[FallenAngel]

As the helicopter sped off into the distance,
the Darrens were at a loss of what to do...this really had broken the momentum of their party... and they all were aware of the cosmic fact that when there's a break in the party mode,
the universe can be a real bitch to live with. Which reminded them... Angel must be waiting to be helped out of the tub by now... and she certainly didn't take kindly to waiting.
Thoughts of the repercussions beaded up on the guy's foreheads as they rushed over to help escort Angel on board.

After sifting through all the bubbles for 3 hours, the Darrens came to the conclusion that Angel was NOT in the tub.... that was NOT her rubber ducky.... but that WAS most definitely her toe ring attached to the drain plug. After a long debate, it was finally concluded that since Angel was not in the tub, which would mean that she wasn't here....which meant she must still be over there on the pirate's ship...which meant they should probably do something about this. 157 votes later, it was decided that they should go into panic mode & save Angel. They all piled into the tub, which felt uncomfortably cramped since Roger insisted on taking his BBQ.

After the 83 second float over to the Pirate ship, the Darrens all scrambled on board & quickly formed a search party for Angel. As they busily searched the cabins, the speed boat fired up it's engine and sped off over the diamond sparkling sea.

Roger, who had stayed up on deck the whole time clutching his BBQ, decided that the time had come...it was now time to say goodbye. Oblivious to the commotion going on around him, he calmly walked over to the canon & dropped the BBQ down its chamber.... all the while the rest of the Darrens were running around like chickens with their heads cut off. Guy dashed up from below and yelled "I found Angel!"
IAD looked into the direction of the speed boat.... "That must be Sparrow's crew....GET THEM!!" he yelled out in blood-thirsty vengeance.
At the same time...Captn noticed Roger placing the BBQ down the canon...."that's not right" he thought to himself.
IAD grabbed Roger by the arm and dragged him over to the edge of the ship "DO YOU SEE THAT??? he shrieked wildly....."THEY'RE GETTING AWAY!!! We can't let them...not after what they've put us through...WE HAVE TO DO SOMETHING ROGER!!!" Captn meandered over to the now unattended canon, looked around & saw nobody was watching. "What a fool tlrgs is" he thought, disgusted with Roger's lack of insight...."throwing away a perfectly good cooking rack". The BBQ hadn't gone all the way down the shaft, and Captn could just touch the handle... "just a few more inches & I can get it" he muttered to himself... as he lowered himself down a ways into the barrel. Just as he thought he had a grasp on it...the BBQ slid down to the bottom..... and Captn... making a gallant effort to grab it before it did.... fell down into the bottom as well.

(It should be noted, that the same birds who were scared out of their nest in a far off island from IAD's screams of agony from retrieving the drain plug from the piranha-infested bathtub, were once again rudely awoken by Captn's shriek of "AGGGGGHHHHH!!!" as he fell down the barrel of the canon).
This btw, went completely unnoticed by all the other Darrens...especially tlrgs.

"i know what to do" said Roger to IAD, with new-found confidence. He walked back to the canon, gave it a gentle pat, aimed it in the direction of the quickly disappearing speedboat, and said a final prayer for his best friend of so many years.... his BBQ. "Ready.....Aim......."
"Don't Fire!!" shrieked Flyin & Time as they rushed up the stairs from the cabins below. "DON'T FIRE!!!!"