A note : This will maybe be part of a series seeing how they might behave at various parties. Please rate, I know it's not that great, but, hey, it was fun writing it.
Chapter one – The Christmas Party
It was the office party at CTU, and the whole gang was there! Well…the ones that were alive…and not in jail…and the ones I like. Anyhoo…
Tony had gotten pretty damned pissed, had picked up the mic and was vigorously dancing and singing to an adapted version of Sir Tom Jones' "it's not unusual".
"It's not unusual to be a terrorist…it's not unusual to wanna kill the president…OOF!"
Carrie had decided that she wanted some attention, and so had rugby-tackled the director of CTU, mid-lyric, and had wrestled the mic off him. Like you do.
She immediately switched the track over to a crappy rap record.
"Yo,yo,yo,yo…I iz da bomb…" Time slowed for Jack when he heard that word and his well-honed instincts kicked in. He leaped behind the punch bowl, whipping out a handgun as he did. He loosed off 3 rounds and stood to survey the damage. As he looked, he found that not 3, but 14 bullets had hit their mark. He looked up to find the rest of the party-goers with guns pointing at Carrie.
"HEY!" yelled Jack, "I thought I was the emotionally deranged trigger-happy fed! Did you guys hear her say 'bomb' too then?"
10 or face stared up at him blankly.
"What are you on about?" inquired Michelle Dessler. "We just hate her."
Just then Carrie uttered her last words . . . "Dag. . .yo. . ."