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Miscellaneous Street - The Soap Opera

Daniel can no longer feel his hands or feet. A few customers are huddled around the stove for what little heat it's putting out. A few others are cuddled up on the floor, sharing body heat. Soda sits on Jenee's lap, under the bed covers she brought downstairs. They seem quite comfortable. Jenee is helping Soda win the Scrabble game.

"CHEATING" Daniel puts down, getting a double word score.

Suddenly, there is a loud splat against the door. Has someone dug their way in? Who could it be? Is it help?

Amidst the whiteness of the snow, two large brown orbs smoosh against the glass. It's naked Whoopie!:eek:
 
For the first time this winter, Hippy Lady has removed her sandles and donned some hand-knit socks and boots. Thank heavens for the open fireplace, a large supply of logs and a large number of children, who are huddling together and staying relatively warm. She's a bit concerned about Crazy Cat Lady as she's the only human in that house, but with so many kitties, especially a few oversized ones, she should be fine. Still, she may send two of the older children over to CCL's house in a minute to make sure she's OK. After all, it's quiet and peaceful outside, with no demon elves or scary Whoopis...isn't it?

She wonders if lentil nut loafs are any good roasted on an open fire.
 
Miss Chicken has used the blue box to transport the Crazy Cat Lady and all of her kitties to the most beautiful beach in the Universe. Not only is it beautiful it is on a planet so remote that no other intelligent lifeforms have found it yet. The local wildlife is tame and delicious.
 
*Ice climbs out of a second story window in the coffee shop and trudges toward a particular spot in the forrest.*

The snow is nice, but it looks like I need to get out the snowblower and I cannot even see the shed. Time for another plan...

*opens up the blue box and teleports himself and it to Aruba.*
 
The Crazy Cat Lady returns to her house to get some provisions to take back to the world she and her kitties are holidaying on.

She looks out the window onto her neighbourhood. In the distance she sees a huge plume of smoke and at first she thinks that someone has started a big bonfire to keep themselves warm. Then the CCL realises exactly what the smoke is.

She shouts a warning which she isn't sure anyone will hear.

"THE VOLCANO IS ERUPTING" and she runs back in the blue box and takes off.
 
Naked Whoopi crashes through the door to the coffee shop. Everyone backs up against the far wall.

Suddenly, there's a faint volcano-like rumbling in the distance, interrupting Whoopie's advance. Her multidimensional sixth sense tipping her off to what's about to happen, Whoopie turns and runs back out into the snow.

In the coffee shop, everyone's looking at each other wondering if this volcano rumbling is the last thing they'll ever hear.

Daniel abandons the Scrabble game, holds Jenee and Soda tight, and tries really hard to figure out what the Sweedish owners of the coffee shop from the alternate timeline where Jenee died must have done to prevent the upcoming catastrophe from coming to fruition in their reality...
 
As she's running naked through the snow, Whoopi is struck in the face by a bundle of something. She unwraps it to find a jogging suit. She hears somebody yell "Put this on! Please! For all that's HOLY! Just put it ON!" Whoever threw the bundle at her is not telling.... :shifty:

In a completely unrelated incident, MLB runs up the side of the volcano and promptly vomits into it.
 
Climbing out of the access hatch on the roof of the Bookstore, RJD pushes aside snow and sees a plume of smoke and ash coming from the volcano. This is it! This is the moment he had prepared for by keeping those six evil Hephaestean elves in suspended animation all these years!

Unfortunately, they've all been killed, eaten and exorcised.

With a sigh, he heads back to the book cellar.
 
Hippy Lady lights some incense and, as usual, doesn't have a clue what's going on.

Sometimes, Happy Brownies are a good thing.

Lalalalalaaaaa...
 
Jenee notices the temperature slowly beginning to rise, then picking up steam (so to speak). She unwraps herself from Daniel, Soda and the blanket and goes to the window to look out ...

"oh. great."
 
Utterly failing to think of a way out of this crisis, Daniel decided to face fate head-on. Leaving Soda with Jenee, he climbs upstairs and scrambles up onto the roof. Looking toward the volcano (and wondering whether it will erupt or explode), he thrusts his arms skyward, like Malcolm McDowell awaiting the Nexus, and waits for the end...
 
Oh, great

*Ice hurriedly makes a phone call*

Yes, I need it now.


No, tomorrow won't do. It has to be right now.


Yeah, yeah, yeah...the usual place. Got it.


*An hour or so later, 5 helicopters fly overhead and drop 50,000 pounds of concrete into the gaping maw of the volcano, sealing it. It may be permanent, or it may e temporary. The ground continues to shake and shudder. Meanwhile, Ice puts $50,000 in a Gucci briefcase*
 
The Crazy Cat Lady, Miss Chicken and all the other kitties have been celebrating Christmas on Beach Planet and have been totally oblivious to anything that has been happening in Miscellaneous Street and its surrounds.

She pops back for a moment and is pleased to see that the volcano has been plugged and her home is safe.
 
Daniel lowers his cramped arms, somewhat disappointed that all his dramatic posing was for nothing. He climbs inside and wanders downstairs for some much-needed tea.

While the kettle boils, Daniel sees the calendar - Dec 27. Somehow Christmas came and went while he was on the roof. He decides that, should anyone ask, he'll bluff his way through this and pretend there was no weird timeslip.

"Christmas, Soda? That's a year away, silly!"
 
*Clicks light switch, room lights up*

Nope, it's all good now. Most of the snow's melted, too. No sign of Whoopi Goldberg.

I guess we should start taking down the Xmas decorations.
 
Ok, then. BTW, you were wonderful last night.

...

Don't be silly, Soda, DaddyDaniel wasn't on the roof for two days ...
 
For once, Hippy Lady isn't the only one who lost a few days in a blacked-out haze. That in itself is a Christmas Miracle.

Leftover lentil loaf, anyone?
 
Having memorized the proper spells from The Ancient Scrolls Of Hephaestus (King James Version) and obtained the original wrought-iron walking stick of Hephaestus at great cost to himself (Fed Ex overnight), RJD donned a gas mask and climbed the side of the volcano and then descended, sweating, into the depths of the caldera, carefully avoiding dangerous flows of magma.

He was quite surprised when 50,000 pounds of concrete poured from the sky and sealed the mouth of the volcano.

Grumbling, he cast the spells anyway and then began feeling around in the darkness for a tunnel out.
 
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