it in case Chris wanted to head out of it. Distraction, distrac- ah. "Hey man, yew gonna eat more chicken fingers?" He asked, adding, "'cause ah'm startin' to get a bit hungry... why dun you watch a movie or somethin'?"
Chef forgot to check to make sure the TV worked. Oops.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 9:58 pm
The host stopped, blinking for a moment.
"...OKAY! Wanna watch one wif me dude?"
His tail started wagging furiously, a grin growing on his maw.
"We can eat chicken fingersss whicharesupertastybytheway, and watch a movie! I have the perfect one. Prison flick dude, has an awesome guy in it..a guy with a face. Yeah!"
Without really waiting for an answer, Chris wandered his way over to his TVs. It was a few confused moments before he spoke up again.
"Duuuuuude...a blank screen is reaaaaally boring to watch....."
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:05 pm
Whew! Crisis averted, the helicopter was safe. With Chris distracted, Chef slowly locked the door. In Chris' befuddled state, he prayed that the host would be too confused to figure out how to open the door if he beat him to it. 'cause honestly? Chef didn't even want to know what havoc he'd wreck on the camp, nor did he want any camper getting it in their heads to kidnap him. That's just terrible.
But... seriously? A prison flick? Maaaan. He didn't wanna be here at all.
With a sigh, he trudged over to the TV to take a look. "Yew just, um, go sit on the couch an' eat th'chicken fingers while I fix this, man."
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:11 pm
Good news! Chris listened, got the chicken tenders, and flopped on the couch to eat them.
Bad news...if Chef didn't hurry he'd miss out on eating one. But at least Chris had more?
GOOD NEWS! With as confused as Chris was he probably wouldn't notice if his buddy put in a different movie.
...Bad news. Chef was totally going to end up with a snoozing Chris across his lap.
Settling down with the plate of deliciousness, Chris gnawed on a chicken tender. Mmmm, at least he still had his military jacket on. It was all nice and warm and cozy...and neat looking! Yeah! He could totally be in the military. Blowing up s**t. And Audio! BOOM. Heehehehhee!
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:20 pm
Chef connected the right wires and turned the DVD player off before realizing it was already on. He fixed this, took out the DVD (Saw? Man, better not put that back in. Might give'im nightmares and guess who'd get to stay up to make sure Jigsaw doesn't come after 'im?), and hunted for another one.
...He ended up grabbing another DVD, putting it in, starting, then flopping on the couch before claiming his one and only chickenfinger. Eh, it was something at least. "Anything else man?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:32 pm
Chef would return to the couch where Chris was currently wiggling out of his jacket.
OH s**t. WHY THE HELL WAS CHRIS STRIP---
Oh. ...Oh. Jacket (and only the jacket) off, the host happily settled against his friend. Big arm as a pillow, awesome jacket as a blanket. His tummy was full of yummy chicken fingers and.......well damnit if Fluffy was here it'd be perfect but...but....mmrph, couldn't think about that now.
...Hey at least he -left- Chef a chicken finger.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:36 pm
Oh what the -- oh. Oooh, okay, everything was okay. For now. Chef flicked his ears back in annoyance when Chris claimed his arm. Great, he could expect to lose feeling in that limb sometime soon.
On the flip side, at least the host had settled down. Or maybe he stopped fighting the drug. What did he put in it? Chef made a mental note to get his paws on the rest of the stuff.
I mean, if it did that to Chris... What would it do to the campers? Heh heh heh.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:40 pm
Lethal Weapon 2 was playing in the background. It wasn't the movie Chris had originally suggested, but he didn't seem to mind.
Apparently those darts had been a pretty dangerous mixture of things meant to make one sleepy, confused, and downright -stupid- acting. The darts that had been used against Chris -were- meant to be tested on interns first. Damn campers raiding his stuff!
But he was settled down, and seemingly content. Eyes drooping, Chris yawned before snuggling further against said pillow-arm. Yeahhh..don't expect to be getting that back anytime soon Chef-man.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 10:43 pm
Chef grumped. Looks like he was going to be stuck for the night. He had the feeling if he moved, Chris would wake back up into his delusional state... and the chase and effort to keep Chris away from the helicopter would start right back up.
He ignored Chris and concentrated on the movie. But... he couldn't resist softly patting Chris on the head.
It was totally a guy thing.
Honestly.
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>8(
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