MSN Hotmail - Messagegnaude_@hotmail.com MSN Home | Search | Hotmail | MSN Messenger | Personals | Weather Web Search: Hotmail Today Mail Contacts Options | Help gnaude_@hotmail.com Free Newsletters | MSN Featured Offers Reply| Reply All| Forward| Delete| Block| Junk | Put in Folder | Print View| Save Address Inbox Sent Messages Drafts Trash Can Recieved M... Report Junk E-Mail Report and Block Sender From : Warheart Reply-To : rr-fanfic@yahoogroups.com Sent : 21 March 2004 10:15:42 To : rr-fanfic@yahoogroups.com Subject : [rr-fanfic] RM-01 Daring Expectations - Act III: Chapters 07, 08, 09 |||Inbox Trademarked Feature Characters are used here without the permission of their original creators. Blue Star Comics nor Warheart makes any challenge over the copyrights of the Featured Characters who appear in this series. This story setting was created for entertainment purposes only. If you are a fan of Colleen, you may not wish to continue reading this series. In fact, it is best suggested that you stop reading immediately. All Rights Are Reserved (2004). Chapter 07 Hunter wow'ed. "So Team Millennium are the Road Rovers' backup team? Cool!" Exile grinned, sipping on some hot tea. "And to think that the Master did all this without our knowing about it. He is plenty good Master." Hunter hummed. "I am worried about what Rob will think when he finds out that his Millennium buddies aren't 100% animals, like we are. I'd hate to see the kid cry." Colleen entered the rec lounge. "Rob crying is -not- something I ever want to see again. We just have to get revenge on Parvo. We just got to." Hunter hugged Colleen. "Calm down, Colleen. What's the word from the med labs?" Colleen took a breath and released it. Then she proceeded to tell Hunter and Exile what the doctor had told her. "I was so touched by the news that I started feeling like the villain. And Rob really likes Blitz. Rob will be devastated if the only Rover who returned a letter to him gets put out of action." Exile and Hunter sighed, looking to the floor. Exile exclaimed, "The times I called him weird boy, all because he likes biting tushies. I'll never forgive myself if he loses what memories of us that he has." Colleen nodded her head. "Exactly! That's why we have to put some pay- back on Parvo for what he's done to Blitz." Colleen then whispered into Exile's ear. "Besides, if we lose Blitz, who are we going to make fun of?" Exile lifted his head and made eye-contact with Colleen. "You are right, comrade! We have to take action! What do we do, exactly?" Colleen grinned. "Parvo has a tank and missiles, so that's what we need too. A Rover Tank and Rover Missiles. And we'll paint Blitz's likeness on the nose-cones of the missiles!" Exile was also grinning! "Maybe even program the Blitz Missiles to home in on Parvo's tushy, too?" Colleen and Exile high-fived each other and started off. Hunter hummed silently. {I need to spend some personal time with Blitz. That's what a team leader would do. Besides, I am super loyal and a super friend.} Hunter headed off towards the medical labs, chewing on his favorite tennis ball. By now, Blitz had been moved off into a private recovery room. Rob was seated next to Blitz, still holding Blitz's paw. Hunter walked in and sat on Blitz's other side, and took Blitz's other paw in his own paw. A leader's vigil to his fallen teammate. {You have to make it.} Chapter 08 "Raw rurah, ruh ruh rah, rurah! Raw Raw, ru rah rah, ru raw, ruh ruh ruh!" Animax and a few of the other anisapiens watched Shag prepare a dinner in the kitchen. Animax muttered, "How do the Rovers ever know what he's saying?" A dalmation anisapien replied, "They likely have more practice, sir." Animax nodded his head. A few of the Millennium anisapiens were walking along a corridor, when suddenly, they saw Muzzle bouncing along in his cart. The rottweiler bounced around the moose and tazmanian wolf, then bounced off down another corridor. The two anisapiens released a sigh of relief. Colleen and Exile worked enthusiastically on the new Rover Tank and Blitz Missiles. Muzzle bounced into their area, and they smiled and waved at the rottweiler. Exile said, "Hunter is in the med labs, comrade!" Muzzle tilted his head, then bounced off into the corridors again. Colleen stopped working for a second. "Who put Muzzle back into his cart?" Exile lifted his head from the paint job he had been doing. "I don't know." Colleen shrugged her shoulders, and resumed wielding on the Rover Tank. Hunter was asleep in his chair. Rob was holding Blitz's paw, petting it. Muzzle bounced into the room, and whined a little. Hunter awoke with a start, and smiled, reaching out and scratching the top of the rottweiler's head. Muzzle let out an appreciative groan and bounced off in search of Shag. Hunter smiled, then glanced to Blitz and Rob. "You really like Blitz, don't you?" Rob nodded his head. "He sent me an autographed picture of himself and the Rovers. No one else responded to my letters." Hunter smiled and reached over to pet Rob's head. "We Rovers get an awful lot of fan mail, Rob. Its almost impossible to answer all of it, so we take turns sorting through all the fan mail, and replying to what we have gotten. And most of the fan mail requests a certain Rover, and sad to say, Blitz rarely gets any personal fan mail. I know he'd feel special knowing that he has a fan friend who really cares about him. He's lucky to have you, Rob." Just then, Blitz muttered, "Yah, I am lucky." Blitz's eyes were open once again. "Why am I in a hospital bed?" Hunter and Rob both smiled and hugged Blitz warmly. Blitz seemed surprised, and replied, "Hey! Why am I so popular all of a sudden?" He murred. "What the heck! Group hug!" Chapter 09 After Hunter finished explaining what the troop's reaction to hearing that Blitz might have memory damage in his head, Blitz sat there very quietly. His expression was pretty blank. Hunter was starting to fear that the explanation had caused Blitz to have a relapse. Rob petted Blitz's paw, having never released it. Blitz was oblivious to the petting. He had zoned completely out. Hunter called for the doctors, and they arrived and started examining Blitz once again. The equisapien doctor finally said, "Your friend is in a deep tramatized shock. The only thing we can do is let him rest and come out of it. And I mean, let him rest. No more bothering him. Go find something else to do. Make yourselves busy. The patient needs to rest. Scoot! Scoot!" Hunter and Rob were ousted from Blitz's room, and the doctors came out and closed the door. The equisapien doctor said, "I mean it. Let him have time to recover. If I catch either of you in there again, I'll enforce something for you to do. Now go!" Hunter and Rob left the med labs and entered the cafeteria. Hunter sniffed the air and grinned. "Smells like Shag is preparing one of his fabulous masterpieces!" Hunter raised his voice as he called out to Shag. "Smells like a winner, Shag!" Shag smiled and replied, "Rawraruff!" Hunter smiled back. "Cool! I can't wait!" Blitz lay in his hospital bed immobile. Inside his head, there was a scene playing out... -d-r-e-a-m- "...I couldn't agree with Hunter more." The Master replied. "You have never taken this team seriously, Blitz. I am afraid that you are to be kicked out of the Road Rovers and replaced by a Road Rover who can actually pull his weight on the team. Return to your room and clean out your belongings. You're a total disgrace to the Road Rovers, and furthermore..." -d-r-e-a-m- Blitz suddenly awoke with a start in his hospital bed and slowly sat up. "Am I a disgrace to the team? I need help to change my image. I need to improve myself before my stupid actions get one of my Road Rover friends killed. Who can I turn to for this help?" Suddenly, the back of a nearby magazine caught his eye. He picked it up and began reading. [End of Act III] By Warheart (2004) *PLUG ALERT* *PLUG ALERT* Be sure to visit Road Rover Headquarters for more Road Rover action! *PLUG ENDED* PLUG ENDED* Yahoo! Groups Links To visit your group on the web, go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/rr-fanfic/ To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to: rr-fanfic-unsubscribe@yahoogroups.com Your use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to the Yahoo! Terms of Service. |||||Inbox Get the latest updates from MSN MSN Home | Search | Hotmail | Groups & Chat | MSN Messenger | Personals | Weather Feedback | Help © 2004 Microsoft Corporation. All rights reserved. TERMS OF USE Privacy Statement