The CAP: The Chancellors' Lost Wages Antics
by Bird written by Ladybug
Nan munched another cookie. Good thing she had an extra supply. She seemed to have
better luck when she ate them. But for the moment she was alone, which was something she
didn't care for. The cute Elvus impersonator she'd hooked up with was off marrying people
all afternoon, and so what was she to do?
O.M.A.R. wandered around the casinos. He was watching the chancellors, sure, but it got
boring. And Ladybug was gone all day to those sessions. When she got back, she feverishly
wrote grant application after grant application before falling exhausted into bed.
Although wooing her wasn't part of his assignment, he felt it was necessary. To ensure
authenticity, of course. Naturally that's all it was.
Nanaea saw him go by, and darned if he didn't look pretty good. In fact, everything was
looking better to her these days. She grabbed her bag of cookies and ran off after him,
striking up a conversation and leading him to
the bar. O.M.A.R. complied, not wanting to appear anti-social and thus drum up suspicion
of any kind.
What he didn't know was that Rose was smarter than the average
alternate-universe-CA-smuggled-in-to-help-propagate-a-coup. She'd bribed another
convention-goer to copy the notes for her so she could keep tabs on Omar and the other
chancellors. The grants were now being awarded, and she knew she'd clinched a great deal
of money for the university; her grant-writing skills in the other universe were
unparallelled. This convention was for amateurs. The crucial time element was nigh.
She was surprised to feel a pang of jealousy upon seeing Nan and Omar in the bar chatting
together. He was supposed to be her man! Well, not HER man, but this universe's Ladybug's
man, and here he was flirting! She made a joke and he smiled. That was definitely
flirting. She was angry. She'd show him! The wheels turned in Rose's head. Jealousy and
revenge are interuniversal among women, especially Debs. And so, her innocent little eyes
narrowed as she plotted to get even with Omar while carrying out her mission at the same
Meanwhile, in the bar, Nanaea got drunker (amplified by her special cookies) and started
showing more leg from the slit in her toga. O.M.A.R. was trying desperately to think of a
way to get out of there. The leg was nice to look at, but his thoughts were elsewhere.
Ladybug would be done with her sessions before long. He was determined to show her he was
To be continued...
Posted on Sep 01 1999, 01:54 PM