Mickie's Adventures in Boston-land (Chapter One)

**This is Mickie here. I'm hijacking the Avatar Repertory Theater blog to post a report about SLCC to the masses. Keep in mind that this writing is creative and while it does reflect the actual events, some things have been changed or omitted to allow the story to work a bit better. There will be multiple chapters posted throughout the next several days... so be sure to check back.**

Mickie was beginning to get very tired of sitting by a stranger on the plane, and of having nothing to do. Once or twice she had peeped out the window of the plane, but the wing of the plane blocked most of her view. 'And what is the use of a window', thought Mickie, 'without scenery to view?'

So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the long flight made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of doing a puzzle would be worth the trouble of crouching down and fishing out her puzzle book, when suddenly the pilot announced they would be going into a holding pattern due to bad weather, delaying the flight.

There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Mickie think it so very much out of the way to hear her neighbor say to herself, `Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' When the plane landed, Mickie took a watch out of her pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on (for she had to hurry to another terminal to make it to Boston on time). Mickie stood on her feet for the TSA scan, but it seemed the DC agents were burning with curiosity as to what she held in her bag. They searched it thoroughly, and fortunately finished just in time to allow Mickie to board her flight to Boston.

In another moment up went the plane to Boston, never once slowing on its way.

After the plane landed, Mickie followed the terminal exit sign, which went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then turned suddenly right, so suddenly that Mickie had not a moment to notice a man named Sodo watching her until he called out, afterwards taking her to his car.

Either the roads were very confusing, or she couldn't read a map, for they had plenty of time as they drove to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next (because she had caused them to become lost). First, she tried to look down at the map and make out what they were coming to, but it was too disorienting; then they stopped for directions, finally allowing for them to make their way safely to the hotel.

`Well!' thought Mickie to herself, `after such a trip as this, I shall think nothing of checking in! This part should be easy!'

Stress, stress, stress, would the bad luck never stop? 'Your card is not working' the hotel clerk said aloud. `That must be a mistake' (for, you see, Mickie had saved her money for a trip of this sort). A stressful phone call later, the money troubles were sorted and Mickie and Sodo took their bags to their room.

Joined by Joff, Lauren Weyland, and Explorer Dastardly, they set off to dinner at P.F. Chang's. Along their walk, they came upon a street that had to be crossed, but cross walks were too far off. Mickie followed Lauren's example and crossed the street illegally.

Mickie was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to the curb in a moment. Before them was a table and some menus, and they ordered their food happily. There was not a moment to be lost: away they chattered, catching up and learning new things about one another. Eventually Lauren claimed, `Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it's getting!' The ever gracious Lauren picked up the tab ((thank you Lauren! You rock!!!)) and the group made their way back to the hotel.

Mickie, Sodo, and Joff talked together and made plans for the morning, afterwards retiring to bed.