Experimental Story

H.I.V.E.

Catch That Pickle! Ch 1

A/N-this story is a random little spur-of-the-moment thing. It really doesn't have much of a plot, but will have multiple chapters anyway. Enjoy the hysterical funniness.

I do not own H.I.V.E.

Otto watched, bored as once again Shelby demonstrated the exercise perfectly. Really it wasn't that boring, he just was sick of the fact that she was always the perfect Stealth and Evasion role model. Why not someone else for a change?

His prayers were answered as a random stranger dressed in-was that a pickle suit?-came flying in on a grappler and knocked Shelby right off the balance beam. Otto looked up, trying to see where the grappler connected and gawped. Near to the high, vaulted ceiling there was a UFO, all colorful lights and glowing, looking like it came straight out of Casper Meets Wendy. He frowned for a minute before remembering how had made the orphanage kids watch that around when he was six.

Shelby went splashing into the water and the pickle let out a very darth-vader-ish laugh as it was sucked back up into the UFO. So Otto thought wryly, this pickle is male. He briefly wondered what a female darth-vader would sound like and why it even mattered, before shrugging off the thought at Franz's shout of "Catch that pickle!"

The UFO disappeared with a whoosh.

The whole room turned to chaos as everyone ran in different directions to get their own equipment to catch the pickle. By the time Shelby emerged from the water coughing, the room was empty aside from Otto, Wing, Laura and , who promptly stalked off to dive herself a wash. Cat style of course.

Wing, with great concern inquired, "Shelby, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," she gasped. She grasped Wing's offered hand and returned to her feet. Wringing out her hair, she asked, "What hit me?"

"A flying pickle," Laura answered, before realizing the craziness of her statement. She laughed. "It swung down at you on a grappler connected to a UFO and slammed into you, laughing like darth-vader.

Otto snickered softly, until he saw Laura's look and said hurriedly, "As utterly insane and absolutely crazy it sounds," another look from Laura, "It is not crazy at all and is the absolute truth of what happened." He finished quickly.

Shelby giggled, "Scared of your girlfriend Malpense?"

Otto turned beet red and protested, "I am not scared, I just have a healthy respect."

Shelby turned to Laura and winked. "Nice job Brand. He's terrified."

Even Wing laughed. "Otto your manliness is at stake here. Admit it. You are petrified"

Wing was answered with a glare from Otto, a foamy pink spray from the fire extinguishers, and a hearty laugh from everyone. Otto smirked, "Really? My manliness? Think again pinky."

Wing wiped the foam from his eyes. "Thanks a lot Otto. How did you even get it to be pink? You can't plan something like this in advance"

Otto's smirk became a full on grin. "You'd be surprised."

The expressions of shock on the group's faces were comical as the realization dawned on them. "You mean," Laura practically whispered, "You mean you and H.I.V. turned all the fire extinguisher foam pink?"

Otto's face said everything.

Laura smiled mischievously. "What else did you do?"

Otto looked hurt. "What makes you think I did anything else?"

Shelby sighed with exaggerated patience. "Don't even try it computer geek. If you even try to lie, I'll find out when your little trick activates and tell Francisco who rigged his grappler to moo when he tries to use it."

Otto paled. That little stunt had left Colonel Francisco in such a mood that his face had turned blue from screaming, he'd passed out from lack of oxygen, and he woke up in the hospital raving about how the offender would have three weeks of detention with him doing extra advanced workouts for five hours each session. Needless to say, Otto did not want that.

"You wouldn't!"

"Yes she would," Wing chimed in helpfully (not).

Reluctantly Otto gave in. "Remember the foam guns on that one exercise?"

"Yeah."

"I rigged it to squirt Jell-O. With H.I.V.'s help of course."

Laura laughed. "I'll be sure to trigger it next time."

Wing asked thoughtfully "What flavor?"

"Strawberry."

Wing brightened. "Yay!"

Shelby asked eagerly, "What else?"

Otto thought for a moment, "I turned all the school's toilet water blue, filled the stun cannons with glitter and unicorn stickers, spray painted one of the shrouds rainbow, and exchanged Nero's jackets with my own design line. Some designs include pockets embroidered with 'I heart Raven', Purple and yellow stripes, 'star wars rules' on the back, and, my personal favorite, a combination of them all complete with a picture showing a blue katana with a light saber hilt."

"Whoa," Wing said quietly.

"Whoa," the girls agreed.

Otto looked indignant. "I go and do all that amazing stuff, and all you can say is 'whoa'?"

Laura, Shelby and Wing looked at a loss for words. Otto felt the need to fill the silence and started putting words in their mouths.

"Oh. You're speechless with amazement? I'm flattered. You want to go chase the pickle? You need dry clothes Shelby? OK." He turned and ran out, his friends following him in peals of laughter.

A/N- I know that it's short, but there is more on the way. Bonus points if you can guess my favorite flavor Jell-O! And no, it is not strawberry.