Seventeenth PSI

[a_gentle_boy]

[Lucas has a package!  It is very large and it is wrapped up all nicely on his driveway, blocking the passage of any cars.  He wonders momentarily what he could have possibly gotten back until realizing that he only has one 'possession' that's shaped like this.  After spending about twenty minutes carefully removing it from its packaging, Lucas beams at the extremely odd . . . thing.]

Hi.  It's nice to see you again.

[With that, he gets on.  And is instantly dragged away.]

W-Wha . . . Uwahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  S-S-Slowwww d-doooooown!

[He hangs on for dear life.
Mr. Saturn's Tea Table is rampaging around the town!  Lucas has forgotten how to control this thing and is liable to smash into anybody and everything.  It's a little smaller than a car and seats four.  Here is a picture although it's larger than that in canon.  Here is a video demonstrating it running things over.]

Sorry!  . . .   Ah, get out of the way! . . .   I-I'll heal you later . . . !   Tea Table!   You've got to calm down!

Comments

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

[ Hit! She starts kind of bawwing. ]

W-watch where you're going, idiot!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry! I forgot how to make it stoppppp!

[His voice fades as Lucas rides away into the wind. . . . Or something. About three minutes pass before he comes puffing and panting up the street, absent a tea table.]

A-Are. Are you OK?!

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

[ Stops crying quickly. She can't let anyone see that. ]

D-didn't hurt at all. But more importantly, you're lucky I'm not that angry over it or I would beat you up. What was that thing anyway?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

O-Oh. I'm sorry . . . It's my tea table.

[That thinks it's a horse.]

Are you sure you're not hurt anywhere? It didn't kick you too hard?

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

Tea table? Don't play around. What is it really?

[ She's a bit sore but she doesn't want to show any weakness. She stands up and stands confidently. ] Something like that couldn't hurt me. I-I'm the strongest country ever!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . It's really a tea table. It just . . . moves around a lot.

[His eyes brighten up at 'country'.]

So you're like Mr. Netherlands? Which country are you? I read a lot about all of the ones from his world.

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

Tea tables can't move, idiot. That's stupid.

You have? So you'll definitely know me. I'm the great Principality of Wy, of course. [ Except no one has heard of her. ]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

This one does.

[Blink. . . . Lucas pauses. And thinks. And thinks. . . . Um. His face begins to grow red.]

O-Oh! Right. The one um. In the. Upper part of the . . . map?

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

That's impossible.

[ Pause pause pause filled with anger. ] It's in Australia, stupid! And here I thought you might be smart.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Oh! . . . I. I must've been looking at it upside-down. Of course! Australia. I remember now.

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

I-it's technically... Not in a map yet. 'Cause I've only just been recognised... But I'll be on there soon! Anyway, you're just a stupid liar.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

O-Oh.

You're right. I was lying. I don't remember reading about Wy at all . . .

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

... Hmph. [ Well, she's used to that. ] It's not like I care if you haven't heard of me. What's your name anyway?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

My name is Lucas. And that really is my tea table.

[As he speaks, it goes galloping by in the other direction.]

. . . I should probably catch it sometime.

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

[ OK hold on.

She's watching it.

That really is a tea table.

She screams. ]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

W-What's wrong?! Did I say something wrong?!

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

Th... That's a bloody tea table! Galloping around!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Um. Yes. It's designed to look like a Mr. Saturn. . . . I thought I just told you.

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

But... but I thought you were lying! How'd you get one of those? How does it work? And what's a Mr. Saturn?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Well. I got it from the Mr. Saturns. They're really nice, but they're walking heads and they talk a little funny. And I try not to lie if I can, but I didn't want you to feel bad that I'd never heard of you.

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

You come from a really crazy place... What else do ya got there?

I-I definitely wouldn't feel bad if you hadn't heard of me. 'cause... You will! Everyone will soon. I'm just starting out as a country, so that's why.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Well . . . The strangest thing besides Saturn Valley is probably PSI. Psycho . . . Psycho-something.

[Fwoosh. Have some healing Lifeup Alpha, Wy.]

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

H-huh? That was... PSI? [ She thinks that's cool but she can't say that. ]

... Seems sorta interesting, I guess. Too weird for my tastes though. I like my house better.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . What does your house have to do with anything?

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

It's better than anythin' you could show me. It's real pretty and there's lots of creativity all around... A-and there'll be a highway there soon! Really!