Fan Fiction |
by Carmen Yip
*Guest Appearences*
Melissa Geung (Ng)
Francis Ng
Ron Ng
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(4 June – Friday – Yip’s residence – 8.25 p.m.)
Raymond and Gallen were sitting in the living room, staring at the television, but none of them were concentrating on the programme.
GALLEN: (lying back and sighs) Ray, why are you gazing at the advertisement?
RAYMOND: (snapped out) Are you concentrating, Gor?
GALLEN: Not in the right mood. You?
RAYMOND: Since when have you been so concern about me?
GALLEN: Ages ago, I care for all of you! What are you troubled with?
RAYMOND: Nothing much. I mean, it’s nothing compared to your problem!
GALLEN: I don’t understand, Ray! Your past with Michelle is over and done with, why are you still clinging on it?
RAYMOND: Easier said than done! I’m not like you!
GALLEN: What about me?
RAYMOND: (grins) Finding someone who can let you get over Maggie!
GALLEN: (mumbled) But too bad I found the wrong one…
RAYMOND: Yup… (sighs)
The doorbell rings and Raymond went to fetch it.
GALLEN: (peeking) Who’s that, Ray?
RAYMOND: (opens the door) Your right one, Gor!
GALLEN: (sits up) Huh?
MELISSA: (slips her head in) Hi!
GALLEN: Oh no, it’s Mel, the nosey queen again!
FRANCIS: (behind Melissa) What did you say?
GALLEN: (stood up) Hey, Francis, you’re really back? I thought she was joking me!
RON: (pointing his finger) Oh… so you were bullying my future Dai So when we are not around! Teach him a lesson, Gor!
GALLEN: (leads them to the sofa) You are crazy! Me bully her? It’s the exact opposite!
MELISSA: Hey, I was just showing my concern and this guy calls me nosey queen. How rude!
FRANCIS: (arms around Melissa) Don’t worry, I am here to protect you!
GALLEN: (shivers) Oh gosh!
RAYMOND: Anyway, how was your trip to France?
FRANCIS: It was cool, of course, and my dear brother even found himself a girlfriend over there!
RAYMOND: Oh, really? You must introduce her to me, someday!
RON: Nah, you would only steal her from me!
RAYMOND: (chuckles) Thanks for that compliment!
MELISSA: (picking up something on the table) Hey, what’s this? ‘Dissect Thy Heart’?
GALLEN: (smiles) It’s my new work!
MELISSA: (grins) Aha! I’ve finally convinced you to join me in writing detective stories!
GALLEN: Nope, it’s a romance!
MELISSA: (disappointed) Oh my god, what a title for a romance! Sounds forensic to me!
GALLEN: Nah, I’m trying to apply a psychological viewpoint on this work. And I’m planning to ask Ray for help! (pats Ray’s shoulder smilingly)
RAYMOND: I will try to help, but I’m busy with the student’s projects recently too…
GALLEN: Awww… it doesn’t sounds good rejecting your Gor, Ray!
RAYMOND: Sorry but I can’t help it! (an idea strikes him) Ah! Why don’t you ask Prof Chan to help? She’s free recently and she knows even more than me!
GALLEN: (speechless) …
RAYMOND: (recalls) Erhhh… better not. Why not you do some research on your own, Gor?
MELISSA: (confused) If he has a professional to turn to, why must he waste time doing research?
RAYMOND: Erm… it’s not a very nice idea…
FRANCIS: (confused too) What’s wrong?
GALLEN: But it’ll be better if I have a professional view of it. Because I can’t possibly check on every single detail, it’ll take me ages!
RAYMOND: Erh… that means you want me to ask Prof Chan for help?
GALLEN: Yup!
RAYMOND: Are you sure, Gor? I’m afraid you’ll be digging your own grave…
RON: (looking at Raymond) You are so funny, Ray! Why would asking your professor for help means digging his own grave? (tracing his cheeks) Don’t tell me she charges a bomb for consultation?
GALLEN: (grins) Yeah, yeah… (to Ray) I’m sure. Just help me, ok?
RAYMOND: (putting his lips together) Fine, if you insist!
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(7 June 2004 – Monday – campus – Performance Hall)
MYOLIE: (tugging Sammul’s shirt) I’m so excited, is he already inside?
SAMMUL: Yup, at the back stage, preparing! (smiles) Hey, relax, stay cool!
MYOLIE: Awww… how I wish you could!
SAMMUL: I never knew you idolize him to this extent!
MYOLIE: (still nervous) Now you do!
SAMMUL: Do you need to get his autograph or what?
MYOLIE: It’s not very nice to disturb him now, I think I’ll get it after the performance!
SAMMUL: (smiles) Ok, sure!
MYOLIE: Where are Ray and Tavia? I don’t see them anywhere!
TAVIA: (patting her from behind) Here, Myo!
MYOLIE: (got a scare) Hey, why do you always walk without a sound?
TAVIA: Then why are you such a timid cat? (winks to Sammul)
SAMMUL: Myo, do you need a drink or something? I’ll get it for you!
MYOLIE: Ok, thanks, I want…
SAMMUL: (interjects) Carrot juice and chocolate!
MYOLIE: (smiles) Yup, thanks!
TAVIA: (teasing) He knows you so well!
MYOLIE: Just happen to know. By the way, where’s Ray?
TAVIA: He’s coming, just went to look for Prof Chan. Where’s the orchestra?
RAYMOND: (walking towwards them) Hi, have the thing started?
MYOLIE: Nope.
TAVIA: Yup. (smiling) How can they start without you?
RAYMOND: (chuckles) So sorry to keep you waiting.
MYOLIE: Nah… it’ll only start in 10 minutes’ time…
RAYMOND: Oh… ok, let’s get to the seats.
SAMMUL: (rushing to them) Hey, I’m here. (passing the drinks)
TAVIA: Ah! You still got a heart, didn’t forget about me!
SAMMUL: Of course!
At the moment, Raymond thought he saw a familiar figure flashing past the stage. He rubbed his eyes, not there! He sighed… his imagination and eyes must have been playing a trick on him. Moreover, he was troubled enough helping Gallen…
*FLASHBACKS*
(20 minutes ago – Prof Chan’s office)
RAYMOND: Prof Chan, can you do me a favor?
FLORA: (smiles) You need a favor from me? Psychology related?
RAYMOND: Uh huh. (pauses) Actually it’s my brother who needs a favor…
FLORA: Gallen? How does he want me to help?
RAYMOND: Recently he’s on a new work that is based on a professional psychological viewpoint, so he will need your professional advice and opinions… Ermm… is that ok with you?
FLORA: (considering) Erm… basically, not a problem!
RAYMOND: Do you need to consider again?
FLORA: (chuckles) You’re weird, Ray! Don’t you hope I’ll help?
RAYMOND: Erm… Yes… but I'm not sure… I’m a bit worried…
FLORA: (confused) Worried about what? (thinking) You are afraid that I would still be angry with him over his ‘help’?
RAYMOND: Huh? Erhh… not that… Actually it’s nothing. Thanks for your help anyway, I’ll convey that to my brother!
Flora shrugs and wonders in bewilderment.
*END OF FLASHBACKS*
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