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The Time Machine	By : kittykins667 Category: S through Z > Space Jam Views: 3865 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Space Jam or any of the characters in it, nor am I making any money from this story. I do own the other characters though because they are myself and my friends. xD

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“Amber? You here?” comes a deep, monstrous voice.
“Coming!” she calls out as she grabs her bags and heads down the stairs.
After setting her things down on the floor, she looks over to find the biggest monster that she’d ever seen standing just inside the front door, staring at her. He stands more than twice her height and has huge, bulging muscles, appearing much more bulky than she’d even imagined. He has piercing yellow eyes and long claws that could slice through her flesh and bone with the greatest of ease.
As she gapes at him, he grins, flashing white, razor-sharp teeth. He’s quite intimidating. She can’t help but to let out a small, frightened squeak and stumble backwards slightly.
Expression softening, he coos, “Aw baby, please don’t be scared… I know I’m big ‘n scary, but I’ll be gentle with you… I promise…” He starts to move towards her slowly, as though sudden movements will make her turn and run from him.
Once he reaches her, he gently runs the fingers of his left hand through her black hair, all the way down to the tips at her waist. He then strokes her right cheek with his right hand. She’s surprised at how gentle he is; he really doesn’t look capable of it. Still frightened, she lets out a small whimper.
“Want me to stop, sweetie?” he asks, looking down at her with concern, “I won’t touch you if you don’t want me to…”
Shaking her head, she manages to stammer, “N-no, it’s okay… sorry…”
“Don’t be sorry, baby… I know I’m scary… Just know that I won’t ever hurt you. You’re my sweet lil’ princess, okay?”
“O-okay…” she replies nervously.
He chuckles and coos, “Aww…” before pulling her closer to him, his left hand still on her waist and the other moving to the back of her head. “You’re such a sweet lil’ thing… Are you ready to come home with me?” he asks kindly, continuing to gaze fondly down at her.
Timidly, she nods. He chuckles at her nervousness and strokes her hair gently. He then pulls away, grabbing her bags with one large hand and offering her the other. She takes it, a bit reluctantly, and he leads her outside to his truck. It’s gigantic and black, with wheels like those of a monster truck. Which I guess it is… just a different kind, Amber thinks with a giggle.
Looking down at her, Bupkus smiles and asks, “What’s so funny, sweetie?”
“Oh, um,” she giggles again, “Nothing… Just a silly thought is all.”
Tossing her bags onto the floor of the passenger side of the truck, he chuckles, “If you’re sure… Here, lemme help you up…”
He grabs her around the waist and picks her up, setting her gently in the middle of the long seat. He then climbs into the driver’s side, shutting the door behind him as he sits down. He puts his right arm around Amber as he starts up the truck and pulls away from the abandoned house.
Well, it doesn’t seem like he plans to hurt me… she thinks a bit uncertainly, Unless he wants to do it in some special way back at his place… I guess I’ll just have to be careful…
It’s a long drive back to his place, which tells Amber that he couldn’t wait an hour to come and get her. That makes her giggle again.
“Another silly thought?” he asks, smiling down at her.
“Maybe…”
He chuckles, “Well, I wish you’d share it with me.”
“I was just noticing how long of a drive this is… That means you couldn’t wait an hour to come get me. It’s just kinda funny,” she adds, a bit timidly.
He laughs, “Oh, yeah… Sorry ‘bout that, baby, but you know… you woulda just been waitin’ for so long… I didn’t wanna make my princess wait…”
“If you say so,” she replies with a giggle.
“Aw… your little giggles are so cute…” he purrs, looking down at her fondly.
Feeling bashful, she blushes and looks down at her knees as she mutters, “Thank you, Bupkus…”
“The pleasure’s all mine,” he replies, pulling her closer.
About 45 minutes later, they arrive at a gigantic stone castle, which causes Amber’s mouth to drop open in amazement. It’s the kind of place that you only see in fairy tales. There’s a great iron fence surrounding it, beautiful trees and flowers everywhere, and a large body of water coming out from the back, leading into the ocean. Everything about it is absolutely gorgeous.
“THIS is where you live?!” she exclaims in disbelief.
He chuckles, “Mhmm… Like it, baby?”
“It’s the most amazing place I’ve ever seen! What the hell, why can’t I ever live in a place like this?” she adds with a laugh.
He chuckles at that, “Well, you’re more than welcome to share it with me…” As he pulls through the large gate and parks, he goes on, “C’mon, I’ll show yah around.” He jumps out of the truck, gently helping her to the ground before grabbing her things. With a nod towards them, he says, “I’ll take these to my room before I give you the grand tour… Wanna come with me?”
“Hell yes I do!” she responds enthusiastically.
He laughs and offers her his hand again. She takes it and they walk into the castle together.
The castle is almost even more impressive on the inside. Just in the entrance hall, there’s a gigantic chandelier, a grand staircase, torches on the walls, fancy black carpets on the floor, and a variety of hallways leading off in different directions, leading into other parts of the castle. Everything seems to sparkle and shimmer, as though freshly polished.
“O… M… G… This is gorgeous!” Amber exclaims, looking around in wonderment.
Bupkus chuckles, “Glad you like it, baby… After 200 years, it kinda loses its impressiveness, yah know?”
“Aw, sad day… I’m sorry,” she coos sympathetically.
Shrugging it off, he says, “Eh, it’s a’ight… C’mon…” before leading her up the staircase and into a room off to the left.
As they enter, Amber giggles, “I like your choice of colors.”
The majority of things inside are either black or purple, with black furniture, black flooring and carpets, and purple walls. This room is actually a lot more like a house though. There’s a living room with a couch and big screen TV before them, a kitchen through a pair of glass double doors on the right, a bathroom on the left, and another room behind it that Amber can’t see into, but she assumes is his bedroom. She’s proved to be correct when he takes her in that direction.
His bedroom is almost even more impressive. It has dark purple walls, black carpet, a medium-sized black chandelier, and, against the center of the wall to their current right, a canopy bed that has black bedding and curtains made of silk. There’s also a black dresser and hamper near the door, a black computer desk to their current left, a flat screen TV next to that, on the wall across from the bed, a door to the right of that, and a great variety of black shelves, containing what look like books, movies, and video games. There’s even a pair of glass doors in the back of the room, which could only mean…
“You have a balcony?!”
He nods, “Of course, baby… Why?”
“Oh my god, I think I just died a little bit inside. Can I see it?” she asks, looking up at him hopefully.
He chuckles and says, “Sure, if it really means that much to you…” before leading her out the doors.
She gasps at the incredible view. The blackish purple sky, with all the shimmering stars and the huge Saturn-looking moon, has never looked more beautiful to her than it does right now; especially with the ocean’s reflective surface gleaming beneath it, waves gently splashing the white, sandy shore.
After a few moments of breathless silence, she manages, “This… is… orgasmic.”
Bupkus bursts out laughing at that. It takes a little while, but once he finally regains control of himself, he says, “That’s one way to put it, baby…”
She laughs, “Sorry! I forget that you’re not used to me saying things like that… It happens a lot, just so you know.”
He chuckles, “That’s fine with me. Beautiful, smart, AND funny… How the hell did I get so lucky?”
“Lies!” she replies with a giggle.
“Aww, modest too…”
She sighs and says, “I give up,” but smiles up at him all the same.
Once she’s finally done admiring the amazing view, he leads her back inside and says, “There’re some guys that you should probably meet… They share this place with me and they really ain’t that bad… just kinda scary like me. You mind?”
“O-oh no, that’s fine… Where are they?” she asks nervously.
“C’mon,” he responds, leading her out of his room. They return to the hallway and he leads her down it a bit farther, into a different room.
Inside there are four monsters watching TV. They look over at her as she enters. The one on the middle couch has green skin, a hunched back with spines sticking out, a huge chin, and orange hair in a buzz cut; the one sitting to his right has orange skin, a bald head, and is slightly shorter and bulkier than either Bupkus or the other; the one on the couch to the right has red skin, a bald head, smaller muscles, and a much shorter stature than all the others; and the one sitting on the couch to the left is skinnier and taller than all of the others, maybe a head above Bupkus, with blue skin, short, dark blue hair, and a set of buck-teeth.
They all are quite intimidating, but for some reason, Bupkus was more so. It’s somewhat easier for Amber to move towards them and speak, “Hi…”
Bupkus chuckles, “This is Amber, boys… She’s all mine so don’t get any ideas. You even think ‘bout touchin’ ‘er and I’ll kick your asses.”
They all laugh and the orange one says, “Party pooper…” in an extremely deep, monstrous voice.
Rolling his eyes, Bupkus grumbles, “Ha-ha… Amber, this is Pound. He thinks he’s funny.”
Pound looks at her and grins, “Hey, Shorty.”
“Hey,” she replies with a small giggle.
In a much more high-pitched voice, the red one says, “I’m Nawt!” Gesturing towards the green and blue monsters in turn, he adds, “This is Bang and this is Blanko!”
“Hi, guys,” she says, waving excitedly.
Eyeing her, Pound chuckles and says, “I see whatcha mean, Bupkus… She really is too damn cute for her own good.”
She immediately stops waving and blushes, looking down at the ground shyly.
“Hey, man! I said no ideas!” Bupkus growls at him.
“A’ight, a’ight… Jeez, a guy can’t even make a joke ‘round here…” he grumbles irritably.
“C’mon, baby… I’ll show you around the yard. You looked kinda excited about it when we first drove in,” Bupkus says, gently taking Amber’s hand and leading her out of the room.
“Bye guys!” she calls back to the others as they leave. There’s a series of chuckles and “byes” in response.
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