Post by Jumba Jookiba on Oct 20, 2018 18:41:50 GMT -5
Yes Sir, I'm sure you'll be most comfortable and familiar here.
If the Cast Members would stop saying such things, Jumba would stop being suspicious of what Jake had mentioned and too much intel on him...
Whatever, they were right and the Polynesian Resort did settle some of the homesickness even a few days in.
Of course it was a few weeks in now, not yet to Halloween, though Jumba heard there was some party planned up in a week or so and planned to attend. Right now he was settled trying to figure out far more pressing matters.
"Now you listen here, you...squishy Earth food of nothing but corn syrup! You will not defeat me! Bigger Girl was doing this no problems!", after threatening his current victim, Jumba held the stick with the marshmallow on it over the tiki torch yet again. Smores were the easiest of Earth Customs, he felt, but any time prior when he'd been introduced to the treat, Nani and Lilo had lead the way (while Pleakley pretended to understand things about the custom he didn't); Jumba had not been left to fly solo in the venture until now. Maybe that was also why he was attempting it in broad daylight instead of the traditional Nighttime.
Speaking of which, he could fly interplanetary vehicles, why was this so hard!
Jumba held up his stick expectantly, only to frown at the burnt marshmallow. Too close...while the other one hadn't cooked in time because it had been too far...
Dash was normal-rushing home. Well...back to the hotel room where he stayed with his parents and Vi. He didn't know if he would count it home, yet in that confusing way it perhaps was; it was where all his family was at the moment. That was what made home wasn't it?
The boy to have dealt with so many moves in his lifetime should have known this lesson very well. Yet he kept thinking of each new house as home, in that resiliency of young kids, and before they had to move and he had to do it all over again. He just did the same with the parks now.
He had found the most perfect costume of anywhere for Halloween later! And put in the order and it would be coming to the hotel room (and Mom and Dad would still be the ones to pay for it yeah) but Dash had put in all of the work and was feeling so very pleased with himself!
Enough to contemplate celebrating with treats; though he never needed a reason to do that.
And it wasn't his first thought as he quickly cut through one of the walkways around Polynesian Resort. No the large man who had actually lit one of the tiki torches and in the daytime was; and it was enough to cause him to pause.
He watched the man--though he wasn't human, Dash could tell, despite the themed shirt and shorts--grumble at a marshmallow on a stick. Did he...think people thought he was a normal man? So much about it paused Dash that he soon found himself walking up.
"Um...Hello...what are you doing, Sir?", Dash asked, and tilted his head, then grinned, "Trying to make s'mores?", he was half kidding.
Post by Jumba Jookiba on Oct 20, 2018 22:31:50 GMT -5
While he was scowling at the stick, Jumba heard a voice behind him.
"Um...Hello...what are you doing, Sir? Trying to make s'mores?"
Jumba turned to find a small blonde boy standing there studying him. Not the first child he'd encountered here, but the first to stop and give him such attention. "Yes", he answered to the rhetorical question, "And is being very tricky!". Jumba scowled at the stick again, then realized his manners. All those years in the house with Nani (and Pleakley) hadn't left the Evil Genius with no change in his rude behavior.
He turned to the boy fully and lowered his stick, "Please to be forgiving me, I am Jumba Jookiba", Jumba didn't volunteer the Doctor part, but knew there was little harm in giving his full name. He glanced to the stick with the charred marshmallow on it, then back to the boy, "Um...unburned marshmallow?". He rummaged in the bag near him and held out one of the as yet uncooked ones.
He was also just being nice to a local kid, and not asking an Earth native for help with this S'mores business, that would be degrading; as an Evil Genius he could figure such a simple thing out, he was sure! In fact his brain was already running through ideas...
For later perhaps, and after humoring the local boy.
The person turned to him, and Dash grinned while glancing him over in that way only curious children could, even of his age.
"Yes. And is being very tricky!"
Dash's grin grew, just in amusement. First off, he was not doing very well at not broadcasting "not from here", and in admitting he didn't know the first thing about S'mores. It wasn't perhaps unusual that he wasn't from around here, many weren't, but the whole effort into looking like he was...
It had Dash intrigued.
"Well...you're supposed to do it at night, for one thing", Dash helped, walking up, as the other introduced himself in that odd way of speaking.
"Please to be forgiving me, I am Jumba Jookiba...Um...unburned marshmallow?"
"Dashiell Robert Parr; thanks, Dash gave his own name, and took the proffered marshmallow, popping it into his mouth and chewing while he studied Jumba again.
"Special guest right?", he guessed, "That's what they're calling us when we're...zapped from home to here", he went on to explain, "And so maybe it's ok ya don't know; but S'mores are made at night, usually when camping, but not always, and you have to have graham crackers and chocolate too, and you...squish them", he demonstrated with his hands, clapping them together, "like a sandwich. Here if you have those I'll show you".
It would be fun! Even if it wasn't night, again.
Last Edit: Oct 21, 2018 14:07:15 GMT -5 by Dash Parr
Post by Jumba Jookiba on Oct 22, 2018 19:50:37 GMT -5
Lilo was probably about the only other human child Jumba had come across to stare so unashamed, and not that it was a bad thing. Just that the others back on Kauai, and here, would glance and move on. Dashiell Robert Parr stuck around and engaged conversation.
Admirable, and since Jumba could tell he didn't always pull off Normal Hawaiian Tourist fully.
"Well...you're supposed to do it at night, for one thing"
Ah, so at night was important to the S'mores custom. Good to know.
"Special guest right? That's what they're calling us when we're...zapped from home to here"
Dashiell went on to guess and explain. "Ah! Yes! Am being trapped here; you too?", he exclaimed and then asked.
Dashiell next explained more of the S'mores process.
Jumba had not been that clueless in terms of the set up, but found he could only smile as the boy explained, in detail, and with gestures, the set up. He chuckled, taking a nearby seat and patting the one next to him.
For all his evil geniusing, Jumba was a sucker for kids, always had been, it was part of what made him agree so readily also to helping 626 rescue his new friend who then turned Jumba's adopted Ohana and niece, in terms of his and Pleakley's cover, but which they had readily taken on to help her out of trouble with a teacher.
"Ah, yes, thanking you for the explanation, Dashiell", Jumba said, "Afraid for all my inventing, I am still not knowing about marshmallow and chocolate treat". It was just the Marshmallow Equation he couldn't crack, and cooking it perfectly, but he played up, and played along, to let the boy think he had done well in helping him.
"But yes! Was getting small clues, so have both crackers of divided squares and bars of chocolate!", Jumba produced both from the bag next, in each hand, triumphantly. He handed Dashiell the chocolate, and had extra if the boy ate some before they could make a S'more properly.
"But, am having idea on how we can make pesksy marshmallows behave...", Jumba leaned a bit nearer, but not so near as to immediately scare the boy off, "Observe". Jumba stood and after glancing about, grabbed a few sticks from the surrounding grass.
He then reached back into the marshmallow bag and got one, ”And maybe we will be sacrificing one treat for S'mores to cause”, he told the boy with a smile, smushing the marshmallow into a paste like blob and sticking the sticks in a circle.
Almost a marshmallow spider.
”Now...”, he glanced around at the ground again, ”Am needing...something...”, Jumba knew he couldn’t fully explain. He would know if what he was thinking through would work when, and if, he saw an item that would work, but he couldn't expected the boy to know that, so he scanned for himself.
The way this one talked! And not to label it a completely bad thing...it was...interesting, and he was interesting. Unique. Dash nodded to the question of if he was another Special Guest, and stuck here as well. "Yeah, me and my family".
Mr. Jumba Jookiba next took a seat in a nearby outdoor chair, indicating for Dash to take the one next to him if he wanted. Dash wasn't put out one bit, and normal rushed over to do so.
"Ah, yes, thanking you for the explanation, Dashiell"
Oh, right...that..., Dash caught on to a slight point where he should correct Mr. Jookiba, but also knew to politely wait until he was done.
"Afraid for all my inventing, I am still not knowing about marshmallow and chocolate treat"
A pause came after this, so Dash jumped in, "Um...you can just call me Dash", he said. ”And you make stuff? That’s cool”, he commented causally.
"But yes! Was getting small clues, so have both crackers of divided squares and bars of chocolate!"
Now with the issue of his name taken care of, Dash looked intrigued as Mr. Jookiba procured the chocolate and graham crackers! Handing him the chocolate, which the boy took readily.
"Well that's good", Dash chuckled.
"But, am having idea on how we can make pesksy marshmallows behave...Observe"
And Dash did just that, watching as Jumba got up and gathered twigs, before "sacrificing one of their treats" and making a paste. It was all so Elementary School craft fitting, and yet...Dash just had this feeling about it, so much so that as Jumba went on, saying he needed...something, Dash hopped up, eager to help, and scanned around for...something.
The Cast Members did a good job of keeping trash off the ground, and the whole parks tidy, so Dash raided one of the nearby cans, "Hmm...coke can...old corn dog stick...electric toothbrush...Mickey hat...", he rummaged more, there had to be something!
Last Edit: Oct 24, 2018 21:54:30 GMT -5 by Dash Parr
Post by Jumba Jookiba on Oct 26, 2018 22:57:48 GMT -5
The boy and his family were stuck here. Still missing his own Ohana, Jumba pondered on if that was a good or bad thing. They were together, but together and stuck...and a different stuck than Jumba's own half-probation on Earth.
"Well...am glad you are having people who love you here; is most important thing", Jumba admitted with a small smile. And sure, he may not have said it as much, but he still agreed with the sentiment and on his own end as well.
The boy had given a very long name, but apparently went just by Dash. "Dash", Jumba repeated, "Will be remembering". He next had to chuckle as Dash asked if he made things. If he answered completely honestly and unhindered, he could blow little blonde mind!
"Yes, many useful things, like hydraulic lift for old house, entire top rooftop dome. Am...something of Inventor...and Genius". Jumba left out mentions of Evil and Science and Experiments for the moment.
The scientist had already decided, in his own mind, and before using it, that something as obvious as he ever went with like Blonde Boy, or Little Blonde Boy was Dash's nickname, but given the way he leap up and darted over to be of use (and his own already present name) Helpful Dashing Boy might be better, and in terms of even normal speed, not his looks his mother no doubt found adorable still...
Jumba just smiled and watched as Dash rummaged for his own sake, eager to see what the boy might mention as useful. Can of Earth soda was not to be tossed aside fully and might be useful for other things... this thought was interrupted as Jumba heard Dash mention something he could use now!
"Please to be bringing teeth cleaning pole of electrical power!, Jumba sat up and exclaimed, looking almost like an excited kid, "Yes! Will be most helpful! Give, give, give! Er, Please", Jumba recalled his manners.
Dash just smiled, by way of answering, as Jumba said the most important thing was that he had his family here, or people who loved him. Yeah...it was. He also would try to remember his nickname! So that was a plus!
"Yes, many useful things, like hydraulic lift for old house, entire top rooftop dome. Am...something of Inventor...and Genius"
"Wow! Really?!", Dash looked intrigued! Of course Miss E had cool stuff at her place too, but...she was not accessible and prone to let children mess with said tech...
But more than that! It sounded like Mr. Jookiba made whole rooms! "Have you made anything like that here, yet?", Dash went on to ask. "Yeah, Miss E who designs my parent's...clothes", Dash almost messed up! "...has cool gadgets too, but I don't think she's made any rooftop domes!".
Mr. Jumba just proved all this resourcefulness and Genius, as he called it, when on his search, he stopped Dash about the toothbrush and asked for that! Dash glanced to the thing curiously, "Really? Well...ok". He came over and handed it, taking a seat and peering at the self-proclaimed inventor in interest, swinging his legs as he pondered something, feeling it was alright, he took another marshmallow and chewed it before going on, "Mr. Jumba...is it ok if I ask you something?", Dash went ahead with the something. "Where do you come from that they don't have marshmallows and S'mores?", Dash had heard they got all sorts of strange types, and seen small clues to that already.
Post by Jumba Jookiba on Oct 30, 2018 21:05:51 GMT -5
Jumba had the effect of instantly intriguing Dash with explanation of his tech he’d built even for the Pelekai household. Oh if he was thinking that was something! Jumba smiled, and thought to himself. Dashiell Robert Parr should come see what he had accomplished on Turo! Ok, not all of it...
"Have you made anything like that here, yet?"
Jumba chuckled, ”No...have only been here few days and so am thinking maybe I should not be giving Cast Members reason to kick me out just yet...”. Jumba, of course, wouldn’t let any—or few, Cast Members bottom of the list—stop him if he really had an idea in his mind, but he was joking with Dash a bit; trying to keep whatever cool reputation he may had inadvertently gained. As an alien who posed as an uncle for so long, Jumba wasn’t opposed to children liking him, much as he knew he was a horrible role model at times.
”Jumba’s tech is also having a bad habit of...going kaboom”, he admitted. He heard what else Dash said on this friend of the family. ”Ah, this Miss E is sounding like someone both Jumba and friend Pleakley could both talk to!”, if she did both, ”Is being very rare”.
Dash looked a bit confused when Jumba asked for the electric toothbrush; to be expected, he didn’t yet know what Jumba could do! Dash brought it to him and then took a seat. Thankfully Jumba often kept at least a screwdriver on him, it being useful for repairs and small, on the go, type inventing. If such came up. Also a small magnifier.
After taking the toothbrush, Jumba popped off the bottom to see what he had to work with, and set the magnifier, ”Now...let us be seeing...”, Yes! This would work! Not as well as if Jumba just made something, from scratch, to do the task, but he could work with it...
"Mr. Jumba...is it ok if I ask you something?"
Jumba didn’t look up from his work, but heard Dash. ”Hmm...?”, he was about to say yes anyway, but the boy went on.
"Where do you come from that they don't have marshmallows and S'mores?"
This question caused Jumba to pause, and glance over to Dash fully, lowering the magnifier. It wasn’t a surprise his cover was that transparent, it had always been. He studied Dash a bit, then sighed.
He seemed a good kid, like Lilo. Could probably handle it.
”Alright...am knowing if you come over to see inventions is only going to be short time anyway before all is being up...”, Jumba still paused again, ”Are you believing in aliens, small blonde boy?”, he asked.
”No...have only been here few days and so am thinking maybe I should not be giving Cast Members reason to kick me out just yet...”
Dash laughed. Mr. Jumba was funny! Very funny! And just gave off that air of Super Cool that, as a ten-year-old, Dash felt he was very capable of assessing and picking up.
”Jumba’s tech is also having a bad habit of...going kaboom”
That probably was not a joke, but Dash laughed again anyway. "Well I wanna see it, if I can, and even if it does go kaboom!". Of course Helen would no doubt have a different view of this plan of her son's, but Dash was already quite sure Mr. Jumba was responsible enough even to watch a young boy around even slightly dangerous tech. And Dash himself knew enough not to get hurt. It would be fine, and interesting!
”Ah, this Miss E is sounding like someone both Jumba and friend Pleakley could both talk to! Is being very rare”
Dash chuckled again, "He doesn't like science?", he guessed and asked.
Dash next stood on his chair as Mr. Jumba fiddled with the toothbrush with just a screw driver it seemed! What was he doing? Dash peered closer after throwing out his question, but it caused Jumba to pause and glanced to him. Yeah...and standing closer up now, those four eyes were very noticeable, and since he had had to shift the sunglasses.
Still, Dash didn't immediately think what Mr. Jumba went on to ask about.
”Alright...am knowing if you come over to see inventions is only going to be short time anyway before all is being up...”
Really?! He could come see the inventions?! Alright! Dash silently celebrated this victory even as Jumba went on.
”Are you believing in aliens, small blonde boy?"
That question caused Dash's face to scrunch, just thoughtfully and as he pondered through the movies he'd seen. "Aliens? Like round saucers that come down and steal cows?* And suck up your brains?", he asked. Granted the alien movies he had had access to were very cliche, and not that Mom exactly let him watch some of the scarier, color, ones either. Then another question. "Are...you an alien?".
<<*Ok I can't find that they used the cliche in a movie but the story of it's been around since 70s so...creative licence>>
Last Edit: Nov 3, 2018 12:32:23 GMT -5 by Dash Parr
Post by Jumba Jookiba on Nov 6, 2018 14:21:10 GMT -5
"Well I wanna see it, if I can, and even if it does go kaboom!"
Dash declared! Jumba chuckled and ruffled his hair, "That is being the spirit! You would make fine scientist yourself with that attitude, ah you are like Little-Girl-Lilo, not scared of anything!", he praised, then moved past even his own reference. If Lilo wasn't here, that meant she was home and with 626, so she was very well taken care of. He didn't know yet, but even here, she still was.
Dash next tried to guess out why Pleakley and Jumba himself couldn't talk too long to one person and on one topic. Didn't like science...
Jumba was honest enough to admit to himself it was yes and no. He didn't like Jumba's science.
"Ack, is not understanding true genius!", Jumba explained. "For the bit of instance, one time Jumba made entire system of...racks, for clothes. Pleakley does all the laundry for family we help because Jumba hates it, so am thinking will make rack that moves clean clothes to closets, all on it's own!", Jumba explained, "It would even sense dirty clothes and be bringing them down".
Of course the device sounded a lot like a still flawed Experiment he'd made and yet to suffer the consequences from, but still, he had had high hopes...as he always did.
As he told his story, Jumba sighed, "Pleakley was complaining when fancy robe he wore for...something, am forgetting what, was so clean, by his own doing, machine picked him up, still in clothes, and shoved him in Bigger-Girl-Nani's closet! I can not be fixing every bug!".
As to whether or not Dash believed in Aliens...as Jumba prepared to come clean.
"Aliens? Like round saucers that come down and steal cows? And suck up your brains?"
Jumba made a face, "Am not knowing anyone personally to travel so many light-years for Earth beef...or brains", the idea these humans had!
"Are...you an alien?"
Jumba smiled, and checked that they were still alone currently before spilling that much, "Yes, though old space ship was more of...rocket and have never eaten earth brains or human".
"That is being the spirit! You would make fine scientist yourself with that attitude, ah you are like Little-Girl-Lilo, not scared of anything!"
Dash was starting to realize that Mr. Jumba just titled people like that. Small Blonde Boy; Little Girl Lilo. Who sounded cool off this description. He guessed he now technically had two, maybe three nicknames himself. Mr. Héctor having given him one as well, and on top of Uncle Lucius calling him Speedo. Well, but cooler adults got that right, and Dash would now lump Jumba into that along with Mr. Héctor and Uncle Lucius even.
"Ack, is not understanding true genius! For the bit of instance, one time Jumba made entire system of...racks, for clothes. Pleakley does all the laundry for family we help because Jumba hates it, so am thinking will make rack that moves clean clothes to closets, all on it's own! It would even sense dirty clothes and be bringing them down"
Mr. Jumba just proved Dash's even unspoken point with this! See making laundry interesting!
"Pleakley was complaining when fancy robe he wore for...something, am forgetting what, was so clean, by his own doing, machine picked him up, still in clothes, and shoved him in Bigger-Girl-Nani's closet! I can not be fixing every bug!"
Dash laughed, "Yeah that does sound like just his fault! And your machine sounds so cool! So what ya gonna do with the toothbrush?!" Now that Dash knew the possibilities!
"Am not knowing anyone personally to travel so many light-years for Earth beef...or brains"
Dash gave an almost embarrassed chuckle, "Well I don't know that's just what the movies show...".
"Yes, though old space ship was more of...rocket and have never eaten earth brains or human"
"Wait really?!", event though Dash had guessed it, to know he was sitting here talking to an alien! "A rocket! Like with...thrusters and everything! Do you have it with you?!", Dash stood on his chair again, forget toothbrush engineering, if there was a rocket ship concealed somewhere Dash had to see it right this very second!
The fact that this meant Mr. Jumba was probably a pilot, and Mom would probably find that interesting made it into Dash's mind, to be evaluated if ever important, but was not his main focus right now!
Post by Jumba Jookiba on Nov 14, 2018 10:38:31 GMT -5
"Yeah that does sound like just his fault! And your machine sounds so cool! So what ya gonna do with the toothbrush?!"
Ah! And his own hunch about the boy was correct as well! Jumba grinned and gave Dash a friendly little shoulder poke, "Very good, Small-Blonde-Boy-Dash, see! Was knowing you were just so smart to take Jumba's side! Very, very, very so smart!", Jumba gave a small chuckle, then held up the toothbrush, "As for bit of small earth-power!", now that the alien earth-feline was sort of out of the sack, "Jumba shall be converting into Marshmallow-toaster--aider....will think of better name. Observe!".
He kept tinkering even through the rest of the conversation.
"Well I don't know that's just what the movies show..."
Dash admitted sheepishly. Jumba glanced up to give him a reassuring smile, before glancing back, "Oh, am loving Earth-Alien-Movies, not to be getting opinion wrong; like giant ant that destroyed whole village? Very very classic! One of Jumba's favorites". Jumba kept tinkering. He almost had it...
"Wait really?! A rocket! Like with...thrusters and everything! Do you have it with you?!"
Dash's excitement and hopping actually caused Jumba to start enough to drop his screwdriver. He just chuckled to himself though, he should have known, after so long around Lilo. Earth kids were excitable. He'd finished anyway and after picking up his screwdriver, popped the toothbrush casing closed.
"Sadly no, Rocket-converted-to-Lab is back home; but Blonde-Boy-Dash can watch this!", he held up the toothbrush triumphantly and squished the marshmallow-stick-craft on-top. "Now we are seeing...". Jumba pushed the switch up that was supposed to just make the brush part (now hidden under marshmallow) move, but instead it now spun at a medium-rate-rapidly.
"Haha!", Jumba grinned to Dash, obviously waiting for the boy to tell him how good he'd done, "Now we shall be speeding up the process and accounting for Jumba-error! Uh, last is very rare though", he told Dash as he stood and walked back over the fire, holding the now rotating sticks over it.
Dash just chuckled as Jumba praised him for being so smart as to take his side. Well, yeah, he was always on the side of fun vs. stuffy!
"Jumba shall be converting into Marshmallow-toaster--aider....will think of better name. Observe!"
Dash pondered names himself as he watched. Hmm...Marshmallow-toaster-aider could work. It was on the nose, like Incredmobile.
"Oh, am loving Earth-Alien-Movies, not to be getting opinion wrong; like giant ant that destroyed whole village? Very very classic! One of Jumba's favorites"
Dash actually knew what Jumba was talking about! Those old black and white horror movies Jumba had no doubt watched for the nostalgic scene fitting were closer to his time and sometimes played on TV.
"Oh yeah! I've seen that one!", Dash laughed, "Mom and Vi were talking about how bad an ant that size would be in the house!".
"Sadly no, Rocket-converted-to-Lab is back home; but Blonde-Boy-Dash can watch this!"
Aww man! Dash got over his sadness at not being able to explore an actual alien space ship lab! "Worst luck!", he sounded just as, if not more, disappointed than Jumba himself and slumped back in his chair, before hopping back up to stand on the seat as Jumba went on showing more cool science.
As a rule Dash thought Science was ok, nothing like what Miss E could do with a fashion line, but this was Alien Science!
"Haha! Now we shall be speeding up the process and accounting for Jumba-error! Uh, last is very rare though"
Dash was unaware he had a job, but still did it very nicely. "Woah! That's amazing!", despite the cool gadgets the boy had seen, he was pretty easily impressed, and by an alien's half try. He hopped up and followed Mr. Jumba as he put the now spinning marshmallows over the fire. Dash was then hit with an idea.
"Hey I know! I'll get the graham crackers and chocolate ready and we can have a S'mores assembly line!", he ran over and grabbed the packages, getting one cracker and chocolate ready.
Post by Jumba Jookiba on Nov 21, 2018 23:29:28 GMT -5
Little Dashiell Robert Parr's young enthusiasm was fun to be around! And for the energy that reminded him of Lilo again. He chuckled along with the boy's point of a giant ant. "Hmm...yes, I suppose would be very scary for humans...interesting point, will have to remember that...".
He was half kidding. He was not going to try to make a giant ant...probably.
Dash seemed as upset, if not more so about Jumba's lab being back in Hawaii. The alien gave a small chuckle. "Not to be worrying, will work on problem of finding one here".
The boy gave the obligatory response to Jumba's all but expectant pause, but far more genuinely than Pleakley ever had...and not followed by mentioning how it would endanger everyone! Jumba smiled pleased as he walked over the fire, Dash following to continue to watch.
"Hey I know! I'll get the graham crackers and chocolate ready and we can have a S'mores assembly line!"
Jumba chuckled again, and could hardly shoot down Dash's enthused idea. "Alright, be getting crackers of divided squares and bars of chocolate", he repeated the name he called the earth stuff by, as he kept his attention on the marshmallows' progress.
"Hmm...yes, I suppose would be very scary for humans...interesting point, will have to remember that..."
Mr. Jumba said, but in a way that didn't give Dash confidence he wasn't going to try something. In fact it gave him the opposite feeling and he wondered a bit what the alien could have meant by that. Not in a watching Super Villians kind of way, just intrigue.
He then promised he would find a lab here! "Ok! I'll come visit when you do!", Dash gave his own promise. Of course he was promising such without regard to any plans that may come up and with little boys not owning their own free time anyway, but he meant the promise as near as he could fulfill. At some point. When he could. And if he had it.
Mr. Jumba agreed to the S'more's Assembly Line idea! Dash normal rushed over and grabbed the packages, prepping one. If he let himself go full steam, he knew he could keep up the assembly line no problem, but he also knew he shouldn't do that outside of costume. Dash reminded himself to not be competitive...
Post by Jumba Jookiba on Nov 25, 2018 16:02:23 GMT -5
Dash promised to visit him in his lab when he had one! Ah, now he had even more reason to keep to such a promise, and he hadn't even come across 625 yet! Not that it was a problem. Jumba did intend to keep his promise and get up a lab, he just needed a few more days with which to scout probably.
The boy was also pleased when he agreed to the assembly line idea. Well why not, and if it worked! The thought that 625 would also be good at such a job, with advance sandwich-making skills he had given himself and worked out, did cross Jumba's mind just in casual pondering.
He wouldn't expect one Earth boy to be up to those standards but they would see!
And Jumba didn't actually intend to go hard on the youth...it just happened within the process as the rotating stick finished up one batch, which he handed off, pleased with the performance, and then another. On about the third, Jumba noticed it had maybe been a bit faster than the last...by the fourth he was concerned about the apparatus!
No smoke though, so he handed it off...watching the tool a bit too much to see if Dash was ready.
Dash stood, poised and ready, and could watch the set of sticks rotate without giving anything away about his speed, which translated to super reflexes as well, enough to handle when he ran. There were six sticks, so six at at a time. Dash prepared to prep that many at a time and at half-normal speed.
He was still learning what that was in some situations.
The first set Jumba passed off when well, though! And the second! Hmm...but that was getting faster..., Dash noticed, and wondered if it was on purpose, still had this! Well, or he only dropped one...
Dash just shook it off and prepared again. Now it was spinning very fast, and he wondered if he could keep up without giving anything away, still he geared up to try...when it came apart or something. Something happened to end up with him feeling like the soft parts of the marshmallows suddenly hit him in the face and next blink through goop now on his face...
He blinked again, the dabbed at it and licked his finger.
Post by Jumba Jookiba on Nov 25, 2018 16:04:00 GMT -5
The boy was very good! Jumba was impressed at how well he was doing, yet then of course the plan went out the window...
Jumba winced as marshmallow flew out and then covered the Earth boy. Oh well, it was a rare invention that went completely right...
"Ah, so sorry there, small-blonde-boy...", Jumba fished out a rag he also always had on him, for invention help and half handed, half dabbed at the boy's face himself. He then sighed, "Well, that was being bust...perhaps back to board for scribbles!", if Jumba had one thing, failure didn't get him too down.
He picked up the brush part of what was once the toothbrush and discarded the damaged branches to replace for try two...or maybe replace them with metal. Yes that was sounding better, he decided. As he worked, he side glanced over to Dash. "But suppose you are now wanting to do something besides be pelted with marshmallows for aiding?", he guessed and asked. Pleakley had given up helping him with anything after a similar incident, besides the closet stuffing one.
Jumba handed him a rag for his face. Dash wiped at it. board for scribbles? Oh back to the drawing board! Dash was getting better at translating Mr. Jumba, as it were.
"But suppose you are now wanting to do something besides be pelted with marshmallows for aiding?"
The boy actually laughed, like that would get him down! Hero work involved that and more! He couldn't mention this reason though...
"Oh, nah, it's fine", he said as he finished up wiping his face and handed the rag back, "I probably should go just because my Mom's expecting me before too long! But I'll come help again, and...if ya really want to find out more about S',mores you should check out Wilderness Lodge and the spots around there, they have camp sites and stuff and S'mores are a very big part of camp outs!", Dash gave a parting bit of advice.
"But anyway, I had fun!", Dash assured, and since he knew it would look like he was beating a hasty retreat, "See ya later Mr. Jookiba! And don't worry, I won't tell folks you're an alien". Dash understood secrets.
Last Edit: Nov 25, 2018 16:05:25 GMT -5 by Dash Parr
Edna Mode: ok i'm gonna reply soon in my treasure hunt group give me a sec to brainstorm
Jun 27, 2020 22:47:21 GMT -5
Wart: Re: Shanghaied--if you want to keep going, no problem, but I'm really stuck with more to do with Lottie. You can leave her at the spa and go on. Maybe you'll even meet her later again.
Jun 28, 2020 11:06:24 GMT -5
Patch: I just started an rp where Patch and Ronno meet, if that’s okay.
Jun 30, 2020 14:27:22 GMT -5
Pleakley: Having major computer problems, folks. I might need a new machine
Jun 30, 2020 17:27:50 GMT -5
Mowgli: Ooh, Kaa is coming. It sure will be interesting to rp with him.
Jul 3, 2020 15:40:30 GMT -5
Bolt: Re: Shanghaied Sure can do; I'll use the next few post to see if I want to start a new thread or not.
Jul 3, 2020 18:08:38 GMT -5
Bolt: Re: Patch sure it's okay! ^_^ I'll have to Ronno's post up.
Jul 3, 2020 18:09:05 GMT -5
Ronno: Finally got the post up.
Jul 8, 2020 17:29:25 GMT -5
Edna Mode: hey sorry if my postings been slow, my laptop was sent for repair after a defect caused the thing to shut off and wont turn back on hopefully i'll get it back either tomorrow or saturday depends on how quick the repair goes
Jul 9, 2020 17:51:27 GMT -5
Lilo Pelekai: lol moments like that make me so happy i have a tech guy XD
Jul 9, 2020 19:52:21 GMT -5