Title: Honey I'm Home
Author: Kendra
Rating: SP (still pissed)
Summary: Trucks, plaid, and welcome home.
Archive: if you really want it
Disclaimer: No money lost, no money gained, this is just therapy until Laure can help with my growing list of issues...Oh and Ellie your roomie is back, now get the hockey hunk outta my bed, got it! Thank you so very kindly! All mistakes are someone else's, surely I didn't screw things up so badly. Not, they're really mine!
Timeline:After Playing by the rules


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "What the hell is that?" Bran exclaimed as the windows began to rattle throughout the student lounge making the Ho's jump up and look outside to see what could be causing the commotion.

"Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" JenJen asked in disbelief as the Hos began to file outside to see what was pulling into the drive of HSU. "It's a convoy!" she grinned, "always wanted to say that!"she confessed as the long line of gaudy semi trucks came to a stop in front of the admin building with a loud hiss.

"Surely this couldn't be a delivery at this time of night?" Kirrin mused as they approached the trucks and then stumbled back in a gasp as the door to the first rig creaked open, the sounds of a blaring CB could be heard above the country music beating an annoying rhythm in the cab. And then their hearts skipped a beat, and not in a good way mind you, for they saw a vision they never thought they'd see in all their Ho days.

"Is that? No it can't be...Oh my Gawd!" Ellie stammered as she took an unsteady step back clutching at Kymiras arm for support. "Its...its... Kendra...and she's wearing...oh saints above, she's wearing a quilted plaid shirt!" she gasped in shock.

"Oh and hey look she only has one boot!" Robin exclaimed with a puzzled look on her face "wonder how that happened?'

"Believe me, you don't want to know" Ellie warned as she noticed a particularly psychotic gleam in her roomies eyes. "You know, I was just thinking, maybe we'd better go to the library and study or something..." she suddenly suggested.

"Yeah, sounds good... study...novel idea!" Jen agreed as the Ho's began to head quickly for the safety of the library, figuring it to be the last building the displaced Ho would look.

"Hey guys I was just wondering if you could let me room with you tonight?" Ellie quizzed as she looked over her shoulder to see Kendra climbing down from the rig and storming towards the Admin building with a slight limp due to the loss of one boot. "On second thought maybe you could put me up for say...the rest of the year!"

"Hell, I was just thinking about getting one of the OG's men to be my personal bodyguard and believe me I'm not talking bodyguard in the shaggable sense either" Bran stated as the idea made the others consider their options.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Suddenly the door to the General's outer office burst open and a slightly psychotic quilted plaid wearing Ho stormed inside. "Honey I'm home!" Kendra shouted with a possessed laugh as Brenda, who was subbing for an absent wenchiwan Diebin, nearly rolled her chair into the wall in shock.

"She's got an axe, I just know it!" Brenda loudly exclaimed as the left behind ho glanced her way and pointed a finger accusingly and tried to say something but it only came out in what could best be described as speaking in tongues. It was right about then the General darkened the doorway leading into the outer office and Kendra quickly changed course pointing shakily in his direction.

"You...you...Jedi..." Kendra stammered as she stalked across the room an now stood before him poking her finger against his chest. "You...the bus...leave...dust...middle of nowhere..."

"I'm sorry" The General sincerely confessed "I was just on my way to retrieve you."

"Retrieve me...excuse me oh great Jedi man, but you're a little too late!" she loudly remarked as she continued her ranting as the General took a step back as her finger continued its assault on his chest. "And let me tell you something else Kenobi, nobody and I repeat nobody dumps me on the roadside, you thought fighting a sith was tough....hell no, try defending yourself from a very pissed Ho!"

"Kendra love..." The General interjected.

"Don't do that!" the Ho wavered as the 'L' word momentarily broke through the anger induced haze. "Don't call me that...you...you"

"Kendra...love...I swear to you I was just on my way to my bike to go find you." He insisted as the wayward Ho suddenly noticed he was wearing the leather she liked so much and had his helmet in hand.

"No, no, no....it won't work....damn... why'd you have to wear leather!" Kendra groaned as she suddenly stomped her foot and loudly winced after realizing it was the unbooted one at that. "Aaarrgh!!" she loudly exclaimed before turning to make her grand exit limping more pronounced after the little temper tantrum. "Oh, you owe me Kenobi...and more than a new pair of boots!" she could be heard mumbling as she left the room.

"I'll call Darry, she has happy medicine." Brenda suddenly said after the rampant Ho had left the room.

"No, this is my fault, I'll fix this matter." The General sighed as he placed his helmet on Diebin's desk. "Bren, do me a favor and call Texas find the best boot maker in the country and order one of everything...and then look into getting season tickets for the hockey team, if anyone needs me I'll be in the dorms."

"Gotcha" Brenda replied as she picked up the phone.

"Oh and Brenda, make sure nobody needs me." He quickly added before leaving his office in search of one very pissed Ho.

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