Legion World Forums LEGION OUTPOST Mission Monitor Board Rockhopper's Rookery: Annual Holiday Party in Progress

Thanks, Scott! They're fabulous!!!

It's good to know that I'm not the only person in the universe who thinks a penguinoid super-hero makes sense!

John, here's something you can have to help with the diet. Eggplant Penguins.

Aww! They're adorable! Thanks!

Is that a Barry, Wally or Bart Pyngwyn?

(Rocky, Tim and Hyvvie return to the Rookery after their adventure with the Five Faces of Death ).

Rocky: Oh, guys, it's so good to be home! (Bows to a servant-Pyngwyn) Please, set up Mr Temp's room for him and then, please draw me a nice, hot bath.

Servant (returns bow): Yes, my lord. And, my lord?

Rocky: Yes?

Servant: Welcome, home.

Rocky: Thank you! (servant exits) Hyvvie, what are you into?

(The Wonder Beagle is sniffing at a crest-clip, a barrette-like accessory worn by some Pyngwyny women, that is sitting on the floor).

Rocky: Adelie? There's a note. (Picks it up) It says "Soon".

Tim: That's it?

Rocky: That's it! Is it Adelie's clip, Hyvvie?

(Hyvvie sniffs at it and nods).

Tim: So when is she coming back?

Rocky: Soon, I guess.

<drunk, Clive staggers until noticing a familiar building>

...the Rucker...Racker...Rocker.......Rocky's place...

...'sa nice guy...could stanna seeya frennly face right now...

<rings door chime>

Sffenyskus, Rocky's servant-Pyngwyn, again answers the door.

Sffenyskus: May I help you?

Clive: 'sRocky home?

Sffenyskus: My Lord has retired for the evening.

Clive: So's he home?

Sffenyskus: (rolls eyes) I assume from your state of inebriation that you are one of his LMB compatriots.

Clive: Yeah. (sits in a chair in the lobby) Tell him Clive is here.

Sffenyskus begins to tell Clive to leave, but, knowing Rocky's friends, he sighs and calls Rocky.

Sffenyskus (on omnicom): My Lord? Ah, Mr. Hyfrydol*, might I please talk to my Lord. We have a visitor. (long pause while Hyvvie wakes Rocky) My Lord, I apologise for calling so late, but there is a human here to see you. He seems rather intoxicated. (pause) Yes, that's right. He called himself "Clive". (pause) Yes, my Lord.
(returns to Clive)
My Lord will be here shortly, sir.

Clive: Thank kew, uh, what's yer name?

Sffenyskus: Sffenyskus, sir.

Clive: Thank you, Thnefithkus.

(Presently Rocky and Hyvvie arrive)

Rocky: Clive? How are you doing? Sffenyskus, could you please get Clive a glass of water.

Sffenyskus: Of course, my Lord. (out of earshot) You'll need more than a glass.

Clive: I'm good. No, I'm not. Ida know.

(Sffenyskus returns with a pitcher of water and a glass). Rocky: Well, here. Thank you, Sffenyskus. (Rocky bows to Sffenyskus, who responds in kind) Drink this water. I'll have Sffenyskus fix up a room for you. (puts arm around Clive). What happened?

Clive: I-I. Rocky, has a woman ever broken your heart?

Rocky: (chuckles) Not a woman, no; I prefer men. Actually, I've only be seriously involved once and he...(trails off)...it ended tragically.

Clive: Oh. (Covers his mouth) Oh! (grabs a wastebasket and proceeds to get sick in it).

(Sffenyskus looks at the wastebasket and then at Clive and Rocky)

Rocky: Don't worry, Sffenyskus. I'll clean it up.

*Note: Hyvvie the Wonder Beagle's full name is Hyfrydol.

Sorry...Mister Rockhopper...ooohhh...I actually feel a little better now...

<helps Rocky clean up his sick>

I-I'm so confused...like I would've been much happier staying an android.

<after they finish, the two take a seat>

<Clive drinks his water>

I know my 'mom and dad' meant the best for me with their gift, but Babette...who I think I was in love with...wants nothing to do with me now that I'm human! I don't understand why it's important to her, Mr. Rockhopper. My feelings sure didn't change!

<eyes welling with tears>

What would you do if you were me?

(Rocky thinks a moment and puts an arm around Clive. Hyvvie puts his head in Clive's lap).

Clive, a whole lot has hit you all at once, maybe you just need to give Babette--and yourself--some time and space. Getting used to your human body will take some time. It has limitations that your android body didn't. It can only take so much alcohol, for instance. Maybe what you need is to take some time to get to know who Clive is as a human.

Lard Lad thought very highly of you, you know. I wonder...may I stay here at the Rookery with you for a while?

Well, of course, Clive. You can stay here as long as you like. We have plenty of room. As I said earlier, I know your dad would want me to look out for you. Your dad is--was a really good guy, Clive. A little, ah, earthy sometimes, perhaps, but a big heart.

(Sffenyskus re-enters to let them know that Clive's room is ready).

Here, Clive, I'll show you to where you'll be staying. And, of course, let Hyvvie or me know if you need anything.

I appreciate this very much, Mr. Rockhopper. Becoming human was very sudden and unexpected...most people have a lifetime to get used to it! Somehow, instinctively, I knew this is where I needed to go. I believe Lard Lad valued your friendship very highly, and I can clearly see why.

I will be a model houseguest, sir...I promise!

<rubs eyes>

But for now...I think I need to get some rest. I-I can't thank you enough for this!

<hugs Rocky>

Goodnight, my friend.

<retires to his room>

<enters>

Good morn to all!

<bows before Sffenyskus>

Greetings, sentient. I am Sir Roy, a friend of your Lord, who I am now bound to as well. Of the many regal families that live on Legion World, I have bound myself to all of them, and now nobly serve the Prince of the Pyngwyn Colonies and the Lord of the Noble House of Hrun. The method I shall do this, is by being a member of the Legion of Message Board Posters.

<smiles>

Now forgive me for being wordy, but I am still growing accustomed to interactions such as these. What I mean is: 'is Rockhopper Lad around? He asked me to come by.'

Ah, Sir Roy, thank you for coming. As you'll recall, during our voyage on the Path to the Tower, I, in my capacity as heir apparent to the Throne of the Pyngwyn Colonies, conferred upon you a knighthood, on behalf of my father, the Emperor Pyngwyn, Eudyptes XXVIII. And I have here the papers certifying you as Sir Roy of Legion World and present you with your Pyngwyny coat of arms. The House of Rockhopper is grateful to you for your service.

Also, upon your marriage, Quislet, Esq. will gain a courtesy title as your spouse. In the Pyngwyn Colonies, he would be called Lord Quislet of Legion World. Use of this title away from the Pyngwyn Colonies would be totally optional, of course.

Okay, enough of the formality. Now we'll have a party to celebrate our safe return from the Tower and your knighthood and to welcome my new resident.

(A crashing noise is heard nearby) Did I mention that Clive will be staying here at the Rookery for a while?

Uh...hi, Sir Roy...um...Mister Rockhopper, my equilibrium is a little thrown off, now that I'm, er, suddenly human and...

<holds up some broken pieces>

I...hope this vase wasn't particularly priceless...

(Sighs, then chuckles). Don't worry about it, Clive. It's from the Pyngwyn Colonies IKEA.

And another year has come and gone!

Pop in for some holiday cheer and some goodies of the edible and potable varieties--not to mention the Rookery's comely waitstaff.

Sit down, relax and enjoy this holiday season here at the Rookery!

I'll drink to that!

Gwendolyn, a libation for Mr Shakespeare, please.

More Holiday drinks, I'm still smarting from the charity ball.

Where are all the novelty nelly hats, Rocky?

I love those little sardines on toothpicks.

Oh! asparagus wrapped in proscuitto with a asiago dipping sauce!