Authors Note:
UMMM I don't have much to say but I hop you enjoy! Wanted to do something Christmas themed story. Please read and review! I really enjoy reading reviews to improve my writing so please, please, please, please, PLEASE! REVIEW ,REVIEW, REVIEW!
CHAPTER 1: The phone call
It was just a usual day at the OWCA. Agents came in and out waiting for their assignments for the day and when the morning rush went the only two people left in the building were Carl, Monogram, and maybe some Janitors. Carl was listening to his Ipod (probably listening to doctor coconut) while trying to invent a new gadget to give to the agents. Monogram walked in their office with a slushie burger bag humming the catchy jingle.
"Pickles so green and meat so brown lunch times fun with Slushie the Clown!"
Monogram sat at his desk and was just about to take a bite if hamburger when his desk phone rang. The little red light was flashing in the corner meaning it was an emergency. He quick picked it up.
"Ruff rrruuufff"
"What is it agent D."
"*pant, pant, pant*"
"You're not serious are you?"
"Grrrrr"
"Ok, ok thanks for the update"
"Woof"
Monogram hung up the phone and tapped Carl on the back. Carl jumped and quick paused his music.
"Don't scare me like that! Geeze you almost gave me a heart attack!"
"Sorry Carl its just that agent D just called and said that he had just got some information from an agent who told an agent who told an agent who told an agent who heard from his grandma who heard from the presidents ex body guard who just got fired for smoking talking weed in the presidents bathroom (don't ask me how that works it just does) that the president is coming for a surprise visit to check up on the agency."
"Oh boy" Carl says in shock.
"I never knew you could speak dog"
"That's not important"
Carl gives him a confused look.
"Anyways I have to run to the store to pick up some things"
"Ok"
*Carl puts his music back on only to realize that Monogram was still talking to him*. He quick turned his music off but this is what he heard
*muffled* don't *un-muffled* throw a Christmas party when I'm gone.
*in a joking way*
Carl then squealed for joy and said in a over excited way
"Yes sir!"