Part 22

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(link to info on SR-71: http://www.beale.af.mil/news/story.asp?id=123354396)

Chapter 22

Inside the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum

I paid for Jazz, myself, Mikaela and Sam to get into the Museum, and explaining to the guy at the counter that I was trying to get the pair to join the Military by giving them a recruitment spiel. In addition, what better way to do so, than at one of the most interesting Museums for Aeronautical and Space Paraphernalia in existence?

I had decided to grab my note book/sketch pad and made my way further inside the Museum... having a Military ID can be a blessing at times and in this situation I explained to the guards there that I was hoping to sketch some of the older fighter planes they had here for the guys who couldn't make it.

Heck add in the watery eyes routine and I was golden, nothing guys hate worse than a crying female, let me tell you, especially since it worked on my brothers and Uncles, never my Dad though — think he was immune to it.

I walked back around to stand by Mikaela and Sam, the latter of whom had a very active Anubis sitting on his shoulder and chirruping at anyone who would listen. Then it hit me, how in the name of Primus did the little guy get to Sam so fast and without me noticing? He was supposed to be in Jazz's Alternate Mode! Then I slapped myself hard enough to make Mikaela look at me in surprise, to which I mouthed, 'Anubis is on Sam's shoulder, he should have been in Jazz's Alternate Mode, but he escaped!'

Nodding at me she looked at Sam and laughed, before heading on over and telling him to hide, he really was cute to watch but we were on a time limit here and Simmons was giving the rest of us the stink eye for the hold-up.

But, back to the Mission in progress, I was half way down the main hall looking at the Mannequins they had dressed up in flight gear and other such things I could clearly hear the conversation between Leo and one of the Guards.

"Yo, baba! Bad news, bro! Ran out of toilet paper! You got any out here? Please tell me you do." — Leo.

"Sir! I suggest you get in there. The museum is closed!" — Security Guard #1.

"Listen, man, I understand that, but as you can see, this is important. All right? Thumper dumper. I got to go. All right." — Leo acting slightly panicked by now (gotta love Chocolate flavored Laxatives).

"Sir, you are a grown, naked man around children. Pull your pants up and exit the building." — Security Guard #1 again.

"I'm not going anywhere." — Leo as he waddles back into the Men's bathrooms in the Museum.

It was a short time later that we had tasered the Security Personnel in the building and I was passing back by the bathrooms when I caught up with Simmons.

"What is going on in here?" I called from around the corner, not wanting to see something that could further scar me or Anubis for that matter. What came next from Leo's mouth was anything but reassuring.

"How many times can you get tased in the nuts before you can't have kids?"

By this point I was mentally face-palming since I really didn't want to smack my face any redder than it was, my poor blood-pressure!

"You are an amateur, man, a rank amateur. We just downed five guards. Five guards. Get your stuff and get out of here." Said Simmons as he hauled Leo across the floor by his arms since Leo was still not recovered from the amount of electrical current that had gone through his lower body.

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