A Day in the Life...

Reunited

Steadily working down in his laboratory Hoagie was lost in his work. He and Abby decide to go back to the tree house to get started on the modifications. They figured there was more space to work and a smaller chance for them to be bothered by anyone on campus. With Rachel deep in sleep it seemed more practical to do so. Parts were strung all over the place he continues working on his ultimate Gumzooka. Abby on the other hand tried looking for the necessary parts they would need to accomplish their modifications.

"Hmm... Abby don't know, dis seems like a lot more work than Abby figured. Hoags how do you find anything in dis junk? Abby can't find a thang baby."

"There use to be a system... buuttt, I just grab whatever looks like will be useful to me at the time. Don't think to hard Abs, if I need anything I'll find it, just help me with getting the ammo. Having that will be kinda helpful when I need to test this baby out."

"Alright, that Abby can do sugah, Abby thinks we still have a good amount up in the supply room. Abby will grab dat and be back soon."

Abby started heading up the winding stairs toward the first floor of the tree house. Leaving Hoagie's room she headed to the hallway, down the hall to another set of stairs just past her room. Two doors to the left of the entrance was the supply room. Abby stopped in front of a large metallic door with a keypad on the right of the wall. Abby entered her pin, with a cloud of dust coming from the door; it opened with a loud creak.

'Man, Abby thinks dis place has seen better days. Wonder if we should fix dis place up or somthin? It sho would be nice to hang out here again, Abby had some good times in here. So, what is Abby lookin fo again? Oh, right... right, some ammo for the Gumzooka. Abby still thinks Hoags is gone off the deep end that's fo sho. Mmm mmm, that crazy ol fool. Let's see...'

Abby kept walking through the corridors; there were rows upon rows of different supplies. Abby looked up, 'Dang Abby don't remember all dis, seems like we have a lot of stuff in here. Abby can't even see the ceiling. Now where are those gumballs?' Looking around she saw each row is labeled with a letter, 'Well that makes things easier...hmm... Abby is at 'L', Abby needs to go down to the left a few mo.' Abby continued walking down the aisle looking for the supplies that she needed.

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Having departed from Chad after hours of traveling, now nearing the evening, Nigel was a bit tired. Nigel made his way to his house. He continued walking until he came upon his tree house, stopping there he marveled at the site. 'Wow not much has changed since I left, I wonder if a new sector occupies this place now. Well, I guess there is only one way to find out, hopefully the adult alarm doesn't go off.' He began walking over to the mailbox, 'Hmm... doesn't seem that anyone has used this for quite some time, though it does look like it's been tampered with. I'll have to be cautious; maybe whoever is after me has already come by here.' Nigel punches in his pin, knowing only one other person knew of it. 'Wow, I'm surprised I still remember that and the fact that it still works. Let go surprise some KND operatives.' He smirks 'I'm sure I can get in without being detected.'

Walking towards the stairs to his tree house, he prepared for the worse. Traversing slowly up the stairs to the first floor of his old hang out, he notices the place was full of dust. The place was poorly lit, minus few lights and the soopercomputer. Nigel hugs the wall, inspecting the corners, making sure nobody spotted him. After looking around he deduces that nobody seems to be in the immediate area.