3,097The Ongoing Path – Crocodile Dundee Universe
By Stargatesg1fan1
Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized universes or characters within.
Women Bonded to Harry in This Verse-
Sue Charlton is played by Linda Kozlowski
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Australia, 1986
Harry Potter opened his eyes finding himself in the forty-seven-year-old form of Michael "Crocodile" Dundee or Mick as he was called by the locals. The first thing he did as he felt his essence enhancing the physiology of his new body was to shift to a younger appearing age. Mick now looked to be closer to thirty-five. He could already sense her. The reason he had come to this universe, Sue Charlton, was coming closer to his location.
The previous day for him was the first time in his life he had watched the Crocodile Dundee film series. There wasn't honestly anything he would change about the first two films except maybe adding more sex. But Sue Charlton was worth coming to a universe for. She was no Samantha Carter or Sue Storms. But Sue Charlton was very attractive.
He got up and went about getting ready for the big first meeting.
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Harry stood outside of the Walkabout Creek pub observing the conversation between Sue and Walter 'Wally' Reilly. He was unnoticed by the locals because he desired it that way.
When Wally said, "We handle ourselves pretty well here. But if you're talking legend…"
That was Harry's cue. Harry's knife shot through the open door of the pub and sank into the side of the bar, startling the hell out of Sue. She stood up to see what the commotion was about. Harry pretended to be thrown into the pub. A couple of locals played along pretending to throw him back into the fight. Harry pretended to wrestle a crocodile into the pub. The crocodile looked fresh and more alive than dead.
"Oh my god," Sue said as she stepped back and laid her hands on Wally in fright.
Harry pretended to wrestle it. He had transformed his physique to be more well-muscled. He was not a body builder and bulky. But his physique looked well-defined. He wrestled the croc up to the bar and said, "Two beers, Ide. One for me and one for my mate."
"One for your mate you mad bugger," Ide said.
Sue was breathing heavily and staring at Harry as he noticed her. He wrenched his knife out of the wood, sheathed it, and brought the croc with him. She was a vision of beauty.
"I'm sorry if that frightened you Miss," Wally said.
Harry approached Sue and visibly eyed her up and down. Sue die the same. When Harry's aura touched her she slowly felt an attraction. He had learned to tone down his aura over the years. He felt the temptation to flood her with his aura, bend her over the bar, peel down her pants, and bury his mouth against her gash. But the temptation was only brief. He would much rather go for the slow seduction.
"Michael J. 'Crocodile' Dundee," Harry introduced with a tip of his hat. "Everyone calls me Mick."
"Sue Charlton Newsday," Sue greeted as she held out her hand.
Harry took her hand and shook it. The moment their hands connected Sue felt a tingle of pleasure flow through her straight to her womanhood. A song started up. Harry set the crocodile against one corner, took Sue's hand, and pulled her towards a part of the pub to dance.
"It's a pleasure," Harry said. "We can talk while we dance."
Harry pulled her close while he began dancing.
"Legend has it a crocodile took half your leg off," Sue said in a tone that suggested she wasn't happy given he was now dancing pretty well.
"That's a slight exaggeration," Harry said as he paused dancing to put his leg on a chair and pull up his pant leg to reveal quite a bit of scarring. "It was more like a love bite." Sue looked up at him in surprise. "Enough about me leg. Let me tell you about the rest of me," He said as he pulled her back into dancing. "Up north in the never never where the land is harsh and bare, there's a mighty hunter named Mick Dundee." He briefly pointed at himself. "He can dance like Fred Astaire," He said earning a smile out of Sue.
"What did he say the name of this clown was?" Peter asked as he leaned slightly towards his friend.
Peter was a slightly overweight man sitting at a nearby table drinking a beer.
"Mick Dundee," Burt, Peter's friend sitting with him, answered. "He's the bloke that was grabbed by a croc on the Rapid River."
"What was he doing up there?" Peter asked.
"There's a lot of crocs. I recon he was doing," Burt said while miming shooting something.
"Just a bloody poacher aye," Peter said with a laugh as he set down his beer and glanced at Mick.
"Listen, you do understand I want you to take me out where you were attacked," Sue said while her voice grew surprised at that last word as he dipped her. She laughed as she said, "Show me how you survived."
"I don't know. Just the two of us out there alone. I've got me reputation to think about," Harry said teasingly.
Peter leaned over and smacked one of Harry's ass cheeks with the back of his hand to get Harry's attention.
"Hey," Peter said. "Dundee, where can a man shoot a few crocs around here aye?" He said before laughing with his buddies.
"How would I know?" Harry asked as he continued to dance. "Shit for brains," He said with a smile.
Peter quickly lost his smile and glanced at his friends.
"Just relax," Peter told his friends as he took off his glasses and stood up. "Come on Dundee. Every man and his dog in the joint knows you're nothing but a bloody croc poacher."
Harry turned a dance move into an upper cut that Peter didn't see coming. The punch was so strong and fast that Peter was laid out on the table his friends were sitting at and out cold. Sue looked at Peter in surprise as his friends helped get him off the table and drug him out of there. Harry could sense how interesting she found the scene as she glanced between Harry and the laid-out man.
"Sorry about that. But I won't have anyone using bad language in front of a lady," Harry said.
"Bad language?" Sue asked in confusion. "What was he saying about you being a poacher?"
Sue wasn't sure what it was about this man. He smelled very different to Richard, the man she had been dating on and off again for some time. He didn't smell like he put on cologne. She didn't know how to describe his scent other than that he smelled manly. It wasn't a bad smell at all. His fingers were calloused. His body felt muscular pressed against her own. She felt a fire in her loins that seemed to spike any time she brushed against his body with her nethers.
"Oh. He was just trying to get a bite. That's all," Harry said as he spun Sue. "Excuse me," Harry said as he ended the dance. He approached some locals saying, "Donk, tonight's me lucky night."
Harry handed over some money as the locals started to cheer him on. Sue watched on with interest as the local game of Donk taking hits to the gut without spilling the pint of beer on top of his head continued. Donk stood quite a bit taller than Harry. In the movie Donk had spilled the beer because Mick had laid a quick kiss on him. Harry decided to change things a bit. Harry's punch to Donk's gut drove the air out of Donk's lungs. The beer went flying and shattered. The locals were stunned as Donk clutched at his gut. Then everyone let out a loud cheer.
Sue had circled back around to Wally who explained, "Donk has never spilled a drop."
"If nothing else this should be an interesting trip," Sue said.
That night Sue was plagued with visions of Mick Dundee doing very naught things to her. She woke up in the night soaking and was forced to take care of herself. It wasn't Richard she pleasured herself to.
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The Next Day
Harry drove the safari truck through the sparse countryside that was the outback with Sue in the passenger seat and Wally sitting just behind.
"Comfortable miss?" Wally asked.
"Wonderful country out here," Sue said as the vehicle bounced like crazy over the rocky terrain.
"We think so," Wally said.
"Well I hope you're not going to be the strong silent type," Sue said.
"Me," Harry said.
"Reluctant to talk about yourself?" Sue asked.
"Nah. Favorite subject," Harry said with a grin.
"Great," Sue said. "Why crocodile?"
"That was Wally's idea. He recons it makes me more colorful for the tourist business," Harry explained.
"How old are you?" Sue asked.
"I don't honestly know for sure. I was raised by a local tribe. I'm guessing around thirty-five," Harry admitted.
"Time doesn't mean as much up here Miss. The aborigines don't have calendars," Wally interjected.
"When I asked one of the tribal elders when I was born his answer was 'In the summertime,'" Harry explained.
Sue digested this for a bit before asking, "Is there a Mrs. Crocodile Dundee?"
"I was sort of married once. Nice girl. Good cook. Big," Harry said while gesturing towards his chest earning a smile out of Sue. "Anyway. I went out on walkabout. When I came back she was gone."
"A walkabout?" Sue asked.
"That's an aboriginal habit. It means to wonder around and discover new places," Wally clarified.
"How long were you gone?" Sue asked.
"Eighteen months," Wally answered.
"And she didn't wait," Sue said in a teasing tone. "Strange girl."
Harry had to stop the vehicle. There was a water buffalo standing in the road. Harry honked a few times. The water buffalo seemed unimpressed. He climbed out of the vehicle and approached the large beast with very large horns. He could feel Sue snapping pictures of him. He got real close while curling his middle and ring finger down. He made a strange humming noise in his throat. In the movie, Mick had gotten the buffalo to lay down in the road. That wasn't super helpful. Harry with some telekinetic prompting got the buffalo to move to the side of the road clearing the path before it then laid down.
Harry could see the expression on Sue's face as she lowered her camera stunned at what he was able to do.
"Jesus," Sue whispered. "That was amazing."
"Mind over matter," Wally said. "Old bushman's trick," He said with a laugh.
Sue didn't see his smile fade. Even he was spooked by Mick's ability with animals. They continued on the path. But Sue definitely looked at Harry in a new light. Soon enough they switched to the boat they would need for part of their journey. Wally sat in the front of the boat. Sue leaned back against one side. She was wearing a white top, shorts that showed off her long smooth legs, and a white scarf garment over her head. Harry thought she looked good enough to eat as he steered the boat. He may have sent her a few daydreams to that effect.
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Harry pointed out to Sue a large crocodile on the bank of the wetland they were going along. Sue sat up in alarm as the croc quickly made its way into the water. She calmed as she noticed Harry was unconcerned. Eventually the boat pulled up to shore.
"Alright Miss," Wally said as he got out. "All ashore. I will leave you in Mick's capable hands. I'll meet you at the echo billabong on Wednesday."
Sue walked ahead up onto the shore. Harry looked at the sun. Sue was looking at him.
"It's 2:20. We had better get started," Harry said.
In the movie Mick had pretended to be able to tell time from the sun when he had actually just looked at Wally's watch when Sue wasn't looking. Harry didn't need the watch. Harry led the way.
After they had walked for a bit, Harry said, "Are you ok Sue?"
"Oh I'm fine," Sue replied.
"It's only about another hour to the river. But it might take two with you being from the city," Harry said.
"Well we will just have to make do then," Sue said.
An hour and a half later, they came out of the tall grasses into the tree canopy near the river bank. The river was greatly reduced from the last time Mick had been there. He started to tell her the story of when the croc had attacked Mick.
"The water was running twenty feet up the bank during the wet season," Harry explained. "This is what is left of me boat," He explained while pointing to a metal boat crashed up into some trees bent in half. Sue began to take pictures. "You can see where he sunk his teeth," He explained while pointing towards a large tear in the side of the boat.
"My god. How big was it?" Sue asked.
"Sixteen, Eighteen foot maybe," Harry answered.
"And you were out here hunting crocodiles in that?" Sue asked as she stared at the small boat.
"Nah, that's illegal," Harry said with a straight face as he looked at her. "I was just fishing."
Sue tried to keep a straight face and glanced down. Then she stepped closer to the boat.
"How did you get away?" Sue asked.
"Crocs don't like fresh meat. He wasn't trying to eat me on the spot. He wanted to grab me and take me down for a death roll," Harry explained.
"A death roll?" Sue said questioningly.
"A croc will grab you, take you down to the bottom of the water, and roll you over and over until you stop kicking. Then he'll take you away to his meat safe somewhere. A rock ledge, a log down under the water. He'll jam you under it, tenderize you a bit. Until you are good eaten. Anyway. He wasn't happy with the grip he had on me. So, he let go to get a better one. I talked him out of it," Harry said with a little grin.
"Talked?" Sue prompted.
Harry made a sound with his tongue as he slid his finger across his throat. He walked away a bit as Sue reached down to the boat.
"And you were just out here fishing?" Sue said as she held up some rifle shells.
"Well bare in mind these are bloody big fish," Harry said with a somewhat straight face. "It'll be getting dark soon. I'll take you to where I camped the first night."
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Harry watched as Sue navigated getting a pot of coffee put together using a campfire kettle. She had dressed in a black outfit after they had made camp.
"You married?" Harry asked.
"I was once. To the original rebel," Sue answered.
"What happened?" Harry asked.
"You name it we marched. Anti-nuke. Womens-libs. Save the wales. He's probably marching right now for the gay nazis or something," Sue explained.
"Sounds like a prize rat bag," Harry said.
"Ah he meant well," Sue said. "Haven't you ever protested anything?" She asked.
"Sure. Every time I get thrown out of the pub," Harry answered.
"Come on. I'm serious," Sue said. "I mean where would someone like you stand on say the nuclear debate? What do you think about the arm's race."
Harry was very tempted to give his honest opinion. But there were certain things about the nature of Mick Dundee he didn't want to change. Even though Mick's personality was still swamped out by his greater experience, Harry could still draw upon Mick's reactions to answer. It was Mick's naive charm which helped win Sue over.
"It's none of my business," Harry answered.
"None of your business?" Sue said with a smile. "How can you say that? It's everybody's business. You gotta have an opinion. Gotta have a voice."
Harry looked around momentarily before looking back at her and saying, "Who's going to hear it out here?"
Sue smirked and said, "Ok. Something closer to home. The aborigines. What do you think about their claims to get the land back?"
"Ah well you see aborigines don't own the land. They belong to it. It's like their mother. You see those rocks sticking up there?" Harry said while he pointed. "They've been standing up there for six hundred million years. They'll still be there when you and I are gone." That part was no longer true. Harry and if he had his say in it, Sue, would outlive the planet. "So, arguing over who owns them is like two fleas arguing over who owns the dog they live on."
Harry had walked next to Sue. She smiled at his way of putting it. Her smile dropped when he reached down and scooped up a large snake from behind her, picking it up by the head casually. She jumped up in alarm as it hissed and backed away.
"You see aborigines, well like all god's creatures they just want the right to roam across the earth and be left in piece," Harry said before casually breaking the snake's neck. Sue grimaced. He casually tossed the snake away. Sue stared intently at the snake. "That's a king brown."
"Poisonous?" Sue asked.
"Oh yeah. Deadly. Not bad eaten. But they always give me gas," Harry answered.
"Ah listen. Are there any more of those around?" Sue asked.
"Oh maybe the odd one late at night. But stick close to me and you'll be alright," Harry assured.
Harry laid down on his bed roll. Sue checked her sleeping blanket for any surprises. Then she climbed in and zipped up. Sue laid down next to him.
"Goodnight Mick," Sue said.
"Goodnight," Harry replied as he laid his hat over his head.
Harry did not need to sleep. Unknown to Sue he extended his aura out and made sure no creepy critters bothered either of them. He also took the opportunity to send her extremely erotic dreams of him doing very naughty things to her and her loving it.
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Sue was startled awake by the sounds of gunfire from not too far off.
"Mick," Sue called as the gunfire repeated.
She unzipped her bag and got her shoes on. Sue ran towards the commotion. She found two trucks driving around in circles with spotlights. She stumbled across the body of a dead kangaroo.
Harry laid his hand on her shoulder causing her to spin in fright as he said, "Sorry. It's only me." Harry pulled her down a moment later as a bullet hit a nearby tree. "Dangerous bastards. It's those city cowboys from the pub."
"Well what are you going to do?" Sue asked.
"Nothing. Why?" Harry asked.
"Why? They are shooting these poor kangaroos for fun," Sue said.
"Well there is no law against that," Harry pointed out. Sue gave him a look like there should be. He glanced at the city cowboys. "Keep your head down and stay here."
The cowboys stopped their vehicles as a very drunk Peter stumbled out and said, "Hang on I need a piss." He shouldered his rifle and got his dick out with his other hand. "Shut up you guys. Turner, get the spotlight over here."
Turner got the spotlight on a kangaroo in the bushes as Peter took aim.
"Hey, he's got a gun," Burt yelled.
Peter lowered his rifle in stunned shock. Harry holding up the kangaroo and the gun took aim. He shot the rifle out of Peter's stunned grasp. Then he shot out the spotlight. Peter scrambled back into the vehicle. Harry shot the beer out of another hunter's hand. Then he shot out the windshield. Sue was smiling as the hunters got the hell out of there. Harry dropped the roo and laughed. Sue laughed and cheered as they fled.
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The Next Day
Sue walked back from taking care of her morning business to find Harry shaving a bit with his bowie knife. In the original movie he had really been using a razor he carried until she came along. In this universe he just used a spell.
Sue began recording with her tape recorder saying, "Despite the rugged beauty of this land there is a sort of strange emptiness about it. The feeling of being so alone is there. I am beginning to understand how Mick must have felt around here alone."
She stopped recording.
Harry asked, "If you would like to understand a little better we could try something."
"What did you have in mind?" Sue asked.
"We are heading for that big rock today. You go on ahead. Take the gun with you. If you get into trouble fire off a couple of shots and I'll be there quick," Harry said.
"Alright," Sue said, scared yet oddly excited.
She felt like she wanted to prove to Mick that she could make it on her own out here. Harry watched Sue start off. As soon as she was "out of sight" he went after her. He became invisible. His gear floated along behind him also invisible. His feet left the ground and he floated behind Sue. In reality he was never very far off, just watching her. Several times she stopped to glance back and see if he was following her. She walked for hours. Much later in the day she came to some water covered in lily pads.
Harry watched as Sue set her gun down followed by all of her gear. She took off her head dress and stretched. She slowly slipped off her skirt while bending over slightly revealing one very nice ass. She was wearing a one-piece bathing suit made of black stretchy material beneath and her canteen around her neck. He very much admired the view. She placed her hands on her lower back as she stepped into the water completely unaware of the croc making its way towards her. She knelt down on her haunches and began putting the cool water on her face while her silver canteen floated on the surface of the water still secured to her neck via a strap. She was filling the canteen when the croc came out of the water. It latched onto the canteen.
Sue struggled in terror fighting against the pull of the croc. Harry was there in a flash. Sue was too busy to notice as he touched down behind her and leapt onto the croc. His knife drove down into its brain in an instantly lethal blow. She scrambled back on hands and feet. He came out of the water and hugged her. Sue threw her arms around him and cried.
"It's alright. It's over," Harry assured her. "You're safe."
Sue continued to cry as the adrenaline left her system. Harry just held her and let her cry.
"Is it dead?" Sue asked.
"Yeah. It's dead. I stuck it right through the brain," Harry assured.
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A Few Hours Later
"I don't think this is any place for someone from a city," Sue said as she sat next to the camp fire, still thinking about her brush with death that day.
"From what Wally has told me it can be pretty dangerous living in the city," Harry said.
"Haven't you ever lived in a city?" Sue asked.
"Never been to a city," Harry answered.
"You're kidding," Sue said.
"Cities are crowded right. If I went and lived in some city I would only make it worse," Harry pointed out. "Here, try this," He said as he finished making her a poultice. Sue moved her skirt aside and pressed the poultice to the bottom of her right thigh. "Do you want me to have a look at that?"
"No. It's just a scratch," Sue said.
"Yeah, well a scratch can turn septic out here," Harry said. "Give us a look."
Sue acquiesced leaning forward on her hands and knees. Harry sensed one of the aborigines he knew coming closer. He reached out with his mind and telepathically froze the intruder. Sue meanwhile felt incredibly exposed as she let him look at her backside. She gasped at his touch on the scratch. She felt instant relief and also instantly grew wet. Harry casually healed the scratch most of the way while he leaned in and smelled her arousal. Sue looked over her shoulder and saw lust in his eyes.
"Mick, I've got an itch I need you to scratch," Sue said. "How about it?" She wiggled her butt invitingly to make clear exactly what she meant.
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When Sue next awoke it was still dark out. Mick had slipped out of her at some point. Someone had pulled some covers over them.
"What is it?" Sue asked when she realized Mick was alert.
"We've got company," Harry whispered.
An aborigine with a painted body and face in a pair of shorts stepped out of the woods.
"Mick," Neville greeted.
"Hi Neville. Sue Charlton this is Neville Bell," Harry introduced.
"Good day Sue," Neville greeted.
Sue nodded back at him. Harry climbed out from under her sleeping bag. Somehow he had a pair of boxers on. He gestured for Neville to move off with him.
"What brings you out here wandering around in the scrub?" Harry asked.
"I'm on my way to corroboree at the Jabba. It's a bloody drag. But still, my dad'll get angry if I don't show up," Neville answered.
A corroboree was a native dance ceremony. The Jabba was a gathering place in the village.
"I will catch up to you," Harry said.
Neville nodded and moved off. Harry went back to Sue. She had taken the opportunity given to get dressed.
"What is going on?" Sue asked.
"The Pintinjarra tribe is having a sort of dance ceremony. It's a man only thing. But if you hide in the brush you can probably get some good pictures," Harry suggested.
"Alright," Sue said with a smile.
As Sue followed her new lover she couldn't help but be amazed at how skilled he was. He played her body like he was a magician. She had never had sex that good. This brought her back to thoughts of Richard, her on and off boyfriend of the past year. It was a low-commitment no strings attached relationship. She didn't have any more time to think about it as they reached the village.
"I'm going to go on ahead. The edge of the brush is shortly up ahead," Harry explained.
Sue nodded her understanding and proceeded to sneak forward to watch the native dance. She found it very interesting. After the dance was over she met Mick a short distance from the gathering. They walked back to their camp. When he got into his bedroll, Sue cuddled up to him.
"That croc was going to eat me alive," Sue said. "Thank you for not letting it."
She delivered a lingering kiss to his lips before settling down against him and closing her eyes. Harry used his abilities to make himself fall asleep still cuddled up to Sue.
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The Next Day
"It took me a week to crawl this far," Harry said as he and Sue continued their journey. There was a lot more touching today. After having had sex it seemed only natural. "I told myself to find a nice spot and just curl up to die."
"Weren't you afraid?" Sue asked.
"Dying, no," Mick said. "I read the bible once. Jesus and all those apostles are fishermen just like me. It's straight to heaven for Mick Dundee," Harry managed to say with a straight face. "Me and God, we'd be mates."
Sue smiled as Harry continued walking before her. She really found his naive charm endearing.
"This is beautiful," Sue said as they came to a small body of water. "What's it called?"
"Echo Lake," Harry answered. "It has mineral water in it meaning no crocks. There's more tucker here than you can poke a stick at."
"Tucker?" Sue asked questioningly.
"Food. Though it probably isn't what you'd be used to in the city. Not quite as appetizing," Harry admitted. "You can live on it. But it tastes like shit."
The two stopped. Harry made them lunch. Then they went for a swim. He then demonstrated a little spear fishing for her while she sat on the bank in the shade and watched. When he walked up onto the shore Sue gave him a look he knew well.
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"When I go back to New York why don't you come with me," Sue said.
"Sure," Harry agreed.
It was at that point they heard a sound in the distance.
"What was that?" Sue asked.
"Probably Wally. He's probably lost," Harry said as he reluctantly disengaged from Sue.
The two got situated and then headed towards Wally. Wally was all smiles when they made it back to the vehicle. He could tell something was different than the two.
"I want Mick to come back to New York with me," Sue told Wally.
"Mick, in a big city?" Wally said with surprise. "No chance."
"The paper would pay," Sue said.
"Well, a man should broaden his horizons," Wally decided.
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It was a couple of days before they flew out for New York. In those couple of days, Sue visited Harry every night. They ended up falling asleep together after she achieved several orgasms for every one of his.
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On the Plane
It was a treat for Sue to watch Mick experience his first plane ride. Harry tried making his reactions true Mick Dundee. But he didn't go overboard. They were met at the gate by Richard Mason.
"Oh shit. I didn't realize he'd be meeting us at the gate," Sue said as she saw Richard in the distance. "Richard is someone I've been dating casually for just over a year. If he gets overly familiar with me please don't be alarmed. I need to find a quiet place to break it off with him."
"No worries," Harry assured.
"Sue," Richard called.
He opened his arms for a hug. Sue hugged him. But then she pulled back as Harry came up.
"Richard, I'd like you to meet Mick Dundee. Mick, this is Richard Mason," Sue said.
"Right, the editor of Newsday. Pleasure to meet you," Harry said as he shook Richard's hand with a firm grip.
"Likewise," Richard said. The trio went out to a car driven by a man named Gus. "New York City, Mick. Home to seven million people," Richard said.
"That's incredible," Harry said. "Imagine seven million people all wanting to live together." Harry managed to deliver it with a straight face. But Sue couldn't help smiling. "New York must be the friendliest place on Earth."
When they pulled up to a stoplight Harry decided to take it a bit further.
"Good day," Harry greeted a random man, Angelo. "Mick Dundee from Australia. How are you?"
Angelo didn't know what to make of the man but shook the offered hand.
"I'm fine how are you," Angelo said before turning back to the man he had been talking with.
"Good. Just came to town for a couple of days. Probably see you around," Harry said.
Angelo nodded and said, "Ok."
They pulled up to the hotel where Harry would officially be staying.
"Thanks for the lift mate," Harry said to Gus and shook his hand.
"No problem," Gus replied.
"What tribe are you Gus?" Harry asked.
"Tribe?" Gus asked in confusion.
"Man, I ain't from no tribe," Gus replied.
"You're a black fella aren't ya?" Harry asked.
"Last time I looked," Gus replied.
"Well no one in our tribe's got a flashy car like this. You must be doing alright eh," Harry said.
Gus just chuckled and smiled not sure what to make of the man from Australia. Richard left after speaking briefly to Sue. When Harry entered the hotel, Sue took his hand and led him through the check-in process. The moment they were in the room she pushed him back against the door and was kissing him.
"Welcome to New York," Harry said to himself as Sue worked open his belt and pants.
"I have to welcome you properly," Sue said as she sank to her knees.
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Sue left Mick's hotel barely a half hour before she had to meet Richard for dinner. Mick had been positively insatiable. Sue lost count of the number of orgasms she had experienced. Luckily she had her suitcase on her with a change of clothes.
When Sue arrived at the restaurant a short while later she found Richard at the bar. He had already been drinking quite a bit.
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"Let me get this straight, you're dumping me for some back water hick you met in Australia?" Richard slurred incredulously.
"Richard, this has nothing to do with Mick. You and I, we weren't serious together. We had a good run and that is it," Sue said.
"Not serious," Richard said incredulously. "I was getting ready to propose."
"You were," Sue said in surprise.
"Yes," Richard confirmed as he drew an engagement ring box out of his jacket.
"Oh…damn," Sue said. "Well I guess you no my answer. I'm sorry Richard."
Richard got up and stumbled his way out. Sue looked after him with a sigh.
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The Next Day
"Do you want to talk about how it went last night?" Harry asked as Sue showed him the top of the Empire State Building.
"I broke it off with Richard. He didn't take it well. But I'm ready to move on," Sue said as she took his hand.
Harry grinned at her.
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They were down on the street when a woman let out a scream as a man grabbed her purse and started to run. He knocked over a woman carrying a bag of groceries. Harry picked up a can of food and threw it at the back of the thief's head. The thief was already quite a distance away when the can hit him and knocked him on his face. The crowd around him clapped as Sue snapped some pictures.
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Sue took him to a party where she was wearing this red dress that exposed her body from the sides. She looked absolutely gorgeous in it. Harry didn't change much from what he remembered from the movies. He did do away with the smoking. He also made sure to dance with Sue. She really seemed to enjoy that. She took him back to his hotel after and rode him through two orgasms. Then they switched so that he was on top and he took her to two more. The two lovers fell asleep after cuddling and enjoying the afterglow. All-in-all, Harry's time in New York was going great. Sue certainly seemed to enjoy his company. Harry had taken a look in on Richard to see what the man was up to. He had been working himself up to try to fire Sue. A little telepathic manipulation from Harry put a stop to that plan. It may not matter in the long run because Sue may not want to continue working for the paper. But he wanted that to be her choice.
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Harry and Sue had just come out of the subway when a teenager wearing a red jacket and red bandana approached them. Harry's telepathy picked up the teenager's name and intent. Tony was the name. The intent was to mug them.
"You got a light buddy?" Tony asked with a smile while holding a cigarette.
Sue sensed something wasn't right straight away.
"Yeah, sure kid," Harry said as he produced a lighter. "Here you go."
"And your wallet," Tony added as he produced a switchblade and the smile vanished.
Two of Tony's friends appeared behind Tony.
"Mick, give him your wallet," Sue said.
"Why should I do that?" Harry asked.
"He's got a knife," Sue said.
Harry chuckled and said, "That's not a knife." Harry pulled his bowie knife which had probably a twelve inch blade on it. "That's a knife." Tony stepped back in fear and held up his hands as Harry stepped in closer. "I catch you mugging again I'll cut your dick off," Harry warned. Tony nodded and took off running with his friends. "You alright?" Harry asked as he put away his knife.
"I'm always alright when I'm with you Dundeed, and nearly always wet," Sue said while biting her lower lip. "You always make me feel like Jane in a Tarzan comic."
She leaned against a concrete column and Harry stepped in and kissed her. Harry took Sue back to her place.
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A Few Days Later
Harry had gotten the lowdown from Sue about her family. They arrived at the Charlton weekend house to find a mansion. Gus had driven them in the limo.
"Oh hell the gods are out," Sue said as they got out and heard the barking.
Sue made for the house. Harry stopped and waited for the dogs. The two Rottweilers came running up barking. Harry did his fingers out humming trick he had used on the water buffalo. The dogs calmed right down. Gus gave Harry a smile and a thumbs up but turned to go around the other side of the car when one of the dogs let a snarl out at him.
"Nice to see you again Miss," Simpson, the butler, said.
"Good to see you looking so fit and well," Sue greeted. "Simpson, this is Mister Dundee. This is Simpson," She introduced Harry.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," Harry said as he shook the man's hand.
Harry handed over his hat.
"Your father is waiting with his guests in the lounge," Simpson explained.
"Hi pumpkin," Sam Charlton greeted his daughter kissing her on the cheek and giving her a brief hug. "And this is of course Mister Dundee," Sam greeted while taking Harry's hand. "I believe I'm deeply in your debt for saving my daughter's life."
"I couldn't let any harm come to Sue," Harry said.
Sue smiled and took Harry's hand.
"I see," Sam said in surprise. "If you don't mind, I'd like you to meet some people."
"Sure," Harry agreed.
Harry mingled for a bit. Sue helped him navigate the guests. Unlike the movie from the canon universe, Richard was not invited in this universe. Sue had spoken to her father about the break-up. Sam was concerned Richard wouldn't be able to navigate the breakup. Richard's thoughts about attempting to fire Sue when her father owned the paper showed he had been struggling with handling the breakup. Harry was glad Sue had broken up with Richard and not just because that left her open for Harry. Richard had proposed in front of a large group of people in the canon universe. That had no doubt put tremendous pressure on Sue to say yes. It was obvious her father had approved of Richard. Poor Mick in the movie had been gutted.
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Sue's Apartment, Later
Smut Scene Redacted
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The Next Day
"So, I'm in it with you for the long haul Mick," Sue said as she held his hand while they sat at a café eating lunch. "Do you want to live here in New York or Walkabout Creek?"
"Actually I think we can do both," Mick said.
"How so?" Sue asked in confusion. "It's a long flight between Walkabout Creek and here."
"It will be easier to show you," Harry said. Sue was curious as Mick paid the check and led her out of the café. "I've been reading up on science during my stay here. It turns out I'm very good at it. You might even say a genius. I went to one of the local universities and borrowed some equipment. I've figured out how to make what you might call a transporter."
"What you mean like from Star Trek?" Sue asked.
"Very similar," Harry said. "I've never seen the show. But when I showed some scientists at the college they made the comparison. This may be a little jarring," He said as he stopped and wrapped his arm around her.
Then were transported suddenly to the pub in Walkabout Creek. Sue looked around in bewilderment before looking at Mick in a new light.
"You weren't kidding," Sue said.
"No I wasn't. We can be anywhere in the world in moments," Mick said.
As if to prove his point they were suddenly transported to an alley in Paris in sight of the Eiffel Tower.
"Mick…this is going to make you rich," Sue said as she realized the implications.
"Make us rich," Harry assured. "I'm in it for the long haul too."
Sue tried to wrap her head around transporter technology. Just being able to transport food and goods from one location to the next was going to revolutionize delivery services. It would put a lot of people out of jobs to be sure. But it would change a lot of things for the better. She suddenly realized she was in a relationship with one of the most important men since Einstein. Who knew what else Mick would come up with.
"And he's the most fantastic lover I've ever had," Sue thought suddenly considering herself incredibly lucky. If it wasn't too soon in their relationship Sue would propose to him right there. Instead she took his hand and said, "Well then I guess we had better figure out where to live in Walkabout Creek."
Harry had accomplished his goal in coming to this universe. He had obtained Sue Charlton as his wife and had some fun along the way. He looked forward to spending eternity with her. He would wait a while to tell her that she now had the body of a goddess to match her beauty. Who knows, he may "introduce" technology that wouldn't attribute their agelessness and other abilities to something more than technological upgrades. That could be fun. It was fun to keep Sue guessing. He looked forward to her figuring out she was pregnant with his son. It was good to be Harry.
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