Indiana Jones and The Indyfan Forum (Chapters 1-5) [Revised]

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: Chapter 1 [A Long Day In Coming] (written by Indiana Jayne)

: Indiana Jayne rushed to her room and locked the door. A big grin was plastered across her face. In her hand was her very own Indiana Jones Fedora! Her heart was beating rapidly. Indiana Jayne thought this moment would never come. She had always longed for the Indiana Jones trademark fedora. She saved every penny she had, hoping one day that she could afford to buy one. Now her dream had come true.
: Indiana Jayne stood in front of her mirror and looked at her reflection. Short black hair, big dark brown eyes and a wide smile was what she saw. Yup! Indiana Jayne was a pure fourteen year old Chinese Malaysian. Then she tried the hat on and saw nothing but pure blackness. Indiana Jayne sighed. The Fedora was too bigÖ her eyes were totally covered!
: When she removed the hat from her head, she almost had a heart attack! She was no longer looking at her reflection. She was no longer in her room nor in Malaysia. She was inside a moving truck! She scanned the truck. There was a crate next to her. Suddenly, a gunshot was heard. Indiana Jayne almost jumped out of her skin. She looked to her right and saw two men dressed in white Arabian robes peering out of the truck shooting at something. Indiana Jayne closed her eyes. This is a dream. Play along, she told herself. Feeling a little braver, she crawled towards the men and pushed herself between them.
: "Okay boys, what are we looking at?" asked Indiana Jayne in her best impersonation of a military officer. She chuckled, but then stopped. Right on their tail was a man on a horse, dressed in a Fedora, with a whip sticking out of his left pocket. He was shooting back at them, Indiana Jayne gasped. Who else could that man be if not Harrison Ford dressed like her idol, Indiana Jones?
: "By golly!" exclaimed Indiana Jayne, "Maybe I'm in the Indiana Jones filming set!" Then she shouted to him, "Hey Harrison! Can I have your autograph after this?"
: Everybody looked at Indiana Jayne with puzzled expressions. "How did this brat get here?" asked one of the men angrily.
: "Maybe she's one of them. Look at her clothes!" replied the other man. Indiana Jayne looked down at her T-shirt and jeans. Everything seemed fine. Suddenly something hard hit her on the back of her skull. Indiana Jayne felt dizzily and collapsed. She lay unconscious.

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: Chapter 2 [Encounters] (written by Indiana Jayne)

: Indiana Jayne felt pain all over. She tried opening her eyes, but it was so hard.
: "Keep fanning her, Deirdre! She's coming around!" said one voice.
: "She has to be one of us. She's wearing Nikes," said another. Indiana Jayne opened her eyes. It was blur at first, but then it cleared up. There were people around her. They all looked down at her with concern.
: "Hi, my name is Deirdre. What's yours?" asked the girl who was using Indiana Jayne's fedora to fan her. Deirdre. The name sounded familiar.
: "I'm Indiana Jayne. Have we met?" Indiana Jayne managed to choke out.
: Just then, a guy with dirty-blond hair came into sight and said, "Hello, Indiana Jayne. I'm Goodsport. And yes, we all have met." He looked at all the others and continued, "We're from the Indyfan Forum."
: Indiana Jayne stood up and she realized that they were all locked up in some sort of cell. "I wonder what my brain's trying to tell me. This is really weird. Maybe it's time I woke up now and stop this twisted dream," said Indiana Jayne.
: "No, Indiana Jayne. This is not a dream. This is real. What you saw was real," said a serious Deirdre.

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Chapter 3 ["If this is the rabbit holeÖ where's the rabbit?"] (written by Deirdre)

: Faint light filtered in through the small window (with Swedish curtains) high in the wall of the small cell where everyone was jammed in.
: Indiana Jayne stared stupefied at Deirdre. "Real?" she echoed. She tried sitting up but her head hurt like hell. "W-what hit me?" She touched the back of her head gingerly and felt a small lump protruding. Ouch!
: Deirdre raised an amused eyebrow and gave Goodsport a mocking look. He smiled back lopsidedly. "Hm. Indiana Jayne. So-so..."
: "Why? Is som-- OUCH!"
: "Here let me help you sit up" Carefully, Goodsport lifted Jayne's lithe body and let her rest against the cold stonewall. She thanked him.
: "I'm confused. What am I doing here?!"
: Deirdre put a contemplative hand on her chin and gave her a pondering look. "Seems like you stumbled upon the portal, my dear." She pushed back her wire-framed glasses and continued pacing around the room in consternation. "You see, what happened is this..."
: Just then footsteps were audible outside their cell. Two unsmiling men in uniform appeared outside their cell; in their midst, a struggling male figure appeared to be in a very irate mood.
: One of the guards unlocked the door, muttering something to his companion."Stoss ihn rein mit den anderen Verrueckten."
: Laughing heinously the guard kicked the body into the room. The figure flew to the ground, cursing ostentatiously.
: Goodsport and the others didn't move as they watched the young man struggle to his feet and run to the already locked door and rattle on the bars. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS ASSHOLES!. I DEMAND AN EXPLAINATION FOR THIS!!! I DEMAND TO TALK TO MY LAWYER! HEY! WHERE YOU GOING?!"
: No one answered. Audibly the clicking sound of their boots faded into the distance.
: "Indy?" Deirdre's voice cut into the silence.
: Slowly the figure turned around...

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: Chapter 4 [Curiouser and Curiouser] (written by Indiana Jayne)

: "Indy?" Deirdre repeated.
: "Harrison?" Indiana Jayne asked.
: "Dad?" Goodsport guessed. Everybody stared at Goodsport. "UhÖ well, it was worth a shot, wasn't it?" Goodsport shrugged and smiled sheepishly.
: "You," the Indiana Jones (or Harrison Ford lookalike) pointed at Deirdre. "How did you know my name?"
: "You meanÖ you mean that you're Indiana Jones? Henry Jones? Junior?" stammered Indiana Jayne, who was obviously pale with shock. Deirdre and Goodsport held onto Indiana Jayne in case she passed out.
: Indiana Jones nodded at all the names but cringed at the last one. "How did you kids get here?" he asked.
: "Deirdre here says that we stepped in some kind of portal that transported us here. Wherever this place is," explained Goodsport.
: "Portal?" Indiana Jones looked as if he didn't understand English.
: "What year is it, Dr. Jones?" Deirdre asked.
: "1936,"Indiana Jones answered, looking even more puzzled.
: "Oh, great. We've just traveled 63 years back. What next? A trip to hell?" Deirdre asked sarcastically.
: Just then, they heard voices outside their cell and the sound of the cell lock being opened. Then a stout figure dressed in cargo pants and a half-buttoned shirt stepped in. He wore a hat which shaded most of his curly red hair. "Ah, Indiana Jones and the children from the future!" he said with a cynical smile.
: Indiana Jones turned to Deirdre and said, "You were close." Then, all of them turned to face the figure.
: "Belloq? Hah! What happened to your hair? Bleached it in tomato sauce?" laughed Indiana Jones. Deirdre, Goodsport and Indiana Jayne laughed along too.
: Belloq's smile faded. "What's wrong if somebody cares about his appearance? Unlike you, Indy."
: "Uh, no thanks, Belloq," Indiana Jones grinned and winked at the rest.
: "Enough," Belloq said through gritted teeth and gave an order to the German soldiers in German. The soldiers rushed into the cell and grabbed hold of Indiana Jones, Deirdre, Goodsport and Indiana Jayne.
: "Hey, easy with the Fedora, you Nazi!" Indiana Jayne said to a soldier who snatched the Fedora from her hands.
: "Hush, girl. Be silent, because that's how all of you will be when you meet my friend, Mr. Steel," Belloq reached into his pocket and took out a gun.
: Indiana Jayne gulped and exchanged glances with Deirdre and Goodsport. Now what?

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: Chapter 5 [The Rush Is On] (written by Goodsport)

: As the German guards were holding Indiana Jones, Goodsport, Indiana Jayne and Deirdre, Goodsport glanced to the back of the room.
: "Well?!? Aren't you guys going to do anything???" Goodsport exclaimed.
: "What do you want us to do?" asked Indiana Jerico angrily, sitting on the floor. Sitting next to him were The Man with the Hat, Tessa, the Lambert brothers, the Fiddler, Mack, Muppet, Krede, Indy, Meg, Kate, Michaelson and Micah, who all nodded in agreement with Indiana Jerico.
: The distraction of the conversation was just enough for Indiana Jones to body-slam the German guard holding him into the other German guards, knocking them all to the wall. The momentum of the bumped guards had thrown Deirdre, Indiana Jayne and Goodsport to the floor.
: Belloq fired his gun once but missed, trying to avoid being slammed into the wall by the oncoming guards. Belloq pointed his gun straight at Indiana Jones.
: "This time, there will be no escape!" Belloq bellowed at the archeologist.
: * THUD *
: The gun flew from Belloq's hand as his body crumpled to the floor.
: "Nice going, man!" Goodsport said to Indyfan Short Round, standing over Belloq's body with a wooden board in his hands.
: "No problem," Shorty answered, "the other Short Round is on the surface, hot-wiring a truckÖ I think."
: Deirdre adjusted her wire-rimmed glasses. "Did the other soldiers see you guys?"
: "Not yet," Short Round retorted.
: "Come on!" Indiana Jones commanded, as he picked up Belloq's gun and dashed out of the room.
: Goodsport glanced to the back of the room again, clearly irritated. "Thanks for the silence this whole time, people!"
: "What do you mean?" chimed Brett and James Lambert in unison, "We were all giving you guys moral support!"
: Goodsport rolled his eyes and followed the professor out the door. The rest followed.

: - - -

: As they all carefully made their way out to the surface, the Indyfans met up with the man who inspired their name. They were hiding behind a tent, one among many that were in the encampment.
: "Harrison!" sighed Indiana Jayne.
: "Why do you keep calling me that?" asked Henry Jones, Jr. He then glanced at her fedora. "Nice hat."
: "Thanks," Indiana Jayne cooed.
: Indyfan Short Round pointed to the 5-ton truck several yards from them. "There he is, waving that the truck's ready!"
: The rest of the group glanced over to the truck. As Indyfan Short Round had said, there was a small Asian boy wearing a 1930's era New York Yankees baseball cap, waving discreetly from the cab of the truck.
: "It's now or never," announced Indiana Jones, as he dashed off toward the truck.
: "Let's go, people!" Deirdre said. The Indyfans then made their dash.
: Indyfan Short Round joined Asian Short Round in the cab of the truck. Indiana Jones and the Indyfans piled into the back.
: "Hi, Short Round."
: "Hiya, Short Round."
: Indiana Jones squeezed his way into the cab of the truck, sitting between the two Short Rounds. The sound of German in the distance alerted him that the Nazis were now emptying their tents and heading for the truck.
: "Step on it, Short Round!!!"
: "Okie-dokie, Doctor Jones!" the two Short Rounds said in unison. Henry shook his head and grinned as Asian Short Round turned the ignition.
: The engine started. The truck jerked into motion just as the firing of bullets was heard from the pursuers.

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: : Chapter 1 [A Long Day In Coming] (written by Indiana Jayne)

: : Indiana Jayne rushed to her room and locked the door. A big grin was plastered across her face. In her hand was her very own Indiana Jones Fedora! Her heart was beating rapidly. Indiana Jayne thought this moment would never come. She had always longed for the Indiana Jones trademark fedora. She saved every penny she had, hoping one day that she could afford to buy one. Now her dream had come true.
: : Indiana Jayne stood in front of her mirror and looked at her reflection. Short black hair, big dark brown eyes and a wide smile was what she saw. Yup! Indiana Jayne was a pure fourteen year old Chinese Malaysian. Then she tried the hat on and saw nothing but pure blackness. Indiana Jayne sighed. The Fedora was too bigÖ her eyes were totally covered!
: : When she removed the hat from her head, she almost had a heart attack! She was no longer looking at her reflection. She was no longer in her room nor in Malaysia. She was inside a moving truck! She scanned the truck. There was a crate next to her. Suddenly, a gunshot was heard. Indiana Jayne almost jumped out of her skin. She looked to her right and saw two men dressed in white Arabian robes peering out of the truck shooting at something. Indiana Jayne closed her eyes. This is a dream. Play along, she told herself. Feeling a little braver, she crawled towards the men and pushed herself between them. 
: : "Okay boys, what are we looking at?" asked Indiana Jayne in her best impersonation of a military officer. She chuckled, but then stopped. Right on their tail was a man on a horse, dressed in a Fedora, with a whip sticking out of his left pocket. He was shooting back at them, Indiana Jayne gasped. Who else could that man be if not Harrison Ford dressed like her idol, Indiana Jones?
: : "By golly!" exclaimed Indiana Jayne, "Maybe I'm in the Indiana Jones filming set!" Then she shouted to him, "Hey Harrison! Can I have your autograph after this?"
: : Everybody looked at Indiana Jayne with puzzled expressions. "How did this brat get here?" asked one of the men angrily.
: : "Maybe she's one of them. Look at her clothes!" replied the other man. Indiana Jayne looked down at her T-shirt and jeans. Everything seemed fine. Suddenly something hard hit her on the back of her skull. Indiana Jayne felt dizzily and collapsed. She lay unconscious.

: : -----

: : Chapter 2 [Encounters] (written by Indiana Jayne)

: : Indiana Jayne felt pain all over. She tried opening her eyes, but it was so hard. 
: : "Keep fanning her, Deirdre! She's coming around!" said one voice.
: : "She has to be one of us. She's wearing Nikes," said another. Indiana Jayne opened her eyes. It was blur at first, but then it cleared up. There were people around her. They all looked down at her with concern. 
: : "Hi, my name is Deirdre. What's yours?" asked the girl who was using Indiana Jayne's fedora to fan her. Deirdre. The name sounded familiar.
: : "I'm Indiana Jayne. Have we met?" Indiana Jayne managed to choke out.
: : Just then, a guy with dirty-blond hair came into sight and said, "Hello, Indiana Jayne. I'm Goodsport. And yes, we all have met." He looked at all the others and continued, "We're from the Indyfan Forum."
: : Indiana Jayne stood up and she realized that they were all locked up in some sort of cell. "I wonder what my brain's trying to tell me. This is really weird. Maybe it's time I woke up now and stop this twisted dream," said Indiana Jayne.
: : "No, Indiana Jayne. This is not a dream. This is real. What you saw was real," said a serious Deirdre.

: : -----

: Chapter 3 ["If this is the rabbit holeÖ where's the rabbit?"] (written by Deirdre)

: : Faint light filtered in through the small window (with Swedish curtains) high in the wall of the small cell where everyone was jammed in.
: : Indiana Jayne stared stupefied at Deirdre. "Real?" she echoed. She tried sitting up but her head hurt like hell. "W-what hit me?" She touched the back of her head gingerly and felt a small lump protruding. Ouch!
: : Deirdre raised an amused eyebrow and gave Goodsport a mocking look. He smiled back lopsidedly. "Hm. Indiana Jayne. So-so..." 
: : "Why? Is som-- OUCH!"
: : "Here let me help you sit up" Carefully, Goodsport lifted Jayne's lithe body and let her rest against the cold stonewall. She thanked him.
: : "I'm confused. What am I doing here?!"
: : Deirdre put a contemplative hand on her chin and gave her a pondering look. "Seems like you stumbled upon the portal, my dear." She pushed back her wire-framed glasses and continued pacing around the room in consternation. "You see, what happened is this..."
: : Just then footsteps were audible outside their cell. Two unsmiling men in uniform appeared outside their cell; in their midst, a struggling male figure appeared to be in a very irate mood.
: : One of the guards unlocked the door, muttering something to his companion."Stoss ihn rein mit den anderen Verrueckten."
: : Laughing heinously the guard kicked the body into the room. The figure flew to the ground, cursing ostentatiously.
: : Goodsport and the others didn't move as they watched the young man struggle to his feet and run to the already locked door and rattle on the bars. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS ASSHOLES!. I DEMAND AN EXPLAINATION FOR THIS!!! I DEMAND TO TALK TO MY LAWYER! HEY! WHERE YOU GOING?!"
: : No one answered. Audibly the clicking sound of their boots faded into the distance.
: : "Indy?" Deirdre's voice cut into the silence.
: : Slowly the figure turned around...

: : ------

: :  Chapter 4 [Curiouser and Curiouser] (written by Indiana Jayne)

: : "Indy?" Deirdre repeated.
: : "Harrison?" Indiana Jayne asked.
: : "Dad?" Goodsport guessed. Everybody stared at Goodsport. "UhÖ well, it was worth a shot, wasn't it?" Goodsport shrugged and smiled sheepishly.
: : "You," the Indiana Jones (or Harrison Ford lookalike) pointed at Deirdre. "How did you know my name?"
: : "You meanÖ you mean that you're Indiana Jones? Henry Jones? Junior?" stammered Indiana Jayne, who was obviously pale with shock. Deirdre and Goodsport held onto Indiana Jayne in case she passed out.
: : Indiana Jones nodded at all the names but cringed at the last one. "How did you kids get here?" he asked.
: : "Deirdre here says that we stepped in some kind of portal that transported us here. Wherever this place is," explained Goodsport.
: : "Portal?" Indiana Jones looked as if he didn't understand English.
: : "What year is it, Dr. Jones?" Deirdre asked.
: : "1936,"Indiana Jones answered, looking even more puzzled.
: : "Oh, great. We've just traveled 63 years back. What next? A trip to hell?" Deirdre asked sarcastically.
: : Just then, they heard voices outside their cell and the sound of the cell lock being opened. Then a stout figure dressed in cargo pants and a half-buttoned shirt stepped in. He wore a hat which shaded most of his curly red hair. "Ah, Indiana Jones and the children from the future!" he said with a cynical smile.
: : Indiana Jones turned to Deirdre and said, "You were close." Then, all of them turned to face the figure.
: : "Belloq? Hah! What happened to your hair? Bleached it in tomato sauce?" laughed Indiana Jones. Deirdre, Goodsport and Indiana Jayne laughed along too.
: : Belloq's smile faded. "What's wrong if somebody cares about his appearance? Unlike you, Indy."
: : "Uh, no thanks, Belloq," Indiana Jones grinned and winked at the rest.
: : "Enough," Belloq said through gritted teeth and gave an order to the German soldiers in German. The soldiers rushed into the cell and grabbed hold of Indiana Jones, Deirdre, Goodsport and Indiana Jayne. 
: : "Hey, easy with the Fedora, you Nazi!" Indiana Jayne said to a soldier who snatched the Fedora from her hands.
: : "Hush, girl. Be silent, because that's how all of you will be when you meet my friend, Mr. Steel," Belloq reached into his pocket and took out a gun.
: : Indiana Jayne gulped and exchanged glances with Deirdre and Goodsport. Now what?

: : -----

: : Chapter 5 [The Rush Is On] (written by Goodsport)

: : As the German guards were holding Indiana Jones, Goodsport, Indiana Jayne and Deirdre, Goodsport glanced to the back of the room.
: : "Well?!?  Aren't you guys going to do anything???" Goodsport exclaimed.
: : "What do you want us to do?" asked Indiana Jerico angrily, sitting on the floor.  Sitting next to him were The Man with the Hat, Tessa, the Lambert brothers, the Fiddler, Mack, Muppet, Krede, Indy, Meg, Kate, Michaelson and Micah, who all nodded in agreement with Indiana Jerico.
: : The distraction of the conversation was just enough for Indiana Jones to body-slam the German guard holding him into the other German guards, knocking them all to the wall.  The momentum of the bumped guards had thrown Deirdre, Indiana Jayne and Goodsport to the floor.
: : Belloq fired his gun once but missed, trying to avoid being slammed into the wall by the oncoming guards.  Belloq pointed his gun straight at Indiana Jones.
: : "This time, there will be no escape!" Belloq bellowed at the archeologist.
: : * THUD *
: : The gun flew from Belloq's hand as his body crumpled to the floor.
: : "Nice going, man!" Goodsport said to Indyfan Short Round, standing over Belloq's body with a wooden board in his hands.
: : "No problem," Shorty answered, "the other Short Round is on the surface, hot-wiring a truckÖ I think."
: : Deirdre adjusted her wire-rimmed glasses.  "Did the other soldiers see you guys?"
: : "Not yet," Short Round retorted.
: : "Come on!" Indiana Jones commanded, as he picked up Belloq's gun and dashed out of the room.
: : Goodsport glanced to the back of the room again, clearly irritated.  "Thanks for the silence this whole time, people!"
: : "What do you mean?" chimed Brett and James Lambert in unison, "We were all giving you guys moral support!"
: : Goodsport rolled his eyes and followed the professor out the door.  The rest followed.

: : - - -

: : As they all carefully made their way out to the surface, the Indyfans met up with the man who inspired their name. They were hiding behind a tent, one among many that were in the encampment.
: : "Harrison!" sighed Indiana Jayne.
: : "Why do you keep calling me that?" asked Henry Jones, Jr. He then glanced at her fedora. "Nice hat."
: : "Thanks," Indiana Jayne cooed.
: : Indyfan Short Round pointed to the 5-ton truck several yards from them. "There he is, waving that the truck's ready!"
: : The rest of the group glanced over to the truck. As Indyfan Short Round had said, there was a small Asian boy wearing a 1930's era New York Yankees baseball cap, waving discreetly from the cab of the truck.
: : "It's now or never," announced Indiana Jones, as he dashed off toward the truck.
: : "Let's go, people!" Deirdre said. The Indyfans then made their dash.
: : Indyfan Short Round joined Asian Short Round in the cab of the truck. Indiana Jones and the Indyfans piled into the back.
: : "Hi, Short Round."
: : "Hiya, Short Round."
: : Indiana Jones squeezed his way into the cab of the truck, sitting between the two Short Rounds. The sound of German in the distance alerted him that the Nazis were now emptying their tents and heading for the truck.
: : "Step on it, Short Round!!!"
: : "Okie-dokie, Doctor Jones!" the two Short Rounds said in unison. Henry shook his head and grinned as Asian Short Round turned the ignition.
: : The engine started. The truck jerked into motion just as the firing of bullets was heard from the pursuers.

: : -----

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