Just another crazy idea that came to me while up late at night. (Hey… I work nights, so on my days off, I'm up late and bored.)
Disclaimer: (This disclaimer should be referred to before reading each chapter, as I don't feel like typing it every time I start a new one.) I do not own ANY of the characters that are portrayed in the following story. I just like putting them in to interesting situations… : )
Girls Gone Wild: Middleton!
"Scott… Where the Hell are we?"
"Sorry Ryan… I don't know. Think we should ask the pilot?"
"Probably wouldn't hurt… huh?"
"Yo, Pilot! Where in the Hell are we?" Ryan yelled up towards the front of the twin-engine private plane. Just as he asked, both of them felt an un-characteristic shudder move throughout the plane.
"What was that?" Both Ryan and Scott said in unison.
The voice of the pilot echoed back through the open cockpit door. "You two better get strapped in! We just flew into a surprise snow storm over the Rockies!"
Just as Jeff and Ryan strapped them self down, they felt their stomachs rise up into their throats, and three words echo from the cockpit that they did NOT want to hear! "Damnit, Damnit! Damnit!"
Then they heard the whine of the engines die down, and completely disappear!
"Umm… Ryan? I think we've got a problem." Scott said very matter of factly, and the small private plane began to spin out of control, their screams piercing the entire cabin.
…x x x x…
"Wh… where… are we?" Ryan said, as he rubbed his temple.
"Yeah… and what happened?" Scott replied. "Shouldn't we be… dead?"
"Nah, you were just unconscious from the G's put on you from the spinning." A strange voice said, and they looked up to see someone they didn't recognize walking out of the cockpit.
Both Ryan and Scott's jaws simultaneously dropped to the floor as they watched a VERY cute redhead with a drop-dead body walking out of the cockpit. She wore a suit they had never seen before, but it clung to her like a second skin. It was all white with blue stripes down the sides and arms, and pads of the same color on the elbows and knees.
"Ummm… H… how did you get in here?" Ryan asked, "And what is your name?"
"You don't recognize me?" The red head asked, looking like her feelings were hurt.
"Sorry…" Scott replied. "Our lives are kind of… unique. Now how is it that you got onto our plane?
"Well…" The redhead started, "I got a call from the FAA that there was a small jet in trouble over the Rockies and they didn't have anyone to send out for a rescue, so they called me." She flashed a dazzling smile as the redhead thumbed herself in the chest.
"And you are…?" Both Scott and Ryan chimed at the same time.
"You really don't know who I am?" Both guys shook their heads side to side.
"The name is Possible, Kim Possible. And you are?"
"No way!" Scott and Ryan said together again.
"I don't know why we didn't recognize you. We are truly sorry. My name is Ryan, and this is Scott. I don't suppose you recognize us?"
"Umm… no, sorry, I don't think so." Something does seem vaguely familiar about them, though.
"I guess you probably wouldn't." Scott said. "See, we're kind of a couple hosts for a video company, and the videos are pretty much only sold on TV at night. You being under 18 and all…"
"Actually, I just turned 18 a couple months ago."
"Really…" The two guys replied at the same time with sly grins.
"So I take it we've landed." Scott said. "So, we were wondering, where are we?"
"You're in my hometown of Middleton Colorado. Home of the worlds first Space Port, and the birthplace of the Naco."
"Alright! I LOVE those things!" Ryan said.
"Now what is it you said you do?" Kim asked as she looked out of a side window of the plane. "The storm should let up in a little bit so we should be able to walk to the terminal pretty soon."
Scott and Ryan had been eyeing Kim's body as she was slightly leaning over while looking out the window.
Ryan whispered into Scott's ear. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Oh Yeah," Was the whispered response.
"We're both producers and hosts to the videos called Girls Gone Wild."
Kim quickly stood up straight, finally knowing why she thought they were a vague memory. One time she had caught her boyfriend Ron watching something on TV late one night, and they were on the screen feeling up a bunch of half-naked girls! Ron had switched the channel really quick-like when he noticed she had walked into the room.
"I don't suppose you would want to tell us where the local party places are?" Ryan asked.
"Oh I can think of a few places." Kim said as she opened the door of the plane, letting a rush of cold air and snow blow inside.
Suddenly Kim had a very devious thought. "Walk this way, and we'll get you guys a hotel room for the night. Then I'll give you a call in the morning, and show you around town.
Kim sauntered her way out the door, and swung her hips side to side as she sashayed her way down the steps to the snow-covered tarmac.
Ryan and Scott's mouths hung open again as they watched their savior walk out of the plane and down the steps. Ryan spoke out the side of his mouth to his partner. "Dude… if I tried to walk that way, I just might hurt something."
Kim stood at the bottom of the steps, a hand resting on her thrust out hip. "Tell the pilot to get a move on too. I'm guessing he's also a camera man?"
"Uh… yeah." Both said, nodding their heads as plumes of steam came out of their mouths.
"This may turn out to be a good trip after all." Scott said into Ryan's ear as he shivered in the cold Colorado air.
To be continued…?
Any guy who is up late at night or early in the morning should recognize this. Sorry this first chap is kinda short, guess I just wrote it as an attention grabber.
Well, should I continue this? Just another idea that a sleepless night and copious amounts of Dr. Pepper (trademark) has brought to me brain. I probably will only be able to update once a week (maybe longer), if I do. So let me know in your review if y'all would like me to continue. Thanks!
