Bar Trek: The Next Generation. Episode 4: Sore Leave

[Katchoo]

His journey from Walla Walla to Flim Flam half done, Katchoo adjusts the air speed and axial rotation of the propeller on his beany hat and floats into the bar.

*putt*putt*putt*

Katchoo realizes the lack of gravity here makes his ride more smoothly. He pulls a black 1 x 1 foot tape recorder from 1983 out of his back pocket and hits the record button:

"Note to future self, ignore laws of gravity."

*click*whirrrrr*rewind*rewind*rewind*click*

Having never been here before, Katchoo overlooks the bar and decides to blend in. Rotating 180 degrees in the air so that the crumbs won't fall in his shoes (he already has a lovely collection of rocks and sand in there), Katchoo begins to chew on the Oak Bar.

*rarrrrarraaa*crunch*crunch*aaaaarrararrrrr*

[Taera]

A big, shiny green bug enters the Nameless Cantina.
"Hey you creatures i see you need a name, how about Rotting Banana?"

[Kamog]

Hello! This new Cantina is a really nice place! Everything is so brand new and clean... just look at the shine on the floor!

[mac5732]

Mac walks into this new place looks around, he appears most disheveld, worn out, his clothes are wet, damp and dirty, BUT, he has a brewski in his hand, The group ask what happened, Mac just looks at them... then slowly tells them, its Gone, its gone again..... he looks around for a cornor table, orders his usual scrambled eggs, toast, hash browns, bacon and a brewski, walks over and sits down, claiming the table, ahhh, feels good to be home again....

[Taz-in-Space]

...Exiting the glowing portal, Taz advises everyone NOT to go back through the portal.

'That old cantina is now closed.'

Taz then goes to the bar and begins to write-up an expense report.

One ACME cruiser with the following components:
1 Master Computer III
1 Quantum Reactor
6 Quantum Engines III
1 Inverted Quantum Beam

Total Cost - 108,260 Minerals 21,000 Organics 101,460 radioactives

Having done the paperwork, Taz takes his usual position behind the bar and begins to polish the fine oak surface.

[Taz-in-Space]

What is THIS? SOMEBODY IS CHEWING ON THE BAR?!!!

Taz zips over to Katchoo and quickly winds-up his beanie extra tight.

With a sound like an out of control buzzsaw, Katchoo is sent into the rafters with such force that only the top of his beanie can be seen inbedded therein.

Satisfied that the problem has been handled, Taz again resumes polishing the bar.

[ZeroAdunn]

A new one? What happened to the old one?

*ZA starts a fire*

Goodbye....

[narf poit chez BOOM]

roughly translated from computer into english:
'potiential dangerous chemical reaction. self-spreading. danger to wearer: none. suit systems 95% functional. suit armor 83% functional. danger to wearer's food: 5 minuts, 19 seconds, estimated. precision not needed. danger to others: unkown. danger or potential help from others: uncertain. owner disaproves of out of control 'fire'.'
pshhhhhhh. ''fire' neutralized. biological tagged as poteintaily dangerous. prepare combat systems at next emergence. no engeagement without engagement. current environment suitable for wearer.'

[Gryphin]

::: Steps through the portal, Powers up the local xystems, Verifys the Tabs arrived as expected, Goes to the executive suites to discuss biz with the Cat ::

[Katchoo]

*munch*munch*munch*

"Hmmm..."

Katchoo notices a different taste to the bar. Maybe that brief spot of vertigo has altered his tastebuds? Possibly...

Katchoo sneezes, dislodging himself from the ceiling and floats to the floor.

"My, it's getting crowded in here" observers Katchoo. "Well, back to blending in."

Katchoo takes off his beany propellor hat to reveal a head full of steaming spaghetti! Reaching into his back pocket Katchoo then pulls out a hot bottle of Head & Shoulders Meat Sauce and pours it generously over his head.

"Dig in everyone!" shouts Katchoo, and begins to eat the spaghetti.

*munch*munch*munch*