The Secret Mission Of The Knighties By Knightie Katrinka Tweaking By: Brooksie Dedicated to: Sue! Place: The FOD party The Knighties had a mission. It was a very important mission. They had to get Vachon-in-Nick to listen to a CD version of good fan fiction. They knew that if they succeeded, they would get their Nick back. The Knighties felt a certain freedom that only came from being the majordomo, the scriptwriter. It had been declared that every faction had to solve the war premise in their own way. The cure had been so easy to figure out, that the Knighties thought, why even a child could have solved this puzzle! The happy Knighties partied like they had never partied before. Tonight was time to celebrate. The Knighties knew they had to do one thing. The problem was that their subject had no interest in cooperating. Vachon-in-Nick had grabbed Brooksie, and dragged her out onto the dance floor. The Spaniard had no interest in script writing, or getting his real body back - at least not yet. So the Knighties waited until the song ended. A slow dance. They didn't think that Vachon was into slow dancing. *This* would be the time that they would be able to get their Nick back. But the Knighties' plans were foiled when Vachon-in-Nick pulled Brooksie closer to him, and began to sing along with the music. "There was something in the air that night, the stars where bright." Vachon sang. "I think I'm going to be sick." Maria complained. "Who knew that Vachon liked Fernando?" Beth asked. "Yeah, why can't he dance with one of us?" Sue agreed. "Yeah, and why does Gemsong get to dance with that Cousin all the time?" Tracey said watching the red head dance. "She needs to stay with the Knighties." Katrinka agreed. "Perhaps she didn't want to dance with us." "No one wants to dance with us!" Katrinka groaned. "Just because I'm an old married woman." "Let's all feel sorry for ourselves." Sue said. "We're angsting! It's a part of being a Knightie!" Nancy said. "To angst is to live!" ******************** The Knighties were desperate. It had been an hour since they had tried to convince Vachon to listen to the CD. It had been an eventful hour. Vachon-in-Nick had danced with about every Knightie in existence. He was now dancing with Mindy. "We're going to have to bush whack him." Katrinka said. "What's bush whack? We all don't live in Oklahoma." Tracey asked. "I don't speak Okie!" "One of use will have to distract him. The other will slip the headphones on, from behind." The leader explained. "Who would be mad enough to do that?" The New Zealander gasped. "Vachon might bite you!" Sue said. "He hasn't bitten anyone yet." Katrinka pointed out. "Okay, who would be crazy, no, insane enough to put the head phones on him?" "Kat will!" Sandra volunteered. "Why me? Why do I have to do it?" Kat complained. "New rule, those who come up with the idea have to do it." Sandra said firmly. "Did you bring the cordless headphones?" "Of course I did!" Sandra looked in her Knightie Box (TM) and pulled a pair of cordless headphones out. She gave them to the Knightie leader. Katrinka looked over the group. "It's been real!" "Get on with it!" Tracey smiled. Katrinka walked onto the dance floor. She hid the headphones behind her back. Being as quiet as she could, she walked behind Vachon-in-Nick, and moved closer. And closer. Then when she was only a few inches from him, she slapped the phones on his head. Sandra turned on the CD player. Vachon-in-Nick stood there, looking at his dance partner, his hands on the headphones. Then his eyes glazed over, and he raised his head to the ceiling. Dancers bumped into him, but he didn't notice. The seconds drew into minutes. Then suddenly, his eyes cleared and he looked down. "Mindy?" The Knightie let out the breath she didn't realize she had been holding. "Yes?" Nick-body smiled. "Who wrote this fan fiction? It's wonderful!" "Nick?" the woman asked, daring to hope. "Who else could it be?" Nick Knight's smile grew wider. "How do you feel?" "Whole! I don't think I'll ever jump bodies again!" Mindy let out a large whoop! "It worked! Hey, Knighties it WORKED!!" From another corner of the room came the cry of "Mi Querida!", and then a great joyous chorus of "Javier" could be heard. The Knighties felt like bouncing, but they reminded themselves that Knighties did't bounce. There was only one traditional Knightie thing that they could do to celebrate. They swept Nick Knight into a large PUPPY PILE! **** END ***** Katrinka@flash.net AIM KatrinkaKnighties Acting Leader of the Knighties