In a corn field in mid-west Nebraska...
A group of people stood around chatting in the middle of a crop circle. A pile of luggage to the side of the clearing. Next to them a tall dark haired man in a trench coat stood, a lady next to him trying to get his attention.
“Oh come on Duncan.... I said I was sorry... I know I’ve been such a... naughty girl. Perhaps you can punish me later?” Amanda cooed while wrapping around the still angry Highlander. Duncan’s eyes twitched a bit, but he remained firm. He would not be fooled by Amanda’s feminine wiles this time!
Amanda pouted and then her eyes grew hard. So the Boy Scout was playing hard to get was he? Well she’d break through that stubborn Scottish pride, if it was the last thing she did! Amanda prepared to renew her assault when she was interrupted by a third voice.
“Why do I have to be the baggage boy?” Grumbled Adam Pierson, AKA Methos. Amanda looked up and smirked.
“Because you wanted to crash the party remember? Well I only invited my Duncan; if you want to come you have to make yourself useful.” Amanda turned back to her love. “Isn’t that right Duncan?”
“I’m still not speaking to you.” Duncan hmphed. How dare she run up his credit card bill... AGAIN!
Amanda scowled and went back to trying to seduce her reluctant boyfriend.
Across the field two other adults stood. The male of the two hoping around excited, finally annoying his female partner. “Enough Mulder! You’re acting like a little kid!”
“But Scully! This is it! Finally proof that Aliens exist! “Mulder replied while hopping around like a kid on Christmas.
Scully scowled at her partner, it was going to be a long week.
In the center of the clearing a young blonde stood up, finally fed up. “That’s it! Where is our ride? I am so sick of waiting!”
Her companion smiled softly. “Clam down Buffy. Giles arranged a suitable temporary guardian for the hell mouth while you’re gone. You don’t have to worry about that.”
Buffy snorted. “It’s not that. I’m just sick of waiting. We get this mysterious invitation that ells us to come out to the middle of nowhere. And nobody shows to pick us up! I just wish something would HAPPEN!”
Just as those words left her mouth the entire area was bathed in a blue glow. When it cleared the fields occupants and their luggage had vanished.
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They all blinked as they found themselves inside a rather high-tech room, one side being a transparent material, revealing a floating earth in the distance. Buffy was the first to comment. “One of these days I’m going to learn to stop saying that.”
A giggle to the side drew their attention. A girl around Buffy’s age stepped forward. “Hi you must be the other guests! I’m Yohko.”
Buffy smiled and introduced herself. Soon the two were engrossed in conversation.
Mulder’s eyes widened as he looked across the group already there especially the ones group of 7girls in similar outfits. “Scully! I told you! The truth is out there and....it wears... short cheerleading skirts?”
Scully blinked and silently whapped Mulder upside the head. “Get your mind out of the gutter Mulder.”
Amanda blinked and quickly dragged Duncan to amore secluded part of the room, intent on her seduction. Methos sighed and did his own survey of the group they just joined.
Hmm over there was some guy in a leather jacket, interesting crescent moon there. Looked like he wanted to rip that guy with the black eye apart. Good thing that blue haired girl was restraining him. Hmm nearby were two other mates with their respective others. Looked like brothers if he were to guess. Methos whistled in appreciation at the two female forms, one of which was quite bouncy.
Chuckling to himself Methos continued scanning the group. Over there stood a pair of twins. Next to them stood another twin, a twin to the girl who was currently chatting with... what did she say her name was? Oh yes Buffy... Didn’t seem too happy with her either.
Near the translucent wall was another couple. Looked like a normal girl to Methos, but his instincts screamed priestess of some sort to him. Certainly had an odd boyfriend. Methos briefly wondered if those Dog ears were real. Next to them stood an obvious mother with her blue haired daughter. Mother seemed normal enough; the daughter sent something tingling to him. Like an itch he couldn’t scratch. Oh well she was to busy with that computer of hers anyways. Funny Methos didn’t know they made lap tops that small nowadays.
Over in a corner sat some guy in a worn white gi meditating, probably a traveling fighter or something along the lines considering his duffle bag.
Methos noted a few other folks in the group before finally shifting his gaze over to the last groups. Hmm 7 short skirted girls. Methos frowned, something familiar about them, he couldn’t quite place it. Almost like he had seen them before in a painting or something. Although that one with the tall key shaped staff looked very familiar, if he could just remember from where. Oh look she was turning his way, now where did he remember her from.
“METHOS!!!!!”
Oh yes now he remembered, Sailor Pluto or something like that. Time to go find a good place to hide. “Eh-heh... Pluto-chan...”
Don’t Pluto-CHAN ME YOU YOU YOU!!!”
Methos blinked as he saw the enraged senshi of time charge forward staff ready for bludgeoning. Yup discretion is the better part of valor here, or in other words... “RUN AWAY!”
Duncan paused in his fending off of Amanda’s advances as he looked up curious. “Was that Methos screaming?”
Amanda paused and glanced into the main room as well. “I think it was... never knew he could scream like a girl.”
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SG-1 Command center.
General Hammond turned to SG-1 and spoke. “Well it seems like Thor picked up all of his guests.”
Jack O’neil smiled. “Then I guess it’s off to Jurai for us right?”
Hammond paused and looked uncomfortable. “Not exactly. Even with Asgard technology, the ship with those guests will take a few days to reach Jurai. The Stargate is instantaneous. Thus we have been assigned to bring along a few guests of our own. Guests who have either arranged through the pentagon or are considered to be of importance.”
The SG-1 team looked at each other and then back at Hammond. Jack spoke again. “You’re kidding right sir? Who are we suppose to take with us?”
Hammond sighed. “No I’m not this was cleared by the president himself. As for whom well I have the list right here. Ah yes, a Mrs. Nodoka Saotome. Apparently the mother of the groom. The emperor of Japan, who according to public record is staying at a private retreat fro the week. A Mr. Brain and Pinky, two genetically engineered lab mice who are taking a break from trying to take over the world? That can’t be right, must be a typo. Three operatives from a fellow secret organization Hypnos. Oh and there Partners. As well as the head of Hypnos Mr. Yamaki who is a Chaperone. All except Mr. Brain and Pinky will be arriving later this evening from Japan. You will be escorting them through the Star Gate in the morning, after the doctor has gone over them. That is all. I suggest you all get a good night sleep.
SG-1 one nodded and exited. Several expecting that tomorrow would be a most interesting day....
They had no idea....
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Meanwhile over the Atlantic flew the emperor’s personal plane, although for once it wasn’t crowded with politicians. Rather it contained the Emperor himself, three Digimon tamers, Two Digimon, one sentient source of digivolution, one very proud mother who was currently discussing with the two female tamers about who to get the third to be properly manly to them. One leader of a super secret organization monitoring the internet and in the luggage compartment, one VERY cold Digimon who speaks with a Brooklyn accent.
"I am ASGARD, not a Grey. Please do not insult me by associating me with those degenerates."
Iori: Him... I like.
Oh you have NO idea.
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