Case #35: Video

[19centconstable]

[Now back to your regularly scheduled George. Who is looking slightly wary.]

Did I happen to fall prey to one of those comas? Only I can't quite remember anything about the last several days. Also, it appears as though someone has been sitting in my chair.

[Item one: chair. It doesn't look particularly sat in.]

And I also have reason to believe that someone has been sleeping in my bed!

[Item two: bed. It has been carefully made.]

I don't keep any porridge in my room, unfortunately, so I'm afraid I haven't gotten any solid proof, but I have got my suspicions...

Comments

Spam

[thinkb4ublink.livejournal.com]

I don't have bleedin' smelling salts. [He's going to find you, George. Hope your door isn't locked.]

Spam

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

[Of course it's unlocked: he's Canadian. He's also beginning to stir.]

Mr. Slater. I had the strangest dream. And you were there! And a scarecrow. And a man made all of tin...

Spam

[thinkb4ublink.livejournal.com]

You're not Dorothy, George, and I ain't a Cowardly Lion? [So much WTF about that.] Also, lock your door!

Spam

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

Who is Dorothy? And I don't recall calling you cowardly.

[Maybe you were Toto. Or Glinda!]

Re: Spam

[thinkb4ublink.livejournal.com]

[From a secondary to a tertiery character, for shame, George.] I mean it. Door. Locked.

Re: Spam

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

[George sits up.]

Well I do when I'm not in.

But as I was saying: I dreamt you said something about the Queen.

Re: Spam

[thinkb4ublink.livejournal.com]

Yeah, because there aren't fings the strength of ten men walkin' around lookin' to kill people. Who the 'ell nicks Victorian doilies? And no, you were telling' me how you were off to see the Wizard. Victoria weren't no dream.

Re: Spam

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

I don't understand. The Queen...was in my room?

[How inappropriate!]

Re: Spam

[thinkb4ublink.livejournal.com]

Sounds like you do understand. [You're alive, so.] I'm gonna go now. Lock the door after me.

Re: Spam

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

But why was the Queen in my room???

Spam

[thinkb4ublink.livejournal.com]

Because she was you?

Re: Spam

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

[A look. You can probably picture it.]

Mr. Slater. Now that's just silly.

Re: Spam

[thinkb4ublink.livejournal.com]

You believe turnin' into a pig but not turning into a Queen? Blokes do that all the time, more literal on the Barge.

Re: Spam

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

[George blinks in confusion.]

Sorry? But I can recall having been a pig...

Re: Spam

[thinkb4ublink.livejournal.com]

Bang your head when you fainted, didya?

Re: Spam

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

[George gingerly prods at his hair.]

No, I don't believe so.

Was it...was it truly her Majesty?

Re: Spam

[thinkb4ublink.livejournal.com]

[Slater doesn't really believe him.] Yeah.

Re: Spam

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

[George speaks in a reverent whisper.]

I'll never wash my room again.

Re: Spam

[thinkb4ublink.livejournal.com]

Yeah… good luck wiv that.

Re: Spam

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

You don't suppose she read my book, do you?

Did she mention anything about being locked in a bank vault?

Re: Spam

[thinkb4ublink.livejournal.com]

No. But I didn't talk to her.

Re: Spam

[19centconstable.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's a shame. But thank you for informing me anyway.

Re: Spam

[thinkb4ublink.livejournal.com]

Just.... lock your bleedin' door.