Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Thunderbirds or it's characters
A/N: I was bored an instant messaging with my friends and thought this would be a cute idea
John Tracy sat in front of his computer aboard Thunderbird 5. He was so bored after 50 straight games of Solitaire, 30 games of Tetris, and 42 rounds of Stryker 3. He was just about to get up and leave when he heard a ding that informed him of an instant message.
FLYBOY: Hey! What's up space case?
John smiled at the name of his messenger. It was his older brother Scott.
SPACECASE: Hey Scott, how are things back on Earth?
FLYBOY Oh, fine… things have been kind of boring lately. The last rescue we went on was three days ago!! Gordon is driving me crazy with his lame ass practical jokes… LOL
FISHFACE HAS JOINED THE CONVERSATION
FISHFACE: HEY! If they're so lame, why do you laugh?! Now you hurt my feelings
(goes and cries in a corner)
FLYBOY: Awww … come on Gordy, I'm just playing with you. I love your jokes…
SPACECASE: Yeah, me too. I just don't get to experience them as much as Scott because dad never lets me come home GRRRR. I am going to kick Alan's ass next time he whines about having to come up here. If he weasels his way out of another tour, I swear to GOD!
FISHFACE: You know what a whiny crybaby he is. Dad always falls for his tricks… it's so disgusting… :-p
BABYTRACY HAS JOINED THE CONVERSATION
BABYTRACY: Do you guys always talk about me when you think I am offline?
SPACECASE: Well, well, well… look who it is. The little rat that forced me to stay up here for another month!
BABYTRACY: It's not my fault, John… I had a bad cold and dad didn't want me to go up there sick…I'm sorry
FISHFACE: It's true, John. He didn't stop puking for like two days straight… and he was like always in the bathroom
BABYTRACY: Okay, Gordon… I think he gets it
SPACECASE: Well you're okay now, so get your ass up here! I am so sick and tired of covering your shifts Alan
BABYTRACY: Wow, John! I have never seen you so grumpy before. What's wrong?
SPACECASE: I am just saying that this is the third month in a row that I have had to cover your shift and I am sick of it. I want to go home for a little while… I miss everyone…
BABYTRACY: Oh, now you're making me feel bad…
FLYBOY: Whoa, battle of the blondes!
FISHFACE: YEAH! WHOO!!
SPACECASE: Oh, be quiet Gordon
PIANOMAN HAS JOINED THE CONVERSATION
PIANOMAN: Hey guys
FLYBOY: Yay!! Virgil's here
SPACECASE: Hey Virgil
PIANOMAN: Hey John, how are you?
SPACECASE: Oh, I'm fine… I am just getting tired of being up here
PIANOMAN: Well Alan is in the next room from me. Want me to go and smack him for you?
BABYTRACY: You'll have to catch me first :-P
BABYTRACY HAS LEFT THE CONVERSATION
FLYBOY: I wonder where he went??
SPACECASE: Probably went to go and cry to daddy
FLYBOY: No doubt
FISHFACE: Man it's so boring around here… zzzzzzzzzz………
SPACECASE: That's what I've heard
PRETTYINPINK HAS JOINED THE CONVERSATION
PRETTYINPINK: Well, hello boys
FLYBOY: Penny! How are you?
FISHFACE: Long time, no see, Penny
PIANOMAN: How are things in London, Penny?
PRETTYINPINK: To be honest, quite boring
FLYBOY: Same here. We haven't been on a rescue in three days! Which I guess is technically a good thing when you think about it…
FISHFACE: Good point
BABYTRACY HAS JOINED THE CONVERSATION
FLYBOY: Welcome back, Alan!
PIANOMAN: Are you done pouting?
BABYTRACY: I wasn't pouting
PRETTYINPINK: Why hello, Alan
BABYTRACY: Penny! I didn't know you liked to IM
PRETTYINPINK: Well, I didn't even know you could do this kind of stuff until Brains showed me
how the last time he was here
PIANOMAN: Awesome! Well, welcome to the Hi-Tech world, Penny!
PRETTYINPINK: Thank you, Virgil
FLYBOY: Hey John, are you still here?
FLYBOY: You haven't said anything in a while
SPACECASE: I'm watching satellite television from France
FLYBOY: (RAISED EYEBROW)
PIANOMAN: Satellite television from France?
BABYTRACY: I am assuming it is all in French, non
SPACECASE: No Alan, they broadcast French TV in ENGLISH! Dork…
PRETTYINPINK: Oh, dear boys, I forgot I have an appointment with my hairdresser in a half hour! I must be going, but it was lovely chatting with you!
FLYBOY: See ya' Penny
FISHFACE: Bye bye
PRETTYINPINK HAS LEFT THE CONVERSATION
SPACECASE: She has to see her hair dresser because she is not a natural blonde like me B-)
SPACECASE: It's true!
PIANOMAN: He does have a point there, Scotty
FLYBOY: Really? I thought she was a true blonde! Could have fooled me
SPACECASE: I'm sorry, but true blonde's don't have brown roots… right Alan?
BABYTRACY: CAN I GET AN AMEN!!
FISHFACE: Blondes are boring… redheads are the coolest B-)
PIANOMAN: Right…. BOZO was pretty cool… LOL
FISHFACE: Don't hate… appreciate
SPACECASE: What the hell? You are such a dork, Gordo! … I miss you…
BABYTRACY: Here he goes trying to make me feel bad again
PAPATRACY HAS JOINED THE CONVERSATION
PAPATRACY: So this is where everyone is
SPACECASE: Hi, father
PAPATRACY: Hello, John
FISHFACE: (YAWNS) I'm sleepy
FLYBOY: Then go to bed
FISHFACE: Yeah, I think I will
PAPATRACY: I will be up in a minute to kiss you goodnight, Gordon
SPACECASE: Will you be up in a minute to kiss me goodnight too, dad?
PAPATRACY: I'm sorry your lonely, John. But I love you very much and I wish I could have all my boys home with me
SPACECASE: I know… I'm sorry
FISHFACE: Good night, guys
FLYBOY: Good night, Gordy
PIANOMAN: Night, BOZO… JK
BABYTRACY: See you in the next room, FISHFACE
BABYTRACY HAS LEFT THE CONVERSATION
SPACECASE: Good night, little bro
FISHFACE HAS LEFT THE CONVERSATION
PIANOMAN:I t is getting pretty late… I am going to hit the hay as well
SPACECASE: Awww… don't go Virg!
PIANOMAN: Sorry, John… I'm tired from all the excitement that has been taking place around here (JK!)
FLYBOY: (YELLS "GOOD NIGHT" THROUGH THE WALL)
PIANOMAN: He he… good night Scott. Good night, dad
PAPATRACY: Good night, Virgil
PIANOMAN HAS LEFT THE CONVERSATION
FLYBOY: Man, no one around here can stay up anymore
SPACECASE: Tell me about it
FLYBOY: Well, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em I say
SPACECASE: NOOOO!!!!! Don't go, Scott!
FLYBOY: Sorry, John… I'm hungry and want food
PAPATRACY: You just ate, Scott
FLYBOY: I know… but I'm hungry again
SPACECASE: Awwwwwwwwww……. You're going to leave me……
FLYBOY: I'm sorry, John… I love you
SPACECASE: (SIGH) Good night, Scott… I love you, too
PAPATRACY: Aw…. my boys are so sweet
FLYBOY HAS LEFT THE CONVERSATION
SPACECASE: Looks like it's just you and me, dad
SPACECASE: I miss you
PAPATRACY: I miss you too, Johnny
SPACECASE: I wish I could come home soon
PAPATRACY: I promise you can come home next week. If I have to drag Alan up there myself, you will come home next week
PAPATRACY: Well, I better let you go and get some rest, John
SPACECASE: You're leaving me too?
PAPATRACY: Yeah, I'm sorry
SPACECASE: That's okay. I guess I'm pretty tired, too
PAPATRACY: Good night, John. I love you very much
SPACECASE: I love you too, dad. Good night
PAPATRACY HAS LEFT THE CONVERSATION
"Well, I guess I'm on my own again," John said out loud as he logged off the computer and turned it off. He went and sat on his bed in the small bedroom he occupied while aboard Thunderbird 5 and pulled off his boots. He lied down with a deep sigh and closed his eyes. It was so nice to be able to talk to his brothers when he was up in space. Especially when he was feeling as lonely as he was today. But it still wasn't the same as being with them back home on Earth. At least he had something to look forward too, now: his dad's promised month at home.