Subject: WAR: Ravenettes: "New Mahogany--and New Clothes!" 01/01
Date: Thu, 12 Jul 2001 09:58:18 -0600
From: "kimmer" <kimmertom @ QWEST.NET>
Reply-To: kimmer <kimmertom @ QWEST.NET>
To: FKFIC-L @ LISTS.PSU.EDU
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Thursday, July 12, 2001
8:00 a. m., The Raven, after the attack by the NNP
It was the earliest the wood-worker had ever been inside the Raven. When he got the emergency call on his pager, at 6:00 a.m., he had awakened two young helpers and headed over to the night club posthaste.
Upon entering the premises, he understood why his day's schedule had been rearranged. Attached with super-fast, super-hold, super-glue, was a tapestry entitled "Teletubbie in Repose with Pink Tribbles".
The master carpenter stood and stared, his mouth gaping open. Kimmer walked up, handing him a cup of coffee. Though she was not much in the mood for coffee these days, she knew the workmen would be ready for some on this early morning call. Kimmer nodded to the two young helpers to go ahead and help themselves while she chatted up the contractor.
"You know," he said, "It's the damndest thing, I was over at that decorator's place, over on Bloor Street that Janette likes so well. I had to pick up some window coverings for a custom home I'm doing. Anyway, I heard, in passing, that this place was being done over in pink".
"Oh, that, yes, well, that was all a terrible misunderstanding. As you can see, things have been righted. Well, except for this, this--nightmare". Kimmer and the woodworker could only stare.
He walked up to the wood panel the tapestry was attached too. There was no way it was coming off. The whole thing would have to be replaced. Kimmer insisted on real mahogany wood panels, just like the ones he was going to have to take down. "I can get them, probably even today, but they will cost you, ya know", he said, getting out his estimate pad.
Kimmer nodded and said, "Yes, well, you've done work for Janette before, and you know she likes the two Es--exquisite and expensive. You know she's good for it!".
Nodding, he wrote some figures down on his pad. Showing the pad to Kimmer, she just took the pen out of his hand and signed off for the work to be done. He then got the boys on the job of removing the offending panels, and left to go get the replacements.
Molly, Jason and Alex, the other ravenettes who had been attacked with chocolate chip cookie dough, were sitting at the bar, very glum. They had all gotten cleaned up and perfectly groomed, re-dressed for a little war pow-wow. Not that they had really come up with any other plans, not with that teletubbie tapestry staring down at them, some kind of distorted, cherubic bliss on its' face. It was just too bizarre.
Kimmer, joining them at the bar, sat down next to Alex. "Okay, the workmen are on the case. Did you throw all those offending garments out, Jason?", she asked, worriedly.
"Absolutely! We can't send things like that to the cleaners!", Jason replied. All the Ravenettes looked relieved. They would not want anyone to know they had chocolate chip cookie dough on their finery.
"Well, all right. Soon, the stores will be open, and we can go shopping. That will cheer us up. We can leave the guys here, they've worked here before, they know the rules. Stay the hell out of the basement. We'll lock it, just to be on the safe side. Molly, I guess we better get Tracette some breakfast, and let the other Ravenettes know we are going shopping. They might want to go, too. You know, it's noon somewhere in the world --", and with that Kimmer poured herself a good, stiff drink. The other Ravenettes joined her.
Alex and Jason went back to the Ravenettes' living quarters, to let the other ones know about the events that had transpired and the upcoming shopping trip. Molly and Kimmer went to check on Lorna, who once again had a sleeping Bill curled up on her bed, and to talk to Lorna's nurse about that day's physical therapy schedule for Lorna.
Kimmer and Molly then went to the kitchen to whip up breakfast for Tracette--coffee, orange juice, two scrambled eggs with cheese, toast and hash browns, and setting it all up on a lovely tray with a single rose, Molly headed for Tracette's room. Kimmer was cleaning up the kitchen when she heard Molly scream.
Kimmer ran quickly to Tracette's apartment, as Molly was running headlong towards the kitchen. The crash was inevitable. As they hollered and tried to get untangled, a circle of Ravenettes formed around them.
Alex and Jason each grabbed a Ravenette and got them to their feet. "What is all this comotion about?", Alex demanded, his nerves still jangled.
"She's, she's, she's GONE!" Molly sputtered. "Tracette-window-gone-"
All of the Ravenettes piled into Janette's apartment, looking everywhere, in nooks and crannies not even a child could fit into.
"The sun's up," Jason said, and everyone was hushed.