The Knight Riding continues.

[valis2]

• Bonnie looked up from her book at a polite knock on her door. She frowned and lowered her literature. “Yes? Who is it?”
  “Can I come in?”
  Bonnie frowned harder, curious. No rapist or murderer would ask to come in.
  “I suppose so. The door is unlocked,” she thought about how familiar the voice sounded.
  You cannot argue with the flawless logic of this scene.


• "You keep track of how many times I cook at home?" [said Michael]
  "I am a computer Michael." K.I.T.T. said simply.
  I'm not going to think of anything else KITT keeps track of. Absolutely not.


• Remember what I told you, it's not the bullet that causes the infection, it's the derbies that's shoved in with the bullet.
  Now that would hurt.


• "Just one more question." Michael took a step forward. He felt the pain of the bullet pass through his left bicep before he heard the report of the rifle.
  "The next one will be plumb through the heart." Titus warned.


• [Fic setting:]2001, Never Never Land, Operation Backstep
  I am so lost and I haven't even read the first line of the fic.


• Inevitable, really; Baywatch crossover.


• She never knew what was so lovable about a typical day.


• I am getting so sick of acronyms.


• [After KITT gets remodeled:] The dash looked a little less like 'Darth Vader's bathroom'.
  Well, that's a relief.


• KITT still couldn’t get over the odds and recalculated until his processors were sore.


• Bonnie reached in and pulled out a chocolate covered cake with 'Welcome Home Michael' written on top. "It's your favorite Michael, chocolate with whipped cream filling."
  "I was the one who suggested the whipped cream filling." K.I.T.T. offered.


• “Devon, the Knight Two Thousand wouldn’t let itself be stolen, you know that. And if it’s missing from the garage, then what is he-“ she indicated Kitt [in a human body], “-doing here?”
  “Devon, I am the Knight Industries Two Thousand. I found a line of code in my programming last night that would allow me to defy the laws of science and shift my bodily form,” Kitt took a step forward.
  Wow. That seems like it would take an awful lot of defying.


• KITT: Well Mike, while you were out blowing our cover, I was able to make some progress.
  MIKE: What do you mean?
  KITT: I have gained remote access to the UCAV. We now have control of the drone.
  MIKE: No way!
  KITT: *pauses* You really are a tool, you know that?
  

Comments

[alasandalack.livejournal.com]

i know wayyyyy too much about the various things people do with cars (such as date them).

not from personal experience, of course.

[valis2.livejournal.com]

i know wayyyyy too much about the various things people do with cars (such as date them).

Wow, I'm so tempted to ask you to decipher some of this fic for me. Seriously.

[alasandalack.livejournal.com]

shure, shure!

[valis2.livejournal.com]

I will bookmark this and come back to it, seriously, because there were a few things that were confusing, and I'd love to hear some thoughts behind it. When I start my next round of summaries, I'll have a few questions for you...

THANK YOU! :)