Scrad/Charlie (
twoheadsofcabbage) wrote2012-08-09 05:32 pm
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The One With No Good-Byes [Video]
[The boys are standing in front of a Barge-normal door. You know what that means kids...]
Our warden flew the coop.
[Scrad announces flatly. Charlie sarcastically adds:]
Big surprise.
[Actually, it is. They liked Drake; thought he was an okay guy. Trusted him, kinda. Almost. This hurts.
Don't expect them to admit that, though.]
Our warden flew the coop.
[Scrad announces flatly. Charlie sarcastically adds:]
Big surprise.
[Actually, it is. They liked Drake; thought he was an okay guy. Trusted him, kinda. Almost. This hurts.
Don't expect them to admit that, though.]
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[Scrad asks.]
What'd you do?
[Charlie asks with a knowing smirk, despite the fact that he doesn't know anything.]
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I was part of an oppressive totalitarian capitalist regime that dehumanized it's citizens and worked people to death.
[A slight pause, and then:]
In addition to being evil, I was also extremely annoying. Someone nearly strangled me once because I kept trying to sell him various remedies for sea-sickness.
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[Charlie says. Even Scrad looks impressed. He asks:]
Was he he sea-sick?
[Because that makes all the difference.]
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And... He was sick, and we were on the boat, and I had a lot of sea sick remedies so it was convenient for me to assume...
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[Scrad points out.]
What, he didn't even try any?
[Charlie asks incredulously.]
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[And Prefect fucking loves gossiping now. Shego has made him a gossip exchanging PRO.]
He didn't try any. They might have helped.
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[Scrad agrees. Charlie rolls his eyes.]
Whatta maroon.
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[Sometimes he's still not great at doing it. He lets evil, mind controlling forces take the wheel.]
So, what did you two do to get here?
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Interplanetary terrorism?
[Scrad suggests.]
Kidnapping?
[Charlie suggests.]
Informing?
[Scrad suggests.]
Not blowing up the Earth? Who knows. Nobody ever said.
[Charlie says.]
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What did Drake talk to you about?
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[Says Scrad.]
Shoes?
[Charlie guesses. They never actually discussed shoes, but without someone to tell them what they talked about, they can't remember.]
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[Very nice shoes.]
But, didn't he talk to you ever, about why you decided to be an interplanetary terrorist? Or a kidnapper? Or an informant? Or any of the other things you decided to be?
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[Scrad allows.]
I think he asked him about the bomb thing once, but I wasn't really listening.
[Charlie admits.]
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[Prefect suggests]
What was the bomb thing?
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[Charlie says. Scrad explains:]
Boss Lady gave us bomb, told us to blow some place up. He didn't want to. I didn't either, but I was gonna do it anyway.
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And why were you going to do it anyway, if neither of you wanted too?
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[Charlie explains. Scrad also explains:]
'Cause she told us to.
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[But man, doing as you're told. That is a heady lure and he knows it.]
Do you think there is any situation, in which you would not have done as you were told?
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[Charlie admits.]
And we wouldn't want Lisa Kudrow to die. Or get enslaved.
[Scrad admits. He hadn't thought of that before. Oh, Lisa. He never would have hurt you intentionally.]
We probably wouldn't off ourself.
[Charlie tells him.]
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N-no.
[Charlie lies.]
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[Lisa Kudrow is probably a nice girl that they knew. Probably.]
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If you say so. We wouldn't know.
[Scrad says.]
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[He's less wheedling now, more just... kind of trying to figure out where Scrad and Charlie stand with their feelings.
So he can SLYLY WARDEN THEM.]
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