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Ron Swanson | Parks & Rec | OTA
[ The screen shows a non-descript man, possibly in his forties, with brown hair, a magnificent mustache, and a stern expression. He stares angrily at the comm. It's easy to tell when he sees the blinking light that indicates the comm is recording - his eyes widen almost imperceptibly, his features darken, and then he lunges toward the device.
The screen next shows a blur as Ron repeatedly hits it against the side of the desk as he tries to break it. ]
Around Wonderland
He doesn't belong here. He knows he doesn't belong here. He belongs back in Pawnee, and this is not Pawnee. The only adequate reason to leave Pawnee is for above-average steak. And that's a problem, because by all appearances, this is Eagleton, and Eagleton doesn't have above-average steak.
This place is fancy. He doesn't like fancy. All people need are four walls and a roof. Even modern plumbing is an unnecessary luxury. So this mansion? He hates it. He doesn't know how he got to Eagleton, but buildings like this are why he tries to avoid it at all costs.
But he isn't going to get back home if he just stays were he is.
He heads out into the hallways and around the grounds, looking for the road that will take him home. No way is he calling someone for help and admitting he got lost in (cringe) Eagleton.
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...Are you okay?
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He sees the blinking light and quickly turns the comm around. ]
How do you turn it off?
[ He doesn't just look angry, he sounds it, too. ]
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Let me guess. You just arrived here?
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Where is here?
[ His tone is so demanding it's almost hard to hear the fear underneath. He doesn't know where he is or how he got here. He only knows that he is going to attack whoever put him here. He would go into detail, but knows better than to leave a physical record of his intentions where some lawyer could find it later. Ron may not respect the government, but he can acknowledge that jail cells are difficult to get out of.
He calms as he finally realizes what's going on. ]
I'm in Eagleton. [ He finally understands what's going on. Good. Well, not good, because it's Eagleton, but at least he knows where he is. ] This is some sort of prank.
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[How did she explain this to someone who was clearly already having a hard time with his arrival? Especially at such an aggressive level. Her brows knitted together when he mentioned Eagleton. She's never heard of that place before.]
If it is, this is some really drawn out prank.
[Her tone made it obvious she didn't believe that though.]
We're in Wonderland which I know doesn't sound any less like a prank, but, it's the truth.
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[ He giggles. He doesn't even try to hide it. ]
Right, Right.
Wonderland.
[ He commences giggling again, because Wonderland. How stupid does this woman think he is? She honestly expects him to believe he's wound up in some sort of children's story? ]
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Insert an emphatic wave from a redhead currently sprawled on a yoga mat, limbs positioned in what seems like an impossible angle. Mary Jane is terrible at the mental and spiritual portion of the practice, but she sure likes to stretch her legs. She also likes to discover what is 'hip' these days, being from a different decade than most people in Wonderland. You better believe she was thrilled to learn all about the selfies.
Do you like selfies, Ron Swanson? No matter, she'll ask soon enough.
... He's going to walk right past her, isn't he. Oh, well. Persistence is her middle name.
Okay, no. Danger is her middle name. But it is followed closely by persistence. This man looks lost, and she plans to come to his rescue!
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Eagleton. Where they run for fun. Ron would expect it from Chris, because Chris had likely suffered from a head injury. Why else would Chris willingly work for the government?
And then this woman. "Yoo hoo." And enthusiasm.
Ron has no time for any of it. He is going to get home. If he keeps walking east, he should get there in no time.
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It's not impossible to hide from Andy. Like, it's actually pretty easy, probably, put on a fake beard or point the other way and say 'what's that'. But given the circumstances, things are also a little more target-spotted than they'd usually get, and he'd know that determined stomp anywhere. Andy is a man on a mission.
He doesn't run into him, although it's a close call. The first thing he does is attempt to press a bucket into Ron's hands.
"I found a closet that gives you all the chili you want! And it tastes pretty good, like I got a bag in my pocket for later, but then I realized! We've gotta fill their swimming pool with it before we go home. We have to."
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It also means April is likely nearby, and April, too, is a workplace associate.
Even in his own mind, Ron will never admit how glad he is to see Andy, or of possibly seeing April.
"An-" He doesn't even get Andy's name out before a bucket is shoved into his hand, and he looks down into a bucket of chili as Andy talks. There's the enthusiasm.
But then what Andy is saying sinks in.
Fill Eagleton's pool with chili.
It might be hard to see under his mustache, but he's starting to smile. They can always go home later.
"Where's the pool, son?"
Andy always had been a more-than-adequate workplace associate.
screams
[ The voice is impossible to mistake. Or to escape. Undeterred by the way Ron is methodically smashing his communicator against his desk over and over, Leslie keeps talking, her voice rising over the sound of metal being slammed against wood. ]
Ron, it's me, Leslie! Oh, I'm so glad you're here, I have so much to tell you. Hey - [ He's still smashing his comm. Why is he smashing it? ] Don't do that, you'll brea/I> it! Isn't this thing great? It's like, a phone, but you can talk to everyone all at once. And everyone can see you while you're talking! And you can see them! It's like having a town hall meeting in your pocket! Plus - don't know what to wear? Or how to decorate your room? You can just show the "network" and get everyone's opinion!
[ She moves her own camera, not that he's looking, to show a view of her own room. Which looks oddly like her office in the Parks Department, complete with a new set of color-coded binders on her ideas for Wonderland. ] See?
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This is one of her ideas, isn't it? This is one of her work retreats. She drugged him and brought him here!
He'd actually respect how callous she must have been (who did she get to transport him? Of course, he wouldn't put it past her to drag him here herself) if he weren't so damn pissed off about it.
And every word she says makes this whole thing sound worse. People? Town hall in your pocket? Either one of those is bad enough, but having a device that means you have to put up with both? ]
No, Leslie. This is not great!
[ His mustache twitches as he forces himself to calm down. ] Not that I'm not impressed that you kidnapped me, but if you think I'm not going home-
[ Wait. What is he doing? This is still the device that not only makes him accessible to people, but recorded him.
With that, he resumes smashing it against the table. ]
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Okay, so maybe she wouldn't kidnap him. She's far more likely to nag him until he gives in, if only for some peace and quiet, or she would move the government function to his office on the sly.
Maybe she didn't kidnap him. But then, how did he get here? ]
STOP.
[ He stills the comm and glares at Leslie. ]
Stop saying a name that may or may not be mine! On. A. Machine.
[ And then, with a glance around the room because he doesn't know where the communicator came from and who else might be watching. Why is Leslie saying his name so often? She should know better. This is his name, Leslie. His. Name. ]
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[ No. No, no. Leslie makes herself swallow the rest of his name before she can say it, pressing her lips together briefly and then sucking in an audible breath before continuing. ]
Okay, um, Mr...ummm...Mr...Mr. Potato Head!
[ It's the first thing that she came up with, okay. If he doesn't like it, she can always go back to Ron. ]
I didn't kidnap you. This is gonna be hard to believe, but it's true. I promise. And I'm not drunk, and I've had, like - less than half a cup of sugar today. [ So far. ] So it's true. And I know what I'm talking about.
We're in Wonderland.
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Leslie. What the hell.
But she keeps talking, and Ron grumps harder.
By the time she says, "We're in Wonderland," Ron is grumping as hard as a grump can grump.
What the hell, Leslie?
Wonderland? The children's story?
He's just going to grump grumpily. ]
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text that he may very well never see
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He needs a hammer.
He gives the table another whack with the device and then sets the communicator on the bed, covering it with a pillow (and yes, maybe trying to smother it a little) before going to look for a hammer. ]
network;
[that's it. that's the response.]
network;
So he stops and stares at the feed, his mustache twitching with anger that he hasn't yet taken out on the device. ]
How do I turn it off. [ He doesn't use her name; he would never use her name on something electronic. He also does not make it sound like a question, because he isn't asking. He wants the comm off, and he wants it off now. ]
network;
Uh, well, you're not gonna be able to turn it off-off but there's a button to stop the feed.
network;
Impossible. It will turn off if I shoot it into pieces.
[ Which would be easier if he had his gun with him. The one time he doesn't have his gun with him when he travels. Because he must have traveled here somehow. But there's no way in hell he could have traveled to a place with no guns. He's still in America, damn it. ]
Where are the guns.
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It sounds like Ben's voice using his name over a machine.
Which ought to mean that it can't be Ben, because Ben should know better.
Cautiously, Ron turns the device. It's bad enough that he can see the machine. He doesn't want the machine to see him. He tilts it just enough that he can see an image that looks vaguely like Ben Wyatt, whom Ron had liked well enough when it had come to shutting down Pawnee's government. Now that the government is up and running, Ron doesn't like him with the same glee. It's not that he dislikes Ben, but there are times where he thinks that he will never admit he likes Ben, which is, by other people's standards, the equivalent of liking someone. ]
Yes, I am.
Kindly refrain from using someone's name on this [ Pause to suppress the urge to vomit ] machine, and from calling me "Ron." Whoever that is.
[ With those important matters out of the way, he returns to the most important matter at hand - trying to break the machine that had blinked its light at him. Which means it had started recording Ron. On its own.
Ron shall not suffer this device to live. ]