Hello, Folks! It's time to cast your eye over a new prompt. It is (the prompt, not your eye, I hope!): critical I'm looking forward to your responses!

Ok, I'm erring on the side of caution this week and put my contribution here...... http://www.gatchamania.net/thread.php?threadid=4690&sid=

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TJ, I don't know if you intend it to be a comedy, but the phrase "Which is entirely your fault, Katse. You are the one who is constantly losing men!" had me laughing! Looking forward to reading the rest!

So Katse is going to be ticked so there has to be a lot to go wrong. Can't wait to read this fic, TJ!

Yep, it's definitely not meant to be serious. I'm doing something a bit different with this one: it's entirely X's POV. But since he doesn't go anywhere, it was reduced to a lot of dialogues with Katse. Hence the 'play' approach, with the names and the dialogue, rather than a bunch of quotations.

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LOL poor Mark, so very out of his depth! I bet she had fun seeing how bright he could blush!!!

Maybe it's just my quirky mind, but I could see Mark's cheeks glowing like Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer's nose glowed!

But I'll bet Mark is now thinking about someone wearing dessert toppings... and not himself!

The innocent Eagle! LOL. Very cute mylari!

Gary, head of the Gatchageeks, came to a dead stop as soon as he stepped into the Fennec Room at Gatchamania.net -- the stench of fish sauce slammed his sinuses. After a couple of moments, his eyes stopped watering, finally enabling him to see ElectricWhite on the patio. Sitting in front of her were a dozen Fennec foxes, patiently waiting as she distributed the last of her homemade treats from a plastic container she had in her lap. One by one, each little fox would stand on its hind legs and put a front paw on her knee for support. She would then give it a biscuit shaped like a scorpion or a horned viper and say a few words of praise. Then the fox would dash off to a private spot to enjoy its goody. He tried not to stare as he watched -- for the life of him, he couldn't figure out how she was able to train all those hyper balls of fur to sit calmly and wait for their treats. Finally, the last of the dozen dashed off. As EW put the lid on the container, a Fennec that wasn't in the group as Gary entered made its way over to the wheelchair. It looked like its fur had been brushed backwards in a few places, and it moved a little stiffly. "Hey there, Flash!" EW said to the Fennec in a gentle tone, "I'm sorry, guy, but I didn't bring enough for thirds." Flash's entire being drooped a bit as he heaved a sigh. "Would you like up?" EW patted the side of her leg. Flash wagged his tail. EW set the container on the ground beside her wheelchair and lifted the fox into her lap as soon as he stood on his hind legs. She stroked his ears. He curled up and promptly fell asleep. Gary chose that moment to go over to her. "Poor little guy." she said as she continued stroking the little tan and white ball, "He must've had a hard life. Plus he's twelve, so..." The Gatchageek leaned against a sculpture made to look like a rock outcropping. For a brief moment EW wondered how he was able to look so comfortable -- he wore the usual Gatchageek ensemble of a polo shirt, khaki slacks, and a helmet and winged cape (in his case, the Eagle). However, the Fennec Room was warmer than the rest of the site -- not unbearably warm, but enough to make the small desert foxes comfortable. "How do you manage to get them all to like you?" Gary asked. "It took a while -- I had to earn their trust first. Why? Are you having problems?" "Well, there is one..." A chill suddenly ran down his spine. He turned his head to find a solid tan Fennec laying on a ledge on the sculpture. The tiny, pointed nose touched the tip of Gary's visor. Small, dark eyes glared. "Here he is now." Gary said. "I don't know if I did anything wrong, but Ahmed just doesn't seem to like me." "Well," EW replied, "I think the fact that his name's Ahmet might have something to do with it." "What?" Gary's head snapped around to face EW. "And I'll bet his litter-siblings are having a blast with it." "His litter-siblings?" "Yeah, Moon Unit, Dweezil, and Diva Muffin." Gary turned back to Ahmet. "Sorry." The fox still glared. "Look," Gary cried, "it was an honest mistake! You don't have to be so critical!"

That's one ticked off fennec! And I love your new avatar, EW!

TJ: I can just hear X and Katse's voices as I read! Can't wait to see what mecha will be destroying New Jork! Mylari: that fits perfectly! My picture should be in a thought bubble above Princess' head. Lol! EW: that little guy looks cte when he's angry! * grin* KT: I'm off to read yours now!

KT... For some reason it says I don't have access to that page...I'll try again tomorrow from my computer ( I am on iPad right now).

They are very cute, EW. They're the current stars of the show.

TJ: Can't wait to see what happens in New Jork! LOL. EW: That's the Fennec version of the Condor Stare.

Originally posted by Redbird EW: That's the Fennec version of the Condor Stare.

How true! I'm getting to like these little guys more and more!

This prompt just begged me to be linked to an ep, so, here goes: //We knew that the situation was critical even before we set foot in the Chief's office for the customary pre-mission briefing. Which, thankfully, was short. Although maybe that was not so good -- the more critical the situation, the less the Chief spoke and the more we acted. Good on one level, seriously bad at another. But when we were told that we were going actually to strike at Spectra, I nearly jumped up in the air, I was so excited. Finally! We were taking the war back to them. Only it didn't turn out so well. Now what was rapidly becoming critical was my ability to see straight. To see and shoot straight. And I am so, so afraid. Not only because I have no idea what the heck is wrong with me. But because the whole team is depending on a stupid gunner who can't see the target. I can only take one minute a time. And hope that we will live to tell the tale.//

EW -- are you sure the fennec called Moon Unit doesn't have a problem with her name too? Mylari: oh the Eagle is in for soooooo much training! He just needs to find a teacher -- preferably one with a sweet tooth!

DT: They were lucky to survive that one, weren't they? That moment in the series at some point needs an alternate treatment. If Jason/Joe couldn't pull it together, how might they have gotten out of it? Or worse, what if he couldn't?

Originally posted by Daniella T EW -- are you sure the fennec called Moon Unit doesn't have a problem with her name too?

Well, considering that Moon Unit Zappa said that her parents were going to name her Motor Head if she'd been a boy.... somehow "Moon Unit" doesn't seem so bad.

DT: Poor Jason! Very well done.

Originally posted by ChrisW DT: They were lucky to survive that one, weren't they? That moment in the series at some point needs an alternate treatment. If Jason/Joe couldn't pull it together, how might they have gotten out of it? Or worse, what if he couldn't?

That's hard to contemplate.

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Originally posted by Daniella T EW -- are you sure the fennec called Moon Unit doesn't have a problem with her name too?

Well, considering that Moon Unit Zappa said that her parents were going to name her Motor Head if she'd been a boy.... somehow "Moon Unit" doesn't seem so bad.

I didn't know that...it certainly does put a different complexion on things!

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Originally posted by ChrisW DT: They were lucky to survive that one, weren't they? That moment in the series at some point needs an alternate treatment. If Jason/Joe couldn't pull it together, how might they have gotten out of it? Or worse, what if he couldn't?

That's hard to contemplate.

That's what makes it interesting.

Daniella, I can see Jason feeling exactly that way. I have often felt that the team needed to 'take it to Spectra' more often, and it's frustrating that when they do, Jason physically falls apart!

I never agreed with the idea the team was defensive only. No war is ever won that way. Maybe that was Murphy's Law telling Jason Spectra wasn't for him.