From: adjonas2000@yahoo.com   
      
   Cowabunga   
   By: Amy Jonas   
   Catagory: Het, Humor   
   Rating: PG   
   Archive: If ya want it, take it   
   Disclaimers: Fox and other people own them   
   Spoilers/References: Like water for Octane   
      
      
      
   "Take that, you Orc loving bastards!" Langly muttered at his   
   computer.  The doorbell rang and he spared a glance in the general   
   direction then went back to his game, calling out a   
   distracted, "Someone get the door, I'm busy."   
      
   He tried to return to his game but the buzzer was so persistent his   
   concentration was shot to hell and an Orc killed him. "Damn it," he   
   complained, "can't a guy play a computer game in peace?"   
      
   Getting up, he stomped to the door, grumbling and unbolted the locks   
   without bothering to check the monitor first. He swung open the door.   
      
   "Wha-aat?" Langly stared at the cow standing at the entrance of the   
   lair. "Alright, guys," he yelled, "This is SO not funny!" Frohike   
   was probably behind this. That jerk knew he hated cows and after   
   what he went through at the Guthrie farm…   He shuddered remembering   
   how he posed as someone from the State Extention Office and it ended   
   up with his arm up a cow's butt.   
      
   "Shoo!" He waved his hand at the cow. "Go away."  The cow just   
   stared at him with those dark brown eyes; almost as if it knew who   
   he was.  The thought unsettled him and he looked a little closer at   
   the cow. It looked like J.T.  It couldn't be, could it?   
      
   "Langly."   
      
   Langly gasped, quickly backing up. The cow just said his name!   
   Langly looked around for a tape recorder or some electronic device   
   that Frohike could transmit with to make it sound like the cow was   
   talking to him. But there was nothing.   
      
   "Langly," J.T. said, entering the lair, "it's payback time."   
      
   "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"   
      
   Langly bolted upright in bed, soaked in sweat and shaking. His eyes   
   darted wildly around the room, unsure where he was. Slowly, he   
   remembered he was safe in his room. There were no cows in the lair   
   and J.T. and more importantly, any cow was far away. He heaved a   
   sigh. "It's just a dream," he said, "just a dream." He settled back   
   against his pillow and whispering this mantra, fell back asleep.   
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
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