27th Inning

[freakinblur]

[Zip! Zoom! What is that blue blur? Naturally, it's Scout! And today he's even faster and more energetic than ever, if that's even possible. He's laughing wildly, almost maniacally, jumping from rooftop to car to tree and keeps going.]

Un-freakin'-touchable!

[That's because he got sent a certain atomic soda sent after they got back from Soviet Mayfield. 24 cans of caffeinated bliss! Of course, he should be rationing his supply, but after depriving a caffeine junkie for so long, only so much restraint can be shown.

So, Mayfield, be treated to a happy blue blur today. He's running past your windows, denting your cars, rattling your trees, even running right through your house if you leave the door open for more than a second. And of course, mocking you as he zooms past.

Later he can be found in the park, exhausted but still happy. Wearing himself out, he's asleep under a tree, his usual smirk still on his face.]

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[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

(Have a Marilyn Monroe--or, rather, Bugs dressed as one--doing the famous "holding down dress" pose as you pass.)

Kyaa~~!

ok I just about died reading this, ahahaha. XD

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout skids to a halt - who was that? He turns around and....

Ok, just...what?

Blinkblink]

[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

(Smoothing down his dress and munching on a carrot.)

Wassa matta, nevah seen a rabbit wearin' a dress before?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

I-is this fer real? [Looks around like he's looking for a hidden camera.] Are ya pullin' my leg here?

[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

(Reverts to his more recognizable Bugs Bunny form.)

It's called a sight gag, kid. Just roll wid it.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[…Oh hai thar childhood hero.

Scout's eyes go wide, then he breaks out into a huge grin and laughs.]

Holy friggin' crap! Did I drink too much 'a this crap at once, or am I really seein' this?!

[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

Who were ya expectin', da President?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Walks over

pokes you on the shoulder to make sure he isn't hallucinating from too much Bonk in one day

Well what to do you know, fur. He laughs again.]

I don't even know, pally! Not - not Bugs freakin' Bunny! But I mean, yer--- [scratches his head] Yer famous where I come from, I guess!

[Mayfield, you always find new ways to confound Scout.]

[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

I'm famous in lotsa places, kid.

(Mimics the Scout's action.)

And yer an honest ta goodness Scout Boston yewt! Wouldya look at dat!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Big grin] That's right! Born 'n' bred, my friend. I'm Scout, by the way. Oh man. This is just... crazy. This town doesn't even start ta make sense some days.

[Confused? Sure. Entertained by this whole idea? You bet!]

[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

(Bugs is totally chill about Mayfield. He's been in situations that made far, FAR less sense.)

Ya realize that I hafta oppose ya on principal, unless you ain't a Red Sox fan.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Folds his arms. Still smirking, though.] Ya seriously think I ain't? Don't tell me we're gonna have ta beat up on each other now!

Oh, the irony of BLU Scout being a Red Sox fan :D

[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

Dat sounds like fightin' woids, kiddo. Ya sure ya want Bugs Bunny ta be on yer bad side?

He may be BLU but he's still Bostonian ;D

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout would fight anyone, anytime - but Bugs Bunny? That was almost too surreal for Scout.

He laughs again.] I seen enough 'a yer shows ta know what might happen. But I AM pretty fast, pally! Think ya could keep up?

[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

I don't mean ta brag, but I subbed fer the Road Runner once.

(Of course he was on steroids pills that time, but the Scout doesn't need to know that.)

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? Ya challengin' me to a race then, pally?

[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

If dat's what ya want, sure.

(Bugs is smiling. It's not a nice smile.)

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[That's ok, Scout's smiling the same way.]

You got it, chucklehead! Awright, we'll run straight down this street and the finish line'll be this very spot. We'll loop around. Whattaya say?

[Even Scout knows how crazy this might get, but he's pumped.]

[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

(Bugs is already giving himself a head start. Yes, dressed like his icon.)

I'm sorry, I can't hear you ovah da sound'a me bein' awesome!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? Bet startin' moving, pal!

[Aaaaaaaaaaand here he comes, closing that distance rather quickly!]

[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

(Lets the Scout overtake him for a while, then comes skipping past him--yes, still dressed like this--humming to himself happily.)

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Redoubling his effort, Scout zips past - look out for that trash can on the loose!]

1/2

[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

(Hilarious cartoon faceplant went here.)

2/2 - Have I mentioned that Bugs is a giant troll?

[shoulda-toined.livejournal.com]

(But moments later, the Scout will pass Bugs again, wearing a disturbingly familiar blue dress and sporting a beehive hairdo.)

That's common knowledge XD

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[FROWN. But he's not slowing down!]

Oh real funny, wiseguy! I don't even wanna know how... [shakes his head]