And After the Falls... By Cptn DJ Why? Just because somebody asked for my side of the story. At least as far as it's gone so far... Summary: After her trip to Niagara Falls with Betty, DJ finds herself in a very familiar place... Warning: Mary Sue here we CUM!!!! Or something... Note: I have no idea what happened to Betty. As far as I know she fell off the face of the earth... Disclaimer: I don't own them. "Where the Hell am I???!!!! And why the Hell can't I see anything??!!!!" As soon as DJ was capable of coherent thought she began yelling at the top of her lungs!! "Betty!!! I *knew* this was a bad idea!! We always get caught!!!" Suddenly she froze as she felt a presence standing near her. "Well...Looky who's awake?" said a familiar voice. "Oh Shit... Hey... can somebody get this... whatever it is... off my head so I can see?" She sighed with relief as a pair of hands pulled at the hood covering her head. "Ouch!! Watch the hair...." She blinked in the bright light and winced as a cheerful laugh greeted her confusion. "Aww... I knew I drank too much... Could you guys keep it down?" She grabbed at her aching skull in desperation. When she was finally able to focus on her surroundings she looked up to find herself face to knee with a grinning Captain Murdock and a glowering BA Baracus. "Uh hi... Look I can explain everything...." "Oh I'd like to hear this! You know that she's a pathological liar, of course..." This voice came from behind her. DJ twisted from her seat on the floor and found herself looking up at an immaculate blond lieutenant. "Oh hi... Hey! What'd you do with that dress? And where'd you put my wig..... Oh damn." She clamped a hand over her mouth. Face grinned evilly. "Oh you'll find out." He grabbed big black bag and casually tossed it in her direction. "Go shower and get dressed. We've got places to go and things to do..." "And don't use all the hot water, you hear!!" BA glared at her. DJ gulped, noticing for the first time that she was sitting in the middle of a living room floor. Somebody's floor... Who's? It looked a little familiar. With a sigh she pulled herself to her feet and headed in the general direction of the bathroom. How she knew where it was, she didn't have a clue. When she was finished she grabbed a towel from the rack and wrapped it around her before settling down to dig through the bag Face had tossed her. "What the hell... you'd think they'd give a girl decent clothes... WHAT??!!! SHIT!!!!" She jumped as the bathroom door opened and a grinning Hannibal Smith appeared, cigar in hand. "Having a little problem are we?" He was closely followed by Murdock, who was holding a pair of scissors in one hand. DJ back up in horror. "Uh wait... Please... can't we work this out?" She could hear BA laughing outside. "I don't believe this is happening to me..." "Oh believe it, sista! Hehehehe..." "Ugly mudsucker..." The words popped out before DJ could stop them. The laughter stopped. "Aww... man!!!" She heard Face's voice outside. "Don't worry, BA. As soon as Hannibal and Murdock are done with her you can give her a good walloping. You still owe her for the zucchini remember?" BA answered with a growl. "Little brat's gonna pay..." And that's how I find myself wearing a bright-red spiked wig, dressed in skin-tight leather vest, and leather pants with a huge dildo strapped inside the front to look like... Duh! You know what it looks like. I've been told that we're going clubbing... Damn it. But first I've got to live through the promised walloping. I've got a big angry mudsucker staring down at me, paddle in hand.... Wherever Betty is, I hope she's having more fun than I am....