Hey guys! I know I said I had run out of ideas… well… this one just came to me at 1:00 AM. It's just a quick one, but I hope you enjoy it anyway! THANKYOU SO VERY MUCH TO ALL WHO HAVE REVEIWED! It means a lot to me. Anyway, on with the chapter. Enjoy!
Yassen loaded his water pistol in a nearby sink. Jeeves still hadn't given his gun back, so he'd had to make do, using the pistol as a stunner, then beating the hell out of his enemy. Yassen slowly opened the bathroom door, cautiously, checking the corner, a figure emerged out of the shadows of the dark corridor. Yassen snapped the gun up. Jeeves stepped into the light. The gun was lowered. "Jeeves. Did you defuse the bomb? I'm getting a lot of money for protecting this terrorist complex," Yassen pressed. Jeeves bit his lip "Jeeves, please tell me-"
Jeeves looked at Yassen.
"I was just about to, but the ice cream man went past and-"
Yassen grabbed Jeeves by the collar of his shirt, dragging him down the corridor, muttering multiple Russian swear words to Jeeves as he went. "Damn it Jeeves, how long do we have left?" Yassen hissed. Jeeves casually glanced at his watch, "About… two minutes…" Yassen swore loudly in Russian. "Idiot!" He cursed, grabbing Jeeves by the back of his shirt, pulling him roughly down the dark corridor. "Move faster Jeeves!"
In the room with the ticking bomb, Jeeves was forced down on his knees by his mentor. "Defuse it!" He snapped.
Jeeves set to work instantly, expertly working through the wires until he found the right one. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a rabbit. "Nope… that's not it…" He reached in again, this time pulling out: A car, another pocket, the complete series of 'friends' on DVD, a sky scraper, a mammoth, three toilets, two thousand pounds, then finally… "Ah ha! Here it is!" Some wire cutters. He snipped the wire and stood up. Yassen looked at his student. "Done?" He asked. Jeeves nodded. "Now follow me to the car Jeeves, we need to go to the local store. I'm dying for a donut."
In the car, Yassen and Jeeves sped down the motor way. "The nearest donut shop is… five minutes away." A SAT-NAV said robotically. Yassen turned off at the round about, then down a street. Then, suddenly, Jeeves broke the silence. "Yassen…" He said, pondering. Yassen turned his icy gaze on the apprentice. "I was meant to cut the yellow wire… wasn't I?"
Behind the two, a massive mushroom cloud erupted into the air. Yassen's foot slammed on the break, bringing them to an abrupt halt. "Jeeves, you're meant to cut the red wire. Don't just go for your favourite colour. Ah well… there goes my 3 million dollars… And my Saturday evening…"
Well, there we have it. In my opinion, it wasn't that good, but I hope you liked it anyway! If you haven't read my latest fic: Alex on Red Bull, then please do. Reviews, as always would be lovely. The chances of me continuing this fic are very slim, so don't bother asking unless you have an Idea for me to use. For instance: Yassen and Jeeves go to IKEA. Hey, that could be one! Anyway, please review.
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