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Chapter 9: "Hack Off"
Previously in 'An Undead Saviour'
He smiles at her.
"My name, my real name is Sarah Lisa Walker."
When Chuck and Sarah walked into the Buy More later that morning, they were surprised by the amount of people there at such an early hour.
"Hey! Big Mike, what the hell is going on?" Chuck asked the big man who looked surprisingly professional in a two piece dark green suit.
"The Buy More is going to be hosting the Hack Off for you and Mr Shaw. We were extremely surprised and excited at the opportunity to host an event like this. Now, are you going to be using your personal computer or a Buy More one?" He asked, looking up from his schedule.
"Custom made, one of a kind, I built it myself from the battery to the casing." Chuck swiftly replied.
"Ah, so both you and Mr Shaw are using custom laptops. That will definitely make it easier. Now we have ten minutes before show time, your station is over here." He directed them to 'the wall' where there where two separate desks opposite each other.
"Thanks Big Mike, I can take it from here." Big Mike walked away to start letting customers into the store.
"So, Sarah, wish me luck?" He tapped his cheek.
"Oh, no you aren't getting away with a peck in the cheek." She then grabbed his face and pulled him into a long heated kiss, only releasing when they were both running out of oxygen.
"There will be more where that came from when you win." She winked seductively and slowly, sexily walked away, down through the store, swaying her hips extra sexily for him.
"So Bartowski, ready to get your ass handed to you? Or do you want to give up before its too late and leave with somewhat part of your dignity left?" Shaw asked, with Jeff and Lester snickering behind him.
"Please, do tell me Shaw, do you have a hacker call-sign?" Chuck asked curious about his opponents history as a hacker.
"Why yes, I thought you would never ask. They called me 'The Python' due to my ability to 'poison' networks with deadly viruses. What is yours, if you have one? I know you are a rookie so I completely understand if you don't have one." He smirked, believing he has won already.
"Yes, actually, back in my Stanford days they called me 'The Piranha'." Chuck, struggling to laugh at their expressions, jaws dropped and eyes popping out of their skulls. "Oh, you've heard of me? Want to back out now?" He smirked knowing he has at least won the battle of wits.
Shaw and Jeffster quickly walked over to the opposite desk and started setting up Shaw's station with Red Bull, ear phones, a neck comforter, a cushy leather chair and a food platter from Lou's deli.
Chuck simply reached into his bag and pulled out his laptop, ear phones, a bottle of chardonnay and a snickers bar. He sat down and began attaching his head phones to his laptop, connected to his systems, checked to make sure everything was running smoothly, popped open the chardonnay and sat back and waited for the announcement.
"Hello, nerds, geeks and other people. Today we have a special event as we are hosting a 'Hack-Off' between our own 'Nerd Herd' supervisor, Chuck Bartowski and a guest to our store, Mr Daniel Shaw, assistant manager of the 'Orange-Orange' across the mall parking lot.
The rules are simple, the first person to break into the bank's database and transfer $1000 from the other persons bank account into a charity of their choice wins. Sounds simple enough right? Well you are wrong, it definitely wouldn't be easy for many of the people here, myself included. But now we shall see how much of a challenge it is for these gentlemen. The left side of the wall is displaying Chuck's laptop, and the left, Mr Shaw's.
OK men, are you Ready?" Big Mike asked them. They both nodded. "Good, 3, 2, 1, Hack!"
On both sides of the wall there was a lot of coding pouring down the screens. On the left, it is obvious Shaw is a very skilled hacker, but on the right side, Chuck is proving superhuman in the speed of his typing.
"Done!" Chuck shouts and clicks one last button to display the successful transfer from the LA bank to the WWF.
"We have a winner! Any words Chuck?" Big Mike prompts.
"Yeah, two words actually. I'm bored." The crowd erupted in laughter and clapping furiously.
Chuck managed to spot a lock of golden hair blur through the crowd and before he realized it, there were a set of lips attacking his furiously, and quickly after that, the attacker shoved their tongue into his throat.
"My, my Ms Walker. You weren't lying where you? There definitely WAS more where that came from. I'm impressed by your ability to surprise me." He chuckles at his half-heated joke.
"Well, I just wanted to congratulate my boyfriend on winning the hack-off but I do have one question." She said deviously.
"Shoot." He said with a smile.
She bends down to his ear. "You were going easy on him weren't you? I bet you didn't even use the Intersect on it. Show off" She giggled as he started giving her neck wet kisses.
"Well, I wanted to see what he could do without letting him win, so I waited until last second before I finished." He admitted with a goofy grin.
"Well, well, well. Gentleman-like even in contests. You really are the perfect man, Mr Bartowski." She gave him a sincere smile.
"Far from it believe me, but let's not get into one of these conversations again. What are we going to do now?" He asked her.
"I can answer that one for you Chuck." Big Mike butted in before Sarah could speak. "Go take the day off and treat your lady friend to a nice romantic evening. I'll make sure those two idiots keep their mouths shut about you being the fugitive hacker, 'The Piranha'."
"Thanks Big Mike, I knew I could count in you to help me in my time of dire need." Chuck grinned a wide smile.
"Well, you heard the man Chuck, time for you to treat me to a nice romantic evening." Sarah winked at him.
"Oh, don't worry about that, I plan on romancing the pants off of you tonight," He leaned closer to her. "And if I'm lucky, all of your other items of clothing too." He snickered at her blushing.
"Well, Mr Bartowski. Treat me well tonight and I will be sure to return the favour." She seductively winked at him before unknowingly getting into the passenger side of her beloved Porsche. Chuck seized the opportunity and quickly slide into the driver's side, buckled his belt, waited for her to do the same and pulled out of the parking space and drove off towards Sarah's hotel.
"Chuck?"
"Yeah?"
"Why are you driving my car?"
A/N And that was the much anticipated Hack-Off! Was it anti-climactic? Yep. Was it fun to write? Definitely. Was it basically a filler chapter? Yeah, pretty much. Sorry, but it was kind of just a spur of the moment chapter so there may not e much story in it but it definitely made Shaw look like a jackass, so hopefully a thumbs up from some people. Review please. It does more damage to not review than to send criticism, honestly. Adios!
