The Crazy Cat Lady arrives back hoping to celebrate the New Year with her neighbours but finds the neighbourhood strangely deserted. Are they neighbours hiding from her or is something foul afoot.
Miscellaneous Street - The Soap Opera
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After five days of stumbling blindly through a maze of ancient lava tubes, RJD staggers out into the sunshine in the hills just beyond Miscellaneous Street, half-mad with starvation and thirst.
He makes a bee line for the Deli, where he bursts in, hoarsely shouting, "Iced Tea! Pastrami! And a bag of chips! Do you have the Salt & Pepper kind?! I really like those. But especially Iced Tea!"
He makes a bee line for the Deli, where he bursts in, hoarsely shouting, "Iced Tea! Pastrami! And a bag of chips! Do you have the Salt & Pepper kind?! I really like those. But especially Iced Tea!"
Daniel went to Kirsten's clinic, but there was nobody there.
He wandered back to the coffee shop, through oddly-deserted and silent streets. Where is everyone?
Back in the coffee shop, there's no sign of Jenee or Soda. Or customers. Or anything. Or anyone. Daniel is starting to feel like Will Smith in I Am Legend, only white and nerdy.
Wandering down the silent, empty streets now, Daniel is doing the only thing he can think of - yelling:
"JEN-EEEEE!!! SO-DAAAAAAH!! WHERE ARE YOOOOU?!?!"
He wandered back to the coffee shop, through oddly-deserted and silent streets. Where is everyone?
Back in the coffee shop, there's no sign of Jenee or Soda. Or customers. Or anything. Or anyone. Daniel is starting to feel like Will Smith in I Am Legend, only white and nerdy.
Wandering down the silent, empty streets now, Daniel is doing the only thing he can think of - yelling:
"JEN-EEEEE!!! SO-DAAAAAAH!! WHERE ARE YOOOOU?!?!"
MLB also yells out a greeting to Soda, very glad that the child is safe after falling off the roof and landing on him.
Although Soda appears confused as to why MLB insists on calling him "Pop". Must be a regional thing.
Although Soda appears confused as to why MLB insists on calling him "Pop". Must be a regional thing.
"HI SODA!!!!" Daniel yells from the street.
(Who is that really, Jenee?)
That's the real six year old. Today he's making me put together a 1000 piece lego set.
Tomorrow, we'll start on the Atlantis Portal - another 1000 pieces.
I loved Lego at that age. I had a few big Lego spaceships (space police, ice planet people, space pirates), and I thought they were awesome - except I never had the patience to actually build any of them. I'd spend ages nagging Mum and Sis to help me, then after ten minutes of sifting through the box for pieces I'd give up and leave them to it. It gets worse...
When they were done, I'd run around and play with the big ships for a few hours. Unfortunately, I'd then decide it was time for a huge, explosive finale - I'd go to the top of the stairs and throw them down. Crash!
A few days later (of hurt feet after treading on missed Legos in the hallway), I'd start nagging Mum and Sis for help building them again. After the next crash they stopped helping...
It's amazing they put up with me.
With no sign of Captain Ice around, RJD helps himself to several cans of Iced Tea and makes himself a pastrami sandwich. No salt & pepper chips are there, so he has barbecued instead. He can feel the levels of vital nutrients in his blood begin to rise.
Outside, he hears Daniel and Jenee talking as if they have other lives somewhere. Suddenly, he has an odd feeling that this world is just a fiction, the people just actors and that nothing is real.
Nah, must be just the starvation. Better have another sandwich.
Outside, he hears Daniel and Jenee talking as if they have other lives somewhere. Suddenly, he has an odd feeling that this world is just a fiction, the people just actors and that nothing is real.
Nah, must be just the starvation. Better have another sandwich.
Ooh, Lego! Hippy Lady loves Lego. Not only did her 12-year-old son get a few sets for Christmas; that same son bought her a set, too. Hippy Lady is thrilled with it and must show it off. Now, where's the camera? Oh, yes...
Hippy Lady makes a note to remember to get the "family" camera from her daughter, who is under the delusion that the camera is hers and hers only, and keeps it in her room. Hippy Lady knows better than to attempt to retrieve anything from the bedroom of a 13-year-old girl. No matter how the crystals are aligned or how many Happy Incense Sticks are burned, there is no guarantee of a safe exit from that bedroom.
(Seriously, the sheer amount of crap my daughter crams into a bedroom measuring 6' by 7.5' defies the laws of physics)
Hmm, RJ is looking a wee bit parched and scorched. Would he like to come over for some elderflower cordial and home-made flapjacks?
Hippy Lady makes a note to remember to get the "family" camera from her daughter, who is under the delusion that the camera is hers and hers only, and keeps it in her room. Hippy Lady knows better than to attempt to retrieve anything from the bedroom of a 13-year-old girl. No matter how the crystals are aligned or how many Happy Incense Sticks are burned, there is no guarantee of a safe exit from that bedroom.
(Seriously, the sheer amount of crap my daughter crams into a bedroom measuring 6' by 7.5' defies the laws of physics)
Hmm, RJ is looking a wee bit parched and scorched. Would he like to come over for some elderflower cordial and home-made flapjacks?
My six year old doesn't have the patience to put the space ships together, either. It's a good thing his father and I love to put legos together or he'd be in the same position Daniel was.
Hippie Lady, I know exactly what you mean about the teen's room and the mess - it's the same way with teen boys.
RJ, come on over, I'm brewing some coffee and Daniel has some muffins or pastries or some other breakfast bread in the oven - maybe all three.
Hippie Lady, I know exactly what you mean about the teen's room and the mess - it's the same way with teen boys.
RJ, come on over, I'm brewing some coffee and Daniel has some muffins or pastries or some other breakfast bread in the oven - maybe all three.
Unfortunately, some legos got in the oven, melted and ruined everything.
Including the oven.
I'll be at the supermarket getting some Emergency Bread for sandwiches.
Including the oven.
I'll be at the supermarket getting some Emergency Bread for sandwiches.
Daniel returns from the supermarket and starts making sandwiches for disgruntled customers.
He notices RJ indecisively standing in the street, as if torn between going in the coffee shop and Hippy Lady's. Which way will he go?
(*munches sandwich*)
He notices RJ indecisively standing in the street, as if torn between going in the coffee shop and Hippy Lady's. Which way will he go?
(*munches sandwich*)
Kirsten to the Street, wondering what has been happening in her absence. Noticing that the deli is opening, she goes in to buy something and see if Daniel knows what is going on.
Are there any specials today Daniel?
Are there any specials today Daniel?
MLB loves flapjacks, and loves Hippy Lady 
, so he would really and logically love Hippy Lady's flapjacks. He hopes she will at least let him eat them with syrup and butter. The preceding sentences contain absolutely NO innuendo, by the way.
*pushes RJ in the direction of the coffee shop*
*knocks on Hippy Lady's door*
, so he would really and logically love Hippy Lady's flapjacks. He hopes she will at least let him eat them with syrup and butter. The preceding sentences contain absolutely NO innuendo, by the way. *pushes RJ in the direction of the coffee shop*
*knocks on Hippy Lady's door*
* Finding himself propelled toward the coffee shop, RJD waves in the direction of Hippy Lady. "I'll be over for those elderflower cordial and home-made flapjacks in a few minutes."
*Ice walks into his deli, turns on the lights, and finds that the guys have a tied up RJD aitting under a lone, bare bulb in the corner*
"Did he see anything, guys?" Ice shouts over the din of a sharpening stone being run over a blade
"No" comes the shouted answer.
"Let him go, guys"
6' x 7.5' - Damn, bedrooms are small over there. My queen size mattress wouldn't even fit flat between the walls in there. Shit. I wouldn't fit laying across the width of the room....
*wonders why the hell kirsten is standing in the doorway of the deli, but yelling at the coffee shop door*???