THE FELLIP NECTAR STAND 1st Anniversary Edition: And
Still Counting!
Author: LeatherGirl
Disclaimer: I do not own Farscape or anything associated with
Farscape. Lyrics borrowed from U2,
sorry guys!
See what the Fellip Nectar Stand has blossomed into: http://www.oocities.org/fellipnectarstand
To view the very first edition as it was posted on the scifi bb: http://www.scifi.com/bboard/browse.cgi/1/5/2153/36344
*Title references to very first edition
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Setting: The Fellip Nectar Stand
Characters: Everyone!
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[Busier than ever, the Stand is loaded with aliens and Scapers
alike. The FS crew is seated at their
usual booth, ordering from the five-armed waitress (she grew another arm as a
promotion). Helium-filled Budong sacs
decorate the Stand lit by shimmering Night Drannits. The PK2 are situated on the center stage, setting up Karaoke, or
at least a version as described by John.
The FNS Regulars are seated at the bar, playing a round of “Drinking
Frelled” (say frell and you have to drink a Raslak Shooter). Scorpius and Lt. Braca are seated at the
Evil Villains section near the back door of the Stand, arguing over a puddle of
Blue Goo on their table. Crais, Talyn,
and Moya are seated at the oversized booth, trying to set up the 4D Twister
game with little success.]
John: [Hums.] “99 bottles of Fellip Nectar on the
wall.”
[FS crew is now used to his strange phrases and doesn’t even
bother asking.]
D’Argo: [Orders drinks for
everyone.] “Yollish Pods with a tiny
sunshade in each please.”
[Five-armed waitress nods with a smile and heads to the bar, where
the FNS Regulars are becoming rowdy already.]
Jool: “How many frelling
days do these Scapers have to wait until the final four episodes? I am amazed at their patience.”
Pilot: “Violettefrost
maintains a countdown…quite well I might add.
I believe it is under 90 solar days now.”
Rygel: “Three monens? Hmph!
Waiting periods should be banished from existence if you ask me.”
Chiana: “For once, I have
to agree with you Rygel.”
Aeryn: “Do you realize we
have been visiting this place for an entire cycle now?”
John: “Amazing isn’t
it?” [Puts arm around Aeryn’s
shoulders. When she doesn’t pull away,
he smiles.] “Remember the visits to the
Storage Facility?”
Chiana: “I do!” [Aeryn sends a glare her way.] “With D’Argo, of course.” [D’Argo blushes.]
[Five-armed waitress returns with pods of Yollish with tiny
sunshades decorating the drinks. The
first sip instantly intoxicates the group.]
Waitress: “These are
compliments of that…thing…over there.”
[Points in disgust towards the Evil Villains section. FS crew glances to see Scorpius waving with
a peculiar smile. They look to their
drinks and then to the waitress with caution.]
“Don’t worry…I didn’t add the mind-frell sprinkles he had ordered.”
[Crew sighs in relief and continues to consume their drinks as the
waitress leaves them be. As the crew
discusses good old times at the Stand, Stark and Zhaan’s Dispersal Cloud enters
into the Stand and surprises the crew at the booth. The PK2 begin testing their equipment and the drunken FNS
Regulars are beginning to fan out into the crowd of aliens to mingle.]
Scorpius: [Slams fist onto
the table and the Blue Goo begins to swirl.]
“It IS a key to wormholes!”
Lt. Braca: [Shakes his
head.] “No, sir! It is the first ingredient in a Tulva
Draslac Nine, sir!” [Blue Goo begins to
liquefy.]
[NIBB passes by, with his arm linked with LeatherGirl.]
NIBB: “No, no, no! You’ve got it all wrong! It’s a black hole!” [He and LG giggle and dance into the
crowd. The Blue Goo suddenly grows
black and sucks Scorpius and Lt. Braca into the center of it before collapsing
completely into itself.]
Crais: [Shakes his head in
frustration.] “No! The twirling spiral navigator tells us which
color to contact.”
Talyn: “Bleep Bleep
bleep!”
[Moya spirals as if to agree.]
Crais: [Rests elbows on
table and runs fingers through his frazzled hair.] “Why I ever joined with the good side, I cannot fathom.”
[Several pies fly past and then one splatts into Crais’ face. In shock, he licks off some of the meringue
sticking to his face and smiles in satisfaction. Crowd of aliens and Scapers nearby begin to scream in excitement
as John steps onto the stage with the PK2 behind him to start the Karaoke.]
John: [Taps microphone and
clears his throat.] “I’m going to sing
a special song to that special gal in my life.” [Looks to PK2 who are completely confused and bewildered as they
stare at the miniature holo-screen in front of John that is displaying foreign
words.] “Aeryn, baby, this is for you.”
[Aeryn turns an instant shade of red and tries to duck under the
table. The PK2 begin to play their
instruments in the best way they know as John winces but begins his song
anyway.]
John: “See the stone set
in your eyes. See the thorn twist in
your side. I wait for you. Sleight of hand and twist of fate. On a bed of nails she makes me wait. And I wait…without you.”
[Aeryn looks up; listening to his words and genuinely appears
touched. Chiana and D’Argo rush for the
Storage Facility, nearly knocking over BamaGirl and _player_ in the
process. Jool appears teary-eyed. Stark and Zhaan’s Dispersal Cloud pulsates.]
Pilot: “The Stand has
survived so much since it began.”
Rygel: “Yes. And they never run out of Hynerian Marjoules
either! I think I’ve found my true
home.” [Chuckles as an order
coincidentally is placed before him.]
Jool: “For being blown up,
deserted, frelled, dry, and who knows the Hezmana what else, this place looks
quite rejuvenated.” [Glances around, as
if suddenly remembering something.]
“Where’s the hot tub?”
[Suddenly, the dance floor begins to slide open revealing a large
200-person hot tub. Several aliens and
Scapers on the dance floor splash into the hot tub and scream with
surprise. More jump in as well as Jool
and Pilot…yeah that’s right, Pilot’s an excellent swimmer!]
Jool: [Spits water one
hundred denches above her head, in a contest with Pilot.] “How many more cycles do you think the
Fellip Nectar Stand will last?”
Pilot: [Beating Jool’s water
spittle by five hundred denches, nearly striking the clear star-studded ceiling
cap of the Stand.] “Infinitely, I
hope! Or at least until the Universe
itself dies.”
[John ends his song with the PK2 finally beginning to sound
good. FNS Regulars begin to swarm him
on stage and they join him in their next song.
Aeryn stands before them, staring at John with a peculiar expression,
simply enjoying the entertainment.]
FNS Regulars and John:
“You spin me right round, baby….”
[The customers at the Stand become more and more intoxicated as
the evening passes. The Night Drannits
shimmer like the northern lights as the music plays on. Everyone is in complete ecstasy, enjoying
the various features that make the Stand what it is. Fireworks begin to explode outside the Stand as Talyn and Moya
fly by to ignite more. The taps are
running full with nearly ten different beverages to choose from. Rygel is enjoying his Hynerian Marjoules
and Crais is still trying to figure out the 4D Twister game. D’Argo and Chiana exit the Storage Facility
satisfied and D’Argo begins carving a sculpture of his Growler from leftover
hardened Blue Goo frosting found in a corner.
Aeryn and John join other on stage and stare deep into each other’s
eyes. The FNS Regulars jump into the
hot tub with Pilot, Jool, and other aliens, partying into the night. The bartender turns to his vat of Fellip
Nectar to see something floating within and looks up with widened eyes.]
Bartender: “Oh no! Not again!”
*****
Happy 1st Anniversary!
Wanna have some fun to help celebrate this special occasion? Participate in the Trivia Contest found on
the FNS Specials page: http://www.oocities.org/fellipnectarstand/specials.html
With the anniversary taking place, I have completely revamped the
Storage Facility. Everything you ever
wanted to know and maybe even didn’t want to know can be found here! Don’t get locked in alone! ;) Also check out the Creator of FNS page to
view it in a whole new light as well. :)