~~~~~~~~~~~~ A Visit ~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Sitting closest to the front door, black smoke could hear a familiar noise approaching from outside the SF bar.
knock-knock-knock
“How odd,” he thought out loud. “No one knocks at that door.” He slid off his stool, plodded to the front and haphazardly flung the door open. Squinting through the light, he saw a dark dark figure standing before him.
“Out of my way, scurvy swab!” The dark dark figure brushed aside black smoke and swaggered to the center of the room.
“Where’s the woman?” he hollered.
The chirp-chirp-chirping of the bar’s crowd continued undisturbed, save Cypher, whose eyes turned to meet those of the dark dark figure. Cypher tapped on the bar with a single finger.
“Oh... right.” With a gallant vault, the dark dark figure landed on the bar and slid into the spotlight.
“KIT!!!” everyone yelled.
“Where’s the woman?” he hollered again.
“You mean Ginata?” Monkson queried.
“Of course he means Ginata,” Hurley said with a wink-wink and a nudge-nudge.
“Belay your tomfoolery!” Kit bellowed. “Bring forth...”
Jaws interrupted with a shake of his gigantic head. “Why don’t you lower your voice, drop down on a stool and have...”
“Yeah, Kit!” Wombie nodded eagerly. “Have a drink! We can see you came without your usual bag of tricks. No need for the hollering and the...”
Wombie stopped open mouth as Kit’s evil eyes narrowed to down to an ultra high-pitched EVIL...
“OW!” Quack exclaimed from a back corner of the bar.
Ben twitched as chills went up his spine. “Oooooo... the Dark Side.”
“Oh this makes me so furious!” Mr. Furious said through clenched teeth.
Kit’s ultra high-pitched EVIL eyes surveyed the room. He had everyone’s attention. “Why would you assume anything, Wombie?”
The crowd became nervous. They became anxious. They became... confused.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Raj asked.
“SHSHSHshshsh...” Harel hushed him as all present scanned the bar for a devious plot.
“What have you done with Killa?” GoblinCookie demanded.
Kit’s eyes popped open. His right eyebrow twitched uncontrollably. “Why nothing. Nothing at all. Except that I sent him a present.” Kit’s left eye and right index finger began to twitch as well. “A... jilted... box... of... celibacy!” Kit hissed.
The crowd gasped. They looked at each other. They became... confused again.
“What kind of box is that?” Nand1 asked.
Piers let loose a threat before Kit could respond. “If anything foul has happened to our mate, you’ll regret it, buster!”
“This isn’t about the koala! I’m here to see the woman!”
“Well she’ll be back in a jiff,” Weasel said plainly.
“Yeah, she stepped out a short while ago,” Harel added. “You just missed her.”
“Indeed I did, Special Forces.” Kit placed his hands on his hips, determined to wait as a statue on the SF bar. “This is about a knock knock joke gone awry and silly pirate commentary. ...arrrgh arrrgh my ARSE!”
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. . . they still played that Kenny G stuff even though I complained . . . )