Codename: Pingin (G-Wing Style!)-Prologue

Disclaimer-Ain't I so original?  Yes, I know the spy theme does not belong to me.  Yes, I know the G-Wing people also do not belong to me.  But, I do know that this computer belongs to me!  So do the rights to the original Codename: Pingin story!  So take that!!! 

Zoom in on a quiet, peaceful town.  The sound of birds chirping is heard across the land (although no birds are in sight).  Large, brilliantly colored and suspiciously cardboard-like butterflies swoop by.  The sky is a deep, brilliant blue streaked with white clouds that look like they have been painted on by a third-grader.  Which, in fact, they have…

Suddenly, one of the trees, which has, for some reason, a bright, cheery smile painted on it, falls over…

Heero:              Itai!  Why does that stupid tree always fall on me?!

Duo:                 Hmm…could it be because our props person is in THIRD GRADE?  *Glares at Mariemaia, who is currently scribbling all over the side of the library set*

Kat:                  Um…cut!  Take five, people!  *sighs, then glances at Mariemaia's latest masterpiece*  Well…could be graffiti…?

Mariemaia:       *beams* 

Zoom out to the scene of a movie set.  A single, cheap camera is aimed at a set of a small

park with a bench, plastic flowers, and the tree, which is currently being hoisted up by a

number of small, green creatures dressed in brightly colored outfits. 

Kat:                  Don't ya just love these guys?  Great of Willy Wonka to lend them to me…

The Oompa Loompas turn and bow, suddenly breaking out into a loud, raucous song:

OL's:               Oompa, loompa, doompity, dee!

                        Heero just got skooshed by a tree!

                        Oompa, loompa, doompity daa!

                        We shall catch it next time it falls!

A huge alarm clock starts sounding in the annoying tone of a rooster.

Kat:                  *glances at watch*  Ooh!  Break time's over!  Back on set, guys!

OL 1:               *blows trumpet*

A group of annoyed and tired looking teenagers emerges from their respective dressing

rooms.  Heero, dressed in a snazzy black suit, goes to stand by the tree, glancing at it

warily.

OL 2:               *claps one of those cool black and white things that directors have*  Scene One, Take…38?

Kat:                  39.

OL 2:               Scene One, Take 39!