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Author's note: "Hello all~ Silver here, back with a new kick ass story =D. Anyway, this was inspired by pictures I found on DA, I decided to do this with spirit of fun ^_^ I guess the song 'Season of Love- Rent' fits in this story ^_^.
Basically this story is about the S.T.A.R.S members with Wesker before he betrayed them and had to play 'nice'. Anyway, I am so glad that I get decent reviews, but I urge everyone who put me on their favorite author's list, please do put me on Author Alert to receive updates, also please do review and not just favorite, I am flattered but I Also wanna know what the hell you guys think. Anyway. I won't keep rambling on, I shall begin zee story.
Enjoy~"
-Silver.
Chapter 1
Stuck on the Roof.
Every Saturday the S.T.A.R.S gang would watch football on the small screen TV they kept hidden in the storage closet. Even Wesker would partake in this affair, they would work really fast and then sneak off into the storage room. This Saturday was different though...
"Damn it, little piece of crap this TV is turning out to be!" Chris snarled in his breath.
"What the hell is wrong with you now?" Joseph asked.
"Huh? Oh.. I'm just... the TV is picking up static, I think something is wrong with the satellite." Chris suggested.
"Bravo, you just figured out that the big circley thing on the roof connects with our little box..." Joseph sarcastically quipped.
"Just for that comment, you're going to go fix it."
"What?"
"Yeah, how do you like them apples?"
"I don't! I can't fix a satellite dish, what if I do it wrong?!"
"Then I'll beat the crap out of you, get going."
"Can I at least have a manual!?"
"Sure here.." Chris said and tossed him something.
"Okay first of all, this is to the security system... second of all this is a different security system."
"You are just being a smarty again aren't you?"
"The candy?" Joseph asked.
"...Ass."
After too much quarrellings Joseph went up to the roof to fix the satellite dish. Joseph went up to the long never been up to roof of the RPD. He looked around and smelt the fresh air.. and the bird crap.
"Dear god!" Joseph gagged, as soon as he moved towards the satellite dish, he saw it has been completely covered in bird crap, he sighed knowing how in hell he is going to scrape it off. Suddenly, thin air moved and made the door shut tight. "Oh hell no." Joseph said and ran and tried pulling the door, sadly it did not budge.
It was official Joseph was stuck on the roof...
He sighed and walked around, he said he might as well try and get it fixed, otherwise Chris will kick his ass.
"All I need is something to scrape the crap off." Joseph talked to himself. He got up and looked around the roof, he saw nothing he can use... he then had to do something he didn't want to do. He untied his bandanna and started wiping the crap off with his famous bandanna.
In the storage room, everyone was going in, but saw Chris staring at the TV like he was Hitler.
"Something the matter Mr. Redfield." Wesker asked Chris.
"Joseph is supposed to go fix the satellite dish, but I see no change, remind me to kick his ass later."
"Will do."
"Why don't I go help him?" Barry asked.
"Maybe it'll be best, yeah sure, go on up."
Barry got up and walked out the room and went upstairs, he huffed and puffed, he hated walking up stairs.
"Hey Joey... what the hell are you doing?" Barry asked.
"I'm cleaning off some bird crap- No wait don't clo-" Joseph tried to warn him, but too late, Barry already slammed the door closed.
"What?"
"GREAT! NOW BOTH OF US ARE LOCKED ON THE DAMN ROOF!" Joseph yelled and threw his bandanna to the floor.
"Did I miss something?" Barry asked and stared at the door, he tried to open it, but no avail, the door wouldn't open, "Joseph we're locked on the damn roof?!"
"Yeah! That what I just said! Geez, you're old age is acting up.."
"I AM NOT OLD YOU FRIGGIN PUNK!"
Chris stayed attentively watching the TV, he thought if he sent Barry along things will get going much more quicker. He sighed in frustration.
"Why don't you go take a look?" Brad asked.
"Me?"
"Him?" Jill said and laughed, "Chris can't even fix a microwave, which was turned off!"
"Hey shut up, I told you not to tell anyone."
"Amazing..." Wesker said.
"Shut up! I'm sure Barry- Hey look somethings moving!"
The Alpha team all huddled closer and saw the TV static like crazy, it seems either both of them were either fixing the satellite or beating the crap out of each other and using it, either way, the picture was coming slightly clearer. Suddenly, the TV went back to static.
"Turn it left you friggen moron!" Barry yelled to Joseph
"Again! Covered in bird crap!" Joseph yelled.
"Stop being a chicken and turn!"
"FINE!" Joseph yelled, as soon as he did a couple of birds came and crapped all over Joseph's hair and also some more on the satellite dish. "CURSE YOU BIRDS!"
"Hehe." Barry snickered.
"Damn, damn, damn!"
"DAMN DAMN DAMN, COME ON GUYS!" Chris yelled.
"Yelling isn't going to solve anything." Wesker said.
"Why don't you and Chris go and take a look?"
"Great Idea Jill! Come on Wesker."
"Great Idea Jill..." Wesker sourly stated and went after Chris.
Chris and Wesker went out to the rood and saw Barry helping Joseph move the satellite dish.
"What're you guys doing?" Chris asked.
"Doing the Hokey Pokey- NO WESKER DON'T CLO-" Barry tried to warn Barry not to close the door, but before he could finish his sentence. Wesker had slammed the door shut.
"What?" Wesker asked. He tried to open the door, but it didn't budge. "....Oh crap..."
"What? What did you do?!" Chris yelled.
"Don't yell at me Redfield... and I might've... Locked us all on the roof..."
"...You what?!" Chris yelled.
"I said don't yell."
Chris went to the door and started pulling, the door wouldn't budge then he started banging on the door to yell for help, but since the door was placed far away no one could actually hear him.
"Save your breath Chris, the door wont budge." Barry said.
"Crap..."
Birds came and literary crapped again on the roof, satellite dish and Joseph. Joseph stared at Chris angrily and started making his way towards him, then Barry stopped him before he threw Chris off the roof.
"What's wrong with him?" Chris asked.
"Lets just say he's had a hard twenty minutes."
The men did nothing but sat on the floor and waited for someone to come. The sun was very hot today and the men were dying of heat.
Back in the storage closet the remaining people, Jill and Brad stayed in the closet like sitting ducks, wondering when the guys were gonna get down from the roof.
After 20 or 30 minutes the guys didn't come down, Jill started to get worried and Brad was worried he'd miss the game. They decided to go up and see what the hell was taking them so long. They walked out and walked up the stairs and opened the door, and saw four men, laid down on the roofs floor, they looked like they were sunbathing. When they finally realized someone came up, they all jumped up screaming.
"NO JILL DON'T-" They were too late, Jill had already shut the door.
"What? What's wrong?" Jill asked, all the men looked furious.
"Whats wrong? The wrong is that you closed the door Miss. Valentine!"
"So?"
"It won't budge! Why do you think we stayed up on the roof?"
"He's right, it's sealed shut." Brad said.
That was there evening. They S.T.A.R.S Alpha team stayed up on the roof. Each shifting their positions and staring around aimlessly. Jill and Chris were huddled together since the cold air was picking up, Joseph and Brad were fighting over constellations, comparing and also saying they saw constellations. Wesker seemed emotionless and Barry started seeing if there was any chance of climbing down the roof.
"Hey guys, there is an old pipe, maybe we can slide down it!"
"With your body fat? We might just die." Joseph said.
"I hate you kid." Barry said.
"Well, no harm but to try. Who goes first?" Wesker asked.
They all stared at him- he was their captain after all. "No no no!" Wesker protested, but it was decided, Wesker was going first.
Wesker carefully started going to the pipe slowly, till his hand touched some bird crap and nearly slipped off, now Wesker was dangling with one arm still attached, the alpha team rushed to his aid, they tried to help him, but he was too damn heavy!
The Bravo team, also known as the rivals of the Alpha team, Bravo and Alpha butted heads over the most stupidest things, they had a feud since the dawn of time, but anyway, the Bravo team came and saw the scene. They saw Alpha teams captain dangling off the roof and the rest of the team helping him up, looks like the asses locked themselves up on the roof. They all started laughing loudly the way Wesker was flailing around.
"Ugh, it's them." Chris stated and pointed to Bravo team. Barry and Joseph helped Wesker up from nearly crashing on a tree trunk.
"Nice show ladies!" Forest yelled up to them.
"We're glad we can entertain you..." Chris sourly said.
"Mind getting us down?!" Jill yelled.
"Nah, you look better up there."
"Come on I really have to pee!" Joseph yelled.
"Woah, Joey, too much." Jill said.
Bravo team stayed laughing till Joseph threw his bird crap coated red bandanna to them and hit Forest straight in the face. Alpha team started laughing.
"Don't mess with us!" Joseph yelled.
Another hour passed and the team members were still stuck on the roof. Hungry and in need of the bathroom. Joseph was jumping around like a mad puppy, he really needed to pee, suddenly he couldn't wait any longer! He went to the side of the roof and started relieving himself.
The team stayed gawking.
"There better not be any people under there." Barry said.
"No worries all clear!" Joseph yelled.
"This is the highlight of our night? Watch Frost urinate?" Wesker asked.
"Pretty much." Chris replied.
Suddenly the door opened. It was the janitor, "What're you kids doing up here?"
"Star gazing." Joseph sarcastically quipped.
"Where you stuck on the roof?"
"Hell Yeah!" Chris yelled.
"You do know there is a key dangling here?" The Janitor said and pointed at a rusted dangling key, all the team members stayed wide eyed, how can they have missed that?
End.
Author's Note: "End of chapter 1! And here begins the story. Review for more chapters please, or no more new chapters.
Next Chapter: Dance Lessons