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From: nick.morency@buckys.com (Nick Morency)
Subject: Leave it to Nightnerd, Part 6 Plus
Date: Thu,  8 Feb 1996 23:44:08 GMT
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Epilogue.

     "Megaschlong..."
     Megaschlong lifted his head, and could clearly see his
communications
officer.  "Uh, Deafwave.  Where am I?"
     "Repair bay.  You've gone through extensive reconstruction and are
at
nearly normal."
     "Nearly normal?"
     "Well, when have you ever been totally normal, Megaschlong?"
     "Point taken.  How long have I been here?"
     "Six days and two breems.  Ice Scream resumed command."
     "Remind me to contact Hasbro about designing a Decepticrum medic,"
ordered Megaschlong as he rose to his feet for the first time in six
days (and
two breems).  "Right now I have more important matters to deal with."
     Deafwave stared as his leader stormed out of the room. He was
confident,
though not proud, that what he said would do Ice Scream in.
     Ice Scream was in the Decepticrum control room, playing Super
Nintendo.
Megaschlong walked past him, barely noticing him.
     "Take charge for a few more minutes, Ice Scream.  I'll be busy," he
said, walking into the next room.
     Ice Scream snickered with glee, and with good reason.  He avoided
confrontation with Megaschlong completely, simply by leaving it to
Nightnerd
to do his dirty work.
     Raksha lounged in a plush office chair, swiveling back and forth.
Hearing the sound of the doors to her quarters open, she shut off the
Sci-Fi
Channel, placed the cigarette holder with the unlit Virginia Slim aside,
and
stood up to face Megaschlong.
     "So, Meggy," she began, in an intolerant tone, "when are you going
to
install access to the World-Wide Web on this computer system?  Oh, by
the way,
I'm out of lobster tails.  What do you want me to do, starve to death?"
     Megaschlong picked her up and held her at his eye level.
     "Hey, what are you doing?" demanded Raksha.  "I'm the one who
inspired
the return of Nightnerd, remember?"
     "Which is precisely the reason I've had it with you!"
     "Hey, what's the problem?"
     "Problem?  Didn't you know befriending a Decepticrum is hazardous
to
your health?!"

     'uh End.
 Moral:

       Never side with the ones who want to enslave the human race.