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Post by HburgEagle44 on Aug 22, 2011 20:13:29 GMT -5
"Rehearse!" Damian finally scoffed. "I'm not going to go rehearse!! I need to solve this mystery. Just looking at this kid makes me feel...sad. And pained. Right here." He pointed at his heart. "So, who's going to help me find this kid? Mick?" He looked around expectantly.
Keith was counting on his fingers. Ryan and Paul just looked amused.
"What are you doing?" Damian asked Keith. He looked up in surprise. "Why are you counting?"
"Oh...well, you see, I couldn't remember there for a second how many guitars I have. But I can safely say that I have thirty-two. Or is it thirty-one?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2011 21:05:45 GMT -5
"I thought it was 18..." Damian said.
"18? 18?!?!!? Only 18!? There's something wrong here! OFF TO THE MUSIC STORE!!!!"
"No!" Damian grabbed his collar and pulled him back. "Please...I need to find this guy."
"Why do I suddenly feel we're in danger of world domination?" Ryan asked.
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Post by GalwayGirl on Aug 22, 2011 22:21:32 GMT -5
"Oh and I feel the urge to call the army in on you guys," added George.
"Why don't we stop fighting over who is going to take over the world and how many guitars you have Keith and just listen to Damian," said Paul, who still felt he was the only normal one in the room at the moment.
"I don't think that we will be able to find him," said George slowly as if in a trance, He and Anthony don't want it."
"Now I know I have to find Anthony," exclaimed Paul.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2011 22:36:24 GMT -5
"But HOW!?"
"I'm not...sure..." Paul admitted.
"There's gotta be someway...something else to go on..." Ryan continued. "And...Damo, what are you doing?"
They all looked over, and Damian was sitting on the ground. He had his eyes clamped shut, and was rubbing his temples.
"Damian?" Paul put a hand on his shoulder. "You okay?"
"I'm...thinking...I..." he cut off in a gasp.
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Post by dancer4life on Aug 23, 2011 0:18:31 GMT -5
Damian's head swiveled to the door. "Doughnuts!" he shouted as Nicole and Joyce brought in a box. He ran over to them and gave them the signature puppy dog eyes.
"Nope, not falling for it," they said, walking to their room. "We're having a girls' time and no boys allowed!"
"That hurt right here," Keith said, putting his hand over his heart. "I thought ye loved us."
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Post by HburgEagle44 on Aug 23, 2011 2:20:08 GMT -5
They laughed in his face and shut the door. Keith looked injured for a moment, then pulled out his phone. It was ringing loudly. Ryan rolled his eyes.
Paul looked serious. "Damian, how can you think of donuts? At a time like this, no less!"
Damian just looked at the door longingly. "I'm really hungry. Last time I ate, I was..oh, I was...on an island?" He looked thoughtful for a moment. "What is happening to me? I feel like I'm going crazy!"
"Damo, me lad," George said from behind him, clapping his hand on his shoulder, "I'm afraid ye are. Congratulations. I'll take ye to the looney bin, if you prefer!" He grinned. "Ye must be hungry. Come on, let's go to the hotel room and settle down." The last two words were pronounced heavily.
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Post by GalwayGirl on Aug 23, 2011 2:25:57 GMT -5
"I don't want to marry and settle down yet!" Damian exclaimed.
"Me neither," said Keith, singing "I don't want to grow up I'm a Toy's R Us kid."
"But growing up means having kids and I know that is something that has a meaning," said Damian slowly."
"Back to the island of dreams for you both," said Sharon, "You need to have a major nap."
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Post by dancer4life on Aug 23, 2011 2:30:10 GMT -5
"Major...map...surfing...MY ANCESTORS AND ATLANTIS!" Keith cried just before collapsing on the couch.
Everyone stared at him, their heads cocked the same exact direction.
"Anyone understand that?" Ryan asked.
Sharon's eyes flashed. "Damian, you are never procreating. End of story."
She left the room for a shower.
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Post by HburgEagle44 on Aug 23, 2011 2:35:41 GMT -5
"What's the matter, Keith?" George asked.
"My head!" He yelled this as loudly as he could. "It HURTS! I suddenly had a memory of a ... OW!" He clutched his head. "Why...does it hurt?" He breathed in and out a few times. "Feel the pain. Love the pain. Embrace the pain. Grow stronger. Ouch."
Everyone just stared at him. "This is interesting," Paul declared. "I've never seen Keith so broken. Usually he just moves through the pain."
Damian suddenly fell to the ground, holding his head. "MICK!" he screamed. "No, don't die, don't die, don't die!" A tear fell to the ground. "He got shot! Mick!"
"Who is Mick?" Ryan asked, stepping over to Damian and shaking his shoulders. "Do you remember?"
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Post by GalwayGirl on Aug 23, 2011 2:39:59 GMT -5
"Mick is my....... "Damian winced as he thought of something that was painful, "MY SON." he exclaimed after great effort.
The others stared at him in astonishment, just then a flash appeared and a boy came out of thin air.
"This is not good," Mick muttered, "You HAVE to forget all of this, not remember it right after I erase your memories."
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Post by dancer4life on Aug 23, 2011 2:44:41 GMT -5
"Make sure you check Keith's phone this time," Ryan with a scowl.
"And check for any berries," added George.
"Can I remember Keith tying himself up in knots trying to remember?" Paul asked.
"No, Da', sorry," said Anthony, appearing from the vortex like a ghost.
Suddenly, there was a crash of lightning outside and the vortex closed behind the two lads.
"Mum's so going to kill me for this one," groaned Anthony.
"Your Mum!" cried Mick in a panic. "M' mum's got a whole list of chores waiting for me!"
A vortex opened opposite them and a thin blonde woman in fatigues stepped out. "Hello, boys," she said with a grin.
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Post by HburgEagle44 on Aug 23, 2011 2:48:15 GMT -5
Keith's eyes opened wide. "Jenny?" he exclaimed. "Cool! I didn't realize the Doctor was real!"
"Doctor who?" George asked, cocking his head to the side.
"Exactly," he grinned.
Damian looked at Mick. "How are you going to get back? And do you really have to erase me memory again?"
He nodded. "Really. Now getting back...um that's a good question..." He bit his lip. "Anthony?"
Anthony shrugged and headed over to the fridge. "Do you have anything good to eat?"
"Keith, are you sure he isn't your son?" Ryan demanded.
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Post by GalwayGirl on Aug 23, 2011 2:53:59 GMT -5
"He didn't go for the fridge but the cupboard and the first thing that he pulled out was a package of popcorn and oreo's."
"No I think that is a definite sign of Paul's genes in him," Damian chuckled.
"Paul control your son, if he is anything like you with microwaves we are in deathly danger," said George with a twinkle in his eye.
Paul did ask Anthony not to, then Mick said, "Okay back to the subject how do we get home?"
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Post by dancer4life on Aug 23, 2011 3:03:55 GMT -5
"Whoa! Are these Oreos? Dad always complains about how they don't make them anymore," said Anthony. He started poking buttons on the microwave. "What's this thing?"
"No!!!" cried the lads.
Jenny's eyes were taking in the scene. "Oh, no! You created a paradox!"
"What do you mean?" asked Paul, in the middle of taking the Oreos from his son.
"Oreos are supposed to end World War Six!" she cried. "You've forever changed history! And now the universe will end 6 trillion years early!" She turned to Paul and Damian. "All because you were bad parents."
"Technically, they haven't been born yet," said Paul, chewing nervously on a thumb nail.
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Post by HburgEagle44 on Aug 23, 2011 3:11:38 GMT -5
Mick was taking this all in silently. "Um, I don't know if you've noticed this, but we still really have to get back..." he hinted.
Anthony grew silent. "True...how is that going to happen?" He shoved an oreo in his mouth.
Mick shrugged. He started looking around the room for something when he stopped suddenly. "What was that noise? Anthony, you hear that?"
Anthony was silent. His eyes lit up. "I hear the time vortex!"
"That's not a good thing," Mick said quietly. "Who's coming?"
The vortex appeared and everyone waited, on their guard to see who would walk through. The vortex opened, and a man walked in.
"Dad?" Damian and Mick asked at the same time, their mouths falling open.
Damian Joseph McGinty, JR, stared at his younger self. "What...Mick! You went into my past?" His mouth was wide open. "I'm going to have to tell your mother and ground you from your virtual video game console." He sighed. "Hello, Keith. What's up with your hair?" He laughed. "I can't believe we ever thought that hairstyle was cool!"
Keith glared at him and patted his hair self consciously. "Who are you?"
"I'm Damian McGinty. Your friend. Mick..." he said threateningly. "Let's go back."
"We have to take Anthony, too," Mick said nervously.
"What?!" he roared. "You brought Anthony with you?!?!?!?!"
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