Bubbling Over

In this Our World story, the visitors from the Sol Dimension continue to cause trouble.

This is a transcript from Discord.

## Story

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We open in the streets of Golden City... The date is April 25, 2021 [March, actually] and the bi-weekly farmers market is being held on Senoue Street. It is here where we find a familiar monkey, browsing the stands.

Citizen:
"See somethin' you like?"

Fennix:
*Is surveying the goods while hanging upside-down from his tail.* "Sure, but... Does nobody have bananas around here?"

Citizen:
"Bananas? Son, this is LOCAL produce. This ain't the climate for bananas."

Fennix:
"I know. But it's not like I can put tomatoes in my fruit smoothie!"

Babylonian:
"Fresh exotic fruits! Space fruit! From space! Come get your space fruit!!"

Fennix:
"Now we're talkin'!" *Brachiates across the roofs of different stands over to the Babylonian's stand.*
"This looks perfect!" *Reaches for one of the strange-looking fruit.*

Before Fennix can get ahold, the fruit is swiped right in front of him.

Fennix:
"Huh!?"

Debby:
"This unidentifiable food substance is property of the rebellion now!" *Scrambles over to Danger and hands him the fruit.*

Danger:
"Well well, what do we have here? Didn't expect to run into you, Monkey Boy..."

Fennix:
"And I didn't suspect to have to deal with any trouble today." *Ignites a fist.* "But here we are."

Danger:
"You're asking for it, mate." *He brandishes his knife. Y'know, the one engraved with the name Sheila.*

Babylonian:
"Please, guests. Do not start anything!"

Danger:
"Oh, we started this a looong time ago. It's time we end it."

Debby:
"Viva le' revolution!"

The mortal enemies stare each other down, ready to duke it out once again. However, their fight is cut short by an unexpected entrance.

Groovy:
"Shiver in fear... The Ice-Pac is here..."

Citizen:
*The people stare in confusion.*
"Where's the penguin?! And the luchador!?"

Groovy:
"In jail... And missing."

Danger:
"This bloke again... And he's all alone?"

Fennix:
"Oh, this'll be even easier than last time."

Debby:
"You and I remember that event very differently!"

Groovy:
"I'm not alone. Meet the reserve members of the Ice-Pac... B. Hip and B. Jivin'..."
*Suddenly, a coyote and a rhinoceros leap out from a nearby dumpster.*

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Hip:
"OhmanIamsohappytofinallybeutilizedIcanteventellyouhowmuchthismeanstomenowletskicksometail!"

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Jivin':
"Nah, man. We were in reserve 'cause we're just that good. Can't use your best pieces first, ya know?"

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Debby:
"Does anyone understand what these two are saying?!"

Danger:
"Not a blimey clue..."
*He looks over to Fennix.* "Truce so we can trounce 'em?"

Fennix:
"We probably should if we wanna make it home in time for dinner."

Danger:
*He snarls and points his knife at him.* "Whoever puts 'em in their place gets first shower for a week."

Fennix:
"Deal." *Immediately springs into action.* "I hope you like cold showers!"

Groovy:
"They're coming. Let's just get this done so I can go back to bed." *He stomps and the ground turns to ice.*

Fennix:
*Leaps back to the top of the stands.*

Hip:
"Yessiryoucancountonmesir!" *He squats, then is instantly enveloped in snow until he's turned into a giant snowball with ice spikes. He rolls through the market, smashing everything.*

Debby:
"Sir!" *Is running in place on all fours like a cat on hardwood floors.* "I've lost traction!"

Danger:
"Get off the ground! We have a better chance doing what Monkey Boy is doing!" *He says, leaping onto the Babylonian's stand, which is immediately demolished by B. Hip. Danger is carried away by the snowball, but was thankfully not skewered.*

Babylonian:
"...Fate is cruel..."

Debby:
"How dare you!" *Digs into the ice with her claws and is finally able to charge at B. Hip.*

Hip:
*Explodes the snowball, sending its contents straight for Debby. He crashes into the ground and slides across the ice. Danger follows suit.*

Debby:
*Slides to catch Danger and uses her claws to stop.*

Jivin':
*Has started raiding stands, stealing cash and produce.*

Fennix:
*Leaps and lands in front of B. Jivin', slipping a moment before gaining his footing.*
"'Ice' to meet you!"

Danger:
*Is caught by Debby.* "Thanks. I got a little careless."

Debby:
"You are very welcome! But what are we doing to do against these enemies? Not to be negative, but they seem to have a distinct advantage!"

Jivin':
"Dude. Your puns are like, mega lame..." *He pulls out a FREAKIN' GLOCK and shoots Fennix. Fortunately, it's just an ice bullet.*

Danger:
"Same thing we always do. Make it up as we go!"

Fennix:
*The bullet melts.* "Yeah, okay." *Knocks Jivin's headphones off.*

Jivin':
"AUGH! Not my tunes!!"

Debby:
"Aye, aye!" *Digs into the ice and pulls, slingshotting Danger across the battlefield towards an unsuspecting B. Groovy.*

Groovy:
*Groovy looks just in time to see the incoming dingo.* "Oh, great! Maybe I'll die this time..."

Danger:
*#ClockstheJerboa*

Groovy:
"No... Just another humiliating defeat..."

Fennix:
*Disregards Jivin' and refocuses on B. Hip.*

Hip:
"Heyguystellmedoyoulikesnocones?!" *He starts tossing snowballs at the gang faster than you can blink.*

Fennix:
*Hops behind a stand for cover.* "For such a big guy, he sure is fast!"

Debby:
*Joins him behind the cover.* "We need to make up another plan!"

Danger:
"Hmm. There was a devastating attack I learned during my soldier days. Let me tell you about it right quick..." *He leans in and whispers to the other two.*
"What do you think?"

Debby:
"I think we don't know where his feet have been! He doesn't even wear shoes! He's like some kind of wild animal!"

Fennix:
"You do realize the irony in you saying that, right?"

Debby:
"New plan! Maul the monkey then the rhino!"

Danger:
"Sounds good to me. But... I suppose we can do that later."

Fennix:
"I'm so glad we stuck together." *Sarcasm.* "Let's get this over with." *Jumps up and grabs a bar at the top of the stand.*

Danger:
*Jumps up and grabs Fennix's legs.*

Fennix:
"Alley-oop!" *Swings his legs and launches Danger.*

Danger:
*Flies and hits B. Hip, then bounces off.*

Debby:
"I would like to go on record saying this is disgusting!" *Follows Danger's lead and latches onto Fennix's legs.* "And I used to eat bugs!"

Fennix:
*Rolls his eyes.* "Your feedback is duly noted." *Launches Debby.*

Debby:
"Banzai!" *Strikes B. Hip, also bouncing off.*

Fennix:
"And the best for last!" *Lets go himself, launching himself at B. Hip in a flaming corkscrew attack.*

Hip:
"AughIcantbelieveIvebeenbeatenhowdareIgiveinsoquickly!" *He spins dramatically, then collapses.*

Jivin':
*Finds his headphones and puts them back on.* "Whatever, man. It's game over now."

Groovy:
"..." *Is angry because he's still alive.*
"Retreat, Ice-Pac. Live to chill another day..." *The three of them get out of there as fast as possible.*

Danger:
"Heh. So who won the bet?"

Fennix:
*Shrugs.* "I guess we all played our parts.*

Debby:
"Let him have the shower! That way he can wash his dirty feet!"

Danger:
"...Hmph. I suppose. See you at the abode, Monkey Boy. Don't forget about dinner." *He picks up Debby, puts her on his shoulders and leaves.*

The market is in ruins...

Fennix:
"...And leave me with the chores. Classic."

A few hours later, across town. Fennix arrives back at his current lodging, a small apartment.

Fennix:
"Hey guys, I'm back." (Finally...)

Danger:
*And who else would be living here as well but the Guardian's sworn enemies... Danger is currently sitting on the coffee table, attempting to read a newspaper. Sheila is stabbed into a book beside him.*
"What took you so long? We're starving!"

Fennix:
"Well *someone* left me with a bunch of cleaning to do!"

Debby:
*Curled up by the radiator.* "How rude of them." *Yawns.*

And who should walk in the door but the only person whose name is on the contract for the apartment: James Mondil, agent of GLACIA.

James:
*Bags under his eyes, sipping a very large coffee.* "Debby, what have I told you? You'll singe your fur!"
*Turns to Danger.* "Danger, if you stab another one of my books I'm sticking that knife in you next." *He inspects the book.* "Seriously? A flight manual? Do you know how expensive these are? Aren't you lot supposed to be looking for work so you can get OUT of my house?"

Ellie:
*Sticks her head out from a corner.* "**Our** house you mean."

Fennix:
*Holds up a bag.* "I got the groceries."

Danger:
"What kinda work is out there for an old dog like me? All I do is... y'know. Maim and destroy and topple monarchies. Which would be fine, except there's no shortage of mercs in this world."

Debby:
"I would get a degree and start a career but I don't plan on staying in this dimension long enough for that!"

Fennix:
*Muttering.* "Sure, *that's* why you can't do that..."

James:
"Well you have to do something. Be a cashier for all I care. Car wash worked for you before, do that. Just find SOMETHING."

Danger:
"Debby's right though. We need to get back to our dimension... But old Monkey Boy apparently can't do anything about that. Even though he's the reason we ended up here in the first place... So our only hope of getting back is the witch princess..."

Debby:
"Sure is another fine mess he's gotten us into! Stuck in a dimension where our talents are wasted, waiting to be rescued by our sworn enemy!"

Fennix:
*Sigh.* "I'm gonna go help with supper." *Takes the groceries to the kitchen.*

Ellie:
*Taking a more conciliatory tone.* "All you can do is make the best of a situation, right? I mean, think about it this way: you're in a totally new world where you have a fresh start. If you mess up here, long as you eventually get back to your dimension it doesn't really matter. So, I don't know... take advantage of that. Go live a little. Try something you never did before."

Danger:
"Hmm... I have wanted to try running a pyramid scheme. Those sound like fun. What do you think we should sucker people into, Debby?"

Ellie:
"Wait that's not what I--"

Debby:
"Brownies! They're so innocent but also tempting!"

James:
"That's just called opening a bakery."

Debby:
"Yes! The perfect cover!"

Danger:
"Now we're talking. Money and food! Only thing that would make it better is if we had MEAT."

Debby:
"Agreed!"

Danger:
"What about you, Monkey Boy? What are you gonna do besides being a housekeeper?"

Fennix:
*Pauses chopping vegetables.* "Wait. I'm trying to lay low and I don't need to go looking for trouble."
*Turns to Ellie.* "I'm really grateful to stay here and I hope to pay you back one day. It's just... I haven't quite figured out how to do that while also guardian-ing."

Ellie:
"Don't worry about that. Just get yourself on your feet. If you need help finding some subtle work that'll pay well, I can get you set up."

Fennix:
"I already told you I don't want to do merc work."

Ellie:
"I didn't say merc work."

Fennix:
"Oh. In that case I'd appreciate that."

Ellie:
"You know how to stack boxes?"

Fennix:
"Uh, yeah. I think I can manage that."

Danger:
"Hey, now. Have you heard anything from the witch herself? She ran off with that mophead hedgehog and we haven't heard from 'er since!"

Fennix:
*Rolls his eyes.* "Oh yeah, she just sent me a text."

Debby:
"Was that a sarcasm?"

James:
"I'll pull some strings..."

Mr. Henderson sits in a large, plush red armchair, sipping a bourbon with the disposition of a Southern gentleman. A large cigar sticks from the side of his mouth, a cloud of smoke settled all about him. In his hands, a small data-pad glows through the ethereal mist of tobacco, as he swipes from photo to photo of interesting powered individuals.

Henderson:
"Hmm. Too irresponsible." *Swipes.* "Ah, Calias the Phoenix. No, no, too moral..."
*Sees Jack Beakton.* "He does have a history of being manipulated, but I do suspect he's been wised up to it by now. I need... someone smart enough to complete this job, but foolish enough to be used. Useful tools are hard to find. If only Ms. Beakton had demonstrated some level of competence. Perhaps... No. I couldn't. Unless..."
*He swipes through a few photos, before settling upon a older female raven, wearing a brown fedora.* "Archeological skills, morally ambiguous tendencies... Tends to be inebriated enough to be influenced, but still competent. She would be perfect... I always did like making things a family business."
"Doctor! Bring my car around, and see if you can't use those familial connections to coax her into an appointment."

Dr. Sense:
"Of course, sir. I'll remark, that while I do have connections with Mr. Beakton, convincing him to refer his mother to me may be somewhat... difficult. Their relationship is complicated."

Henderson:
"Yes, yes. I've read your notes, Doctor. Make it happen, or fish for an address to find her at. Either way, I want Diane Beakton."

Dr. Sense:
*Frowns, staring down at his clipboard, before nodding curtly and leaving.*

Henderson:
*Sipping his bourbon still, a Southern drawl cutting through his normally posh accent.* "Now this should be an interesting piece of work." *He takes a puff on his cigar and stares for a long time at the smoke rising to the top of the room.*

What is he up to? Will we ever find out? I don't have a single clue...

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## Characters

*In order of appearance:*

* Fennix the Monkey
* Debby the Devil
* Danger Dingo
* B. Groovy
* B. Hip
* B. Jivin'
* James Mondil
* Ellie Mondil
* Mr. Henderson
* Nolan Sense

## Participants

* Captainclay55
* Pip9766
* Theo Emerson