Chasing the Blue Box

10: Don't drink the funny Water

 Faith here again, sadly my lovelies, my beautiful voice, or text, is coming to an end. I know you love me narrating, everyone does. Now, as Blake and Jake left I sat next to Faye. She had her elbows resting on her knees and her head down. I leaned against her side in attempt to get her to speak. 

"So.. what's up with Blake supposedly dying?"

"Long story.. but we need to get going soon. The Vorta Masi are still out there and we need to stop their ship from hitting earth. This means we need to travel to their planet three years ago."

"Space travel? Fuck. Yes. Sign me up. Do you know how to work this ship?"

"Not the slightest clue. I've been in it before, but not when it was like this."

"Wait, so you've met the Doctor before? Where is he now?"

"Probably looking for his TARDIS we just stole."

"We haven't stolen it yet."

"Ok, will be stealing," She laughed and lifted her head up. She brushed her hair back before poking my nose. I felt my cheeks heat up, and I tried to say something other then "Fuck me now" or my normal "pick-up lines" if you can even call them that. I got my mouth open but that was all I could do before she started talking.

"I'll go see what I can do with the TARDIS. There has to be a guide around here somewhere. Go check on Faith?"

I just nodded as she got up. I was starting to lose my hope in her being as straight as a circle. She was looking as straight as a square now. However, I got off my butt and walked toward the corridor the two vanished in. As I walked down the metal floor that clinked with my converse's heels, I could barely hear Blake's giggling. A sound I was very sure never comes out of her mouth. I paused and slowly scooted toward the door they were in.

"Guuuyyssss. I hear giggling, can I join in?"

No response.

"Ok, well I'm joining anyway. I am a twenty three year old who is single and really wants attention." I continued and opened the door. I stood at the frame, blinking, as I saw Blake on the ground laughing and giggling like a Japanese school girl and Jake looking down at a soaking wet shirt.

I looked at Jake and we met eyes as I question in an authoritative, scholarly, deductive question of, "What."

"She drank the water first, I dared her, now I think she's high."

"Oh my god. Blake, sweetie, the fuck are you doing?"

Blake was sitting up, but petting the air. She didn't break contact with whatever she was petting but her voice sounded like she was on marijuana, "petting the unicorn."

"There is no unicorn, Blake."

"Yes there is. You just can't see it cause it doesn't like you."

"Drag her out with me, I need to get out of these clothes." Jake sighed.

"Agreed."

"What?"

"nothing." 

Jake gave me a quirky smile and a cock of his eyebrow as if to say "I know you too well Faith for anything to be nothing." I grinned, and helped him pick her up. She slumped like a beanbag and her knees dragged across the floor at times. Our many friends looked at Blake as if she was an alien and stepped back. We dropped her on the sofa area of the spaceship and she tried to get up, but fell backward bursting out laughing.

"Oh my goddddd. Dudess, did I evarh say... your pretty flowens?" She slurred. We, to this day, have no idea what a flowen is.

"What did you do to her?" Astrid prodded Jake firmly.