Emma+N

Drama-queen1 SpecOps 31 - Cheese Enforcement

Human nature

Misty Hayes** …. The Unique Forces were created for one purpose only. To protect and retrieve extraordinary or rare artefacts or items. Unique Forces, or UnFo, as is was called by the workers, was a place where you could never quit. You worked there, and you died there, as many people had found out. There were about 20 departments in all – no-one was really sure. There were the more commonplace ones like Jurisfiction (UnFo-20) and Stage Stupidities (UnFo- 18). Then there were the less dull ones like Fiction Flaws (UnFo-15) and Sci-fi Screw-Ups (UnFo-12). All of the departments below UnFo-11 were classified, but everyone knew that UnFo-8 was Nerd Nasties and UnFo-1 controlled the whole force, and made sure everyone did their jobs. What any of the others do, no-one but a select few know. But what everyone knows is that you have to act weird if you want to be in UnFo… Davik Rowle //- A brief recital of Unique Forces history// Nothing interesting had happened at all today. I mean, there was an incident with a guy who was claiming he was Gene Kelly. It was quite embarrassing actually. He started singing songs from “Singing in the Rain,” and let’s face it; this guy was not Gene Kelly. Many spectators were blocking their ears, to try to shut out the noise. Anyway, after we got our supposed ‘Gene Kelly out of the way, my boss said we could all go home early – we had had enough torture for one day. “Hey, Misty!” I turned around. My good friend Buster Gonad stood behind me, a smile playing on his lips. “Oh! Hey, Buster. What’s the matter?” I turned around to face him. “No! Nothings the matter! I just wanted to know if you wanted to go get a coffee or something. There’s also a new movie that has just come out. The guys at Nerd Nasties were telling me about it…” he trailed off. “Sure,” I said. “I was just going to go home, but it would be good to do something.” “Great!” We sauntered out of the building and down the crowded passageway towards the sidewalk. “So, how’s life, Misty? You’re in UnFo-12 now, aren’t you?” Buster asked as we sat down in a crowded café with out drinks – a strong flat white for him, and a hot chocolate for me. “It’s fine,” I said as I stared into the brown chocolaty drink in front of me. “Have you spoken to Keenan yet?” Buster wanted to know. I didn’t say anything, so Buster took that as a no. “Come on, Misty! He’s your brother! You have to speak to him! It’s been five years!” “No, I don’t Buster! He betrayed you. He betrayed my mum, my dad, me and…” I stopped. I couldn’t finish my sentence. “How can I forgive him after what he did?!” “Because,” replied Buster gently. “Whether you like it or not, he’s your brother. As the saying goes, you can choose your friends, but you can’t choose you relatives!” I groaned. Buster was always spouting comments like that – sayings that I had never heard of. I looked glumly into the depths of my hot chocolate, and I swirled it around in its porcelain mug. “Come on Misty, let’s go catch that movie.” Okay, Burn. Let’s go.” I swilled the remnants of my drink down, and grabbed my jacket. We walked out of the movie theatre one and a half hours later. Laughing our heads off, we ambled down the sidewalk to a nearby park, and collapsed on a park bench. “Whoo! That’s what you get when amateurs make a movie! But nevertheless, it was funny.” “Yeah” I said. “I had a great time – probably the best time I’ve had in a while.” Buster’s face became tender, and his face lost its permanent scowl. “Misty, can I ask you something?” He turned to face me suddenly. I sighed inwardly. Here it comes. Buster was always asking me to marry him. “Okay, Buster, but make it quick. I need to get home.” “Can you come and meet my girlfriend on Saturday? I really want you to meet her!” “Wha…what?!” I was shocked. Wasn’t he supposed to like me? “I know it's short notice, but I really want your approval.” Just then my mobile rang. “Hello?” I answered shakily. “Misty, get to the office. Pronto!” It was my boss, Burn Marks. “Sorry Buster. I’ve got to go. Burn needs me to go to the office.” "But what about Saturday?" "We'll organise it another time. I promise." I walked off slowly, but stealing a glance backwards towards Buster every now and again. I couldn’t help but notice the wretched look on his face. I barged into the office. Burn Marks was waiting for me. “What’s this about, Burn? I was in the middle of something.” “Well, it can wait. We’ve got a problem on our hands.” “Like what?” “The Doctor has disappeared.” Ginger Brettman informed me, walking into the room. “What?” I gasped. “THE Doctor?! As in’ Doctor Who’?” “I’m afraid so, Misty.” She said dismally. “But...But…how did this happen? Was anyone caught?” “No,” replied Burn. Everyone here at Sci-Fi Screw-ups is in a mess.” “But was anyone seen?!” Burn sighed. “No.” “Where was he stolen from? What episode?” “All of the recent ones,” replied Ginger. “Which Doctor?” “The tenth one – David Tennant! Why would someone steal the best, hottest Doctor ever!?” She complained. Everyone knew that Ginger had a massive celebrity crush on David Tennant. “Yes, but what episode, Ginger?” She sighed. “It was first noticed in Human Nature and The Family of Blood.” I walked away briskly, and entered the electricity room. I slotted ‘Human Nature’ into the video player. I watched it several times, just looking for a hint of something different. After all, it was my favourite episode of all time. But, nothing. Ginger entered the room. “What are you looking for, Misty?” she asked. “Clues,” I explained, as I sat three inches away from the screen. “You’re gonna get square eyes if you sit the close.” She pointed out. “So?” I looked at her, my hair static from all the electricity in the room. “So, you’re gonna be sore soon.” I turned my back on her, but she persisted. “Have you found anything yet?” “No.” “Do you think you’re going to?” “I’m not sure, Ginger. I’m not sure.” “Well, good luck! You’re going to need it. I’ve already looked and I couldn’t find anything!” She walked out of the room, looking pityingly at me when she turned around. I didn’t find anything.
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