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Being a puppet has turned out to be rather..interesting..for the WWII paratrooper. Like now, for instance. George is sitting in one of the large chairs by the fire jacked up on apple juice and way to much chocolate for a felted little man's own good. Bounceing in the chair he seems to be humming along to an assortment of songs rangeing all the way from Benny Goodman down to Spike Jones and the Andrews Sisters. An interesting assortment to say the least.

George kicks his little jumpbooted feet that barely manage to hang over the edge of the chair much like the way an antsy child would. "OhhHHhHH Wheeeeere is Triiiiiigger and BiiIIiiiIill!" he starts to sing in his little puppety way. "Theeeee shoOOOOOOO-O-O-OOOoow needs a gooooo and a plLLLLLlloot! And more APPLE JUUUUICE!"

Feel free to bother him if you're brave enough.

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"You sing really well!" exclaims Ryan from a nearby table. He's standing on one of the chairs, still trying to set up dominoes. (He's getting quite good at it now.)

"I'd love to see you in a show! When is it?"

Luz goes quiet, little eyebrows raising slightly as he turns in his chair enough to look over at Ryan. "Well. I can't find Bill or our trusty dog, Trigger. Then we gotta come up with a theme or something- OH OH! something like from Dick Tracy or Superman or even The Lone Ranger!"

His feet still bounce around as he pops another piece of chocolate into his mouth. "Hi hi, Silv-" Then he stops. "Ok..maybe not like the Lone Ranger."

Catching sight of the dominoes his attention is easily swayed away from the idea of 'the show'. "Whatcha dooooin?"

"The only dog I've seen has been Suzi's puppy, but her name is Joy so that can't be the dog you're talking about!" Ryan says quickly and cheerfully. And then he beams at Luz.

"I'm setting up dominoes! Wanna help? It's FUN!"

"Dominoes? Dominoes?!?" Luz pauses there stareing wide mouthed at Ryan. "No. I'd make them all fall over. Big booms!" Quickly he impersonates the sound of a mortor falling into position followed by the big booom.

"And you haven't seen Trigger? We misses Trigger- he's our sidepup!" If the puppet could frown he no doubt would be. "HEY! You wanna join in on our show too?!?"

"Well, they gotta fall over anyway. That's half the fun!" He jumps a little at the sound effect. "And if they made that sound, that'd be BRILLIANT!"

He shakes his head. "No, but I could help you look! And I should, if I'm gonna join the show! What's he look like?" Ryan asks, already looking around the room.

"He's big and fluffy and doesn't have a tail and.." Luz slides from his chair, picking up his oversized helmet and placeing it on his head, "..chases things and licks a lot and loves to play and everything!"

Panting from not taking a breath at all he grins as much as a puppet can. "He's an awsome sidepup!"

Once at the table Ryan is at he starts to climb up into the chair closest to the start of the dominoes. Ooohing and aahing at the pattern that seems to be laid out on the table.

"Big, fluffy, and...he doesn't have a tail? So he's a Doberman?" Ryan's turned around and is climbing the back of his chair so he can see even more of the room. He doesn't see Luz climbing to look at the dominoes, which are set up in a spirally figure eight.

From the edge of the table the top of the helmet can be seen soon followed by two eyes. Looking right then looking left Luz soon stands up to his full height on the chair placeing his waist about tabletop. "OH TRIGGER!!!!" he calls out no doubt meaning to call the dog over and startle poor Ryan.

"Where AAARREE you?!?"

"AAAAHHHH!" Ryan jumps and flails, losing his grip on the chair rungs and crashing to the floor. "You're loud," he says to Luz, sounding impressed as he stands back up and dusts himself off.

"TRIGGER!" Ryan joins in. "COME ON, BOY! YOUR BUDDY'S LOOKING FOR YOU! Hey, what's your name anyway?"

"I," Luz says proudly, breathing on the back of his felted fingers then rubbing them on his dirty little paratrooper uniform, "am a radioman for my Company. Part of the job assignment requires me to be loud."

Reaching a hand down to Ryan he tries to help the other puppet back into a chair. "Name's George. George Luz. You?"

"You're a DJ? That makes a lot of sense!" He reaches up and accepts the hand, struggling to get back in a chair. "I'm Richie! Richie Ryan! Nice to meet you, George!"

"What's a DJ? No I work a military radio!" Snarking a laugh he struggles to help the other man up though with one final pull he falls back into the chair. "Nice t' meet ya, Richie! You didn't happen to see Trigger did ya?"

Looking around he is again soon distracted by the dominoes on the table.

"A DJ hosts radio shows and stuff! You're military? Me too! Or I was. Oof!" The last is said when he makes it up to the top of the chair.

He shakes his read. "I didn't see a Doberman anywhere. Maybe he's hiding?" Seeing Luz looking at the dominoes, Ryan beams again. "It's almost done! A few more tiles and we can start it!"

"He'll be here I'm sure of it!" A firm nod before he drags his puppet eyes away from the tabletop. "Atleast when I go asking for toys from Bar he will be."

With a felted hand he motions for Ryan to work on the dominoes again this time almost bounceing from foot to foot.

"Oh, okay!" Ryan turns to carefully and slowly place the next domino tile. He has to go slowly because his fingers are large and fuzzy and not suited to this sort of work at all.

He only needs to put down four pieces, but can Luz wait that long?

Luz has his lips clamped shut, nearly bounceing ready to see the pieces fall. Moving shinie things seem to really make the puppet happy..or that is the hyperness starting. "Oh..that's so neat! I never ever could so something like that!"

Ryan beams and places another piece. "I've been practicing since last night!" Sleep? What's that? Another piece is placed. "One more to go!"

Sleep is for the weak and not for puppets! George hasn't even tried sleeping since the curse and knows theres not a way that he could. "Easy now..careful..don't knock them over yet..!"

Carefully, slowly, lips pressed tightly together, Ryan places the last tile. "There! Done!" He stands back proudly, head held high. He smiles at Luz. "What are you waiting for? Go ahead!"

This time George jumps up and down with both feet causeing his little boots to go squeekiesqueekie against the wooden chair seat. Leaning over he taps the first dominoe causeing it to fall making clakclackclack noises much like a m1919 machine gun.

It's almost like being home.

When the chain curves his head follows making ooing and aaahing noises. He's clearly enjoying himself with this!

While he's seen this loads of times in practice, it's the first time Ryan's finished a design. He grins and watches too, jumping and laughing aloud.

Around and around and around Luz's head goes as he watches the pieces fall till them get to the end and, with the wonderful soundeffects provided by the bar, the end is a loud BOOM big enough to make the table shake.

Luz just stares wide mouthed at the pieces before throwing both arms into the are and WOOing loudly!

"That was so..so..! You have GOT to do it for the show!"

Ryan jumps at the boom and glees. "That was GREAT!" he shouts, jumping up and down with both hands raised. "You'd have to open the show with that, though, just because it takes a while to set up. Is that okay?"

"OK! I'm sure Bill will love it and Trigger too!"

Again he looks around as if expecting the werepuppet to have come running at the sound of the pieces falling. But, alas, no puppy puppet!

"Can you make them to other stuff too?"

"Sure! It just has to be laid out in a continuous line! What'd you have in mind?" Ryan asks cheerfully as he clears the fallen tiles into their bucket.

Giving the hyper puppet ideas is not a good thing..but it's been done and Luz's little fluff filled head is churning. "Could we possibly make it shower the bar with candy? Everyone needs candy!"

"That's a GREAT idea! We just need a candy bar that would stand on end!" He looks up. "And if we set it up along the rafters, it would shower the Bar!" This is possibly his biggest grin yet.

Digging into his musette bag, George pulls out the..what looks like a brick..of a chocolate D-Ration bar. Yes, its a nasty tasteing thing, but if Bar could allow them to have really really good chocolate in that size and shape it would be perfect.

"Something like this?!?"

"Oh my God, that's perfect!" He's really bouncing now, and the domino bucket lies on the table forgotten. "We just need Bar to give us..." he eyes the rafters, "um, a lot. This may take a while. We should start as soon as possible!"

"YES! Let's go see if we can get Bar to do it, wanna?"

Bouncing from the chair the puppet paratrooper waits for Ryan to follow before running over ready to beg for the candy.

"Yeah! Let's go!" Ryan jumps down from the table and puppet runs over to Bar. He struggles to climb one of the stools, panting when he makes it to the top.

"Hi, Bar! Can we have, um, a lot of chocolate bricks, please?" He waits for them to appear.

"OH! Let me go see if I can find Bill to help too!" Jumping from foot to foot he can't help but cackle with glee.

"I'll be back as soon as I find him!"

"Okay! Come find me when you find him!" Ryan turns back to the Bar and the distinct lack of chocolate bricks.

"Bar? The bricks?" Nothing happens. "Bar?" A note appears with the simple message of 'No'. "Aw, you're no fun, Bar," Ryan pouts. He jumps down and heads back to his table full of dominoes. He'll just have to tell George that the chocolate shower is off.

Darn.

A pair of eyes peek up from over the arm of the chair. They watch George and then disappear. Suddenly a cop puppet jumps up onto the arm of the chair, hands pointed in a gun like manner.

"Freeze punk an drop the chocolate!" Bill shouts, then falls forward off the chair arm onto George, "Shhiiit!"

"YYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!" is exactly what George yelps when Bill falls on him. Not to mention he's scared the ever loving fluf out of him! Chocolate is thrown high into the sky hitting patrons that are in the same general area as the two very much hyper puppets.

"You got me, Copper! But you'll never take me alive!"

Bill recovers quickly, disintangling himself and holding his 'gun' on George again. "I'm takin you downtown. Now, you can come quiet or you can...uh...come dead. What's it gonna be?"

"Nicht schiessen!" Luz cries, "Nicht schiessen!" Holding his hands up he lets his eyebrows narrow and his bottom lip come up over the top in an almost pout. "If you want to know where the rest of the chocolate is..."

Dramatic pause.

"..then you will let me go. We can share it. All the chocolate in the world!"

"All the chocolate in the world huh?" Bill seems to consider this a moment, his 'gun' lowering slightly. Then he bring it back up quickly, "No way! I'm a good cop through an through. Now, where's your boss?"

"He's through the- HEY!" Shoving Pardy once the paratrooper puppet makes a little face. "I'm not tellin you where my boss is at! Because..well..I don't even know!"

Snarking a laugh the 'older' puppet then frowns towards where his door should be but isn't. "I'll give you half of the bar's chocolate if you help me find it."

Bill stumbles back at step at the shove. He moves to retailiate then steps on something. "Ooo, chocolate." He bends to pick it up and when he stands up again he's munching on the chocolate and looking at George, "Your door disappeared to huh? Alright, I'll help you find your boss but then I'm takin you both in."

He holsters his weapon and looks at George, "Course, that don't mean you can't share some of the cholate while we look..."

Luz nods once, twice, no, THREE times! before finally moving to also stand in the chair. "But first apple juice dance time!" Doing a little dance requires a lot of movement from little jump boots on a large pillow. He does a few little swing dance moves before running and jumping off the edge of the chair.

"Currahee!" he yells out, his hands moving to pull his parachute release as he hangs in midair. Looking back up Luz makes a small uhon noise when he realizes he has no parachute then goes falling to the floor. When it lands its a loud BOOM! sound like in the cartoons.

Bill watches him, shakes out a few moves and then watches as George takes the leap. He sits on the edge of the chair and looks down at Luz. "Hey buddy, you ain't got a parachute."

He picks up another piece of chocolate and is hit by inspiration as sugar kicks in. "Hey! Heyheyheyheyheyheyhey! We outta get parachutes! An jump from the rafters! That'll be great for the show!"

At this thought Luz perks up. Jumping instantly back to his little booted feet. "YES! I'll show you what D-Day was like! Oh you'll love it!" Runing straight to Bar he makes the sound of a C-47 in flight sticking his arms out and acting like he's flying.

Instead of paying attention to where he is going Luz smacks right into bar. He seems to do that a lot lately...but he is soon back onto his feet and bouncing up and down. "Bar Bar BAR! Can I have the same type of gear I had on D-day? 2 sets? One for Bill and me?"

Almost on cue the puppetsized versions of the 101st Airborne equipment on June 6th drops down behind George causeing him to cackle with laughter. Reaching down he grabs for the better fitting 506th helmet.

"Come on, Bill!"

Bill follows after George, and no he's not staggering when he runs he's...making airplane manuevers! As proof of this he is also making machine gunning noises as he flies. "Thrthrthrthrt! Chigachigachigachiga! Zooooom!" He picks up his own uniform and heads after George again.

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