Okay, this is a collaboration between Ponchygirl and me. I hope you like 'em! Oh, and if you're wondering where my next Hogan's Heroes version of "Do You Want to Build a Snowman?" I must say I'm so sorry for taking so long! I had bunches of school that I had to get done! I fully plan to have one out very soon! I hope you guys enjoy these! The glory for this story goes to God! :D Oh, and my brother thought up some of the ideas for the pranks! :D Sorry for the brevity!
~la-hija-de-Dios :)
Ponch walked into the CHP building, super excited. It was the first of April, 1977, and he had tons of things planned with all the other officers. The first thing was for Getraer. He was afraid he would get into trouble, but had Grossie helping him out. If anyone got in trouble, it would be the two of them. Ponch met up with Grossie in the break room. "You got it ready?" he asked.
"Yeah, you wrote some pretty funny things, and I added a few in there. Getraer is gonna be so mad." Grossie said.
Ponch smiled slightly. "He'll kill us." he said.
They two laughed a little. They were not serious about Getraer causing their deaths, so it was funny. When it came time for briefing, Ponch and Grossie sat together, trying to make sure that each of them would keep their mouths shut.
"Hello, everyone." Getraer said, opening up his binder. "So, it looks like we've got reports of a mad man throwing cheese in the backyard at Jeb's house. Here's a picture of what the guy might look like." Getraer said, holding up a picture of a guy who strangely looked just like Jon, just with a beard.
Ponch and Grossie bit their lips to hold back their laughter.
Getraer did not seem to realize that this was a joke. "Grossie has a sore toe, so please be careful when you walk by. The CHP has decided to make new wet floor signs, so here is a picture of what the new ones look like. We had a very special person pose for this." Getraer said, holding up a picture of Ponch slipping on the floor. It looked just like the wet floor sign, except it had Ponch instead of the stick figure person that was usually on it.
The whole room of people burst out in laughter. Getraer looked at Ponch, with a look, that said, "I know you did this." Ponch did not even notice. He was almost on the floor from laughter. Grossie had pulled that prank.
Getraer kept reading the notes. "Looks like there is a contest coming up to see who can leave the building fastest on a holiday. Those who can't make it out in a certain time have to work. . . There is a bad guy out there, that likes to steal ice cream cones and turn empty cups upside down. Watch out for him. He's not the kinda guy you want to mess with. If you see him, call for backup." Everyone was in tears from all the laughter.
"If anyone knows where Larry the cucumber's hair brush is, please let him know. He has reported it missing. And finally, it says here that Officer Poncherello has been very good this week. . . Ha! That must be a joke. Sorry, Frank, not gonna read that one." Getraer said.
"Huh?" Ponch queried.
"I know who replaced all my notes. And now that you've all had your laughs, would you and Officer Grossman please kindly return my notes to me so we can get on with this?"
Ponch smiled while Grossie turned red.
"Sure, Sarge," they replied.