CYA: Gavin & Foxy & Sierra & Henry

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foxy & gavin pinched themselves, making sure they weren't asleep. following a couple of "ouches," they looked toward the door.

"that was sierra, right?"

foxy nodded. "yes, and that henry guy." she grabbed cardigan's arm. "let's go see what's going on."

"i'm not sure i want to," cardigan muttered, but went along with her.

foxy knocked on the door. "sierra, what's going on?"

"foxy!" sierra stuck her head out the door. "thank goodness you're here! we're nekkid!"

"i know! i saw! why?"

sierra turned her head to glare at henry. "seems that when you time travel with henry, you always arrive without your clothes."

"i tried to tell you, but you wouldn't give me a chance!" henry remonstrated.

"oh, pish posh!" sierra turned back to her sister. "would you find us some clothes, please?"

foxy rolled her eyes. "okay. stay right here!"

cardigan grinned. "yeah, and don't do anything i wouldn't do!"

sierra raised an elegant finger and slammed the door.

cardigan hmph'd, then he & foxy ran back outside.

"this way!" foxy pointed down a residential street. they ran down, peeking in back yards at the clothes lines.

at the fourth house, foxy shouted "there's something for henry!" she looked both directions. "go get them, gavin!"

cardigan jumped the fence and grabbed a pair of brown pants and white shirt. "come on!"

they ran down to the next block block. "there!" foxy pointed at a black dress hanging on a line behind a pink house.

"no, not that one." cardigan kept running, looking behind three more houses before he jumped the fence again. he came back with a armful of pink ruffles, earning giggles from foxy.

they returned to the university and knocked on sierra & henry's door. "we're back!" foxy called.

"thank burkie you're back!" sierra opened the door and shuddered. "i did NOT say that!"

foxy shoved the bundle of clothing in her hands. "hurry up, sierra!"

the door shut and a couple of minutes later opened again and henry walked out. "thanks, guys. come on, sierra!"

she came out staring daggers at cardigan, looking like a flamingo with acne. "this? THIS is all you could find?!"

cardigan shrugged. "hey, we didn't have a lot of time or options. we took a big chance stealing something for you. what if we had been caught and thrown in jail?"

"enough bickering, guys. let's go!"

they went down the hall, checking each room along the way until they came to a directory informing them that Dr. A. Bell's office is on the 3rd floor. they scampered up the stairs and ran to the room, flinging open the door.

"gaaaah!"

mr. franklin and, presumably, mr. bell yelled at their sudden appearance in the dimly lit room.

"mr. franklin, thank burkie you're all right!" foxy ran forward, then shuddered. "i did NOT say that!"

"you scared the milton out of me, young lady!" mr. franklin exclaimed. "not that i mind, mind you. Paradise Lost wasn't bad, but Paradise Regained was pure swill."

"i'll drink to that!" mr. bell raised an empty glass to lips. "blast! we ran out again!"

"is that a ouija board?" sierra asked, pointing to the table between the two men.

"ah, yes indeed, friend sierra!" mr. franklin smiled. "we decided that since our individual inventions of spectacles and the telephone were great advancements in man's manipulation of sensory perception, our combined talents could triumph in the realm of extrasensory perception!"

"correct!" mr. bell exclaimed. "we were just in the process of contacting the spirit of leonardo da vinci when you walked in. gave me quite a fright, i must say!"

"sorry about that," cardigan apologized. "but i must insist that we take mr. franklin back now. it's been a pleasure meeting you, mr. bell."

"thank you, young sir!" mr. bell held up a hand, his fingers pointing outward in a V. "live long and prosper!"

"so, who are you?" mr. franklin asked henry as they walked out.

"i'm a chrono-impaired time traveler, sir."

"really! i say, may i travel with you then?"

"NO!"

"hmph."


THE END

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Dear Reader,

You have reached the end of your adventure. I hope you enjoyed it! If not, well, you only have yourself to blame because, you know, you chose it yourself. Also, since you--not I--chose this adventure, it did not really take place in the Burkieverse and, therefore, will not have any continuity with the regular Poor Yorick's Pub chapters. Thanks for playing and, if you're in the mood to try another adventure, go back to the beginning and choose a different path!