I don't own 24. The mmm-hmmm was an idea that a classmate gave me

On the television, Samir covered Kayla's head with a plastic bag. Dalia was crying like crazy. "She has only fifteen minutes to live if Omar doesn't give us file thirty three," Samir said as he pulled the cord off of the camera and the image disappeared.

"Mr. President," Jack said to Omar, "we need to get file thirty three do you know where it is?"

"No," Omar said.

"Sire your daughter's life is in danger if you don't give them file thirty three." Jack turned around and made a phone call to Meg.

While driving to the bank and humming to herself Meg's cell phone rang. "Mmmm-hmmmm," she coolly said.

"Are you there yet?" Jack asked her.

"I'll be there in three centuries," Meg said as she shut her phone.

"Okay that girl is going to get herself killed," Jack said as he put the phone down. He turned around to look at the television. The video was back on and there was a flag there with an empty chair. Meg walked and sat into the chair.

"I am so tired," Meg said to the camera. "Where are they?" she asked as she looked around her surroundings. "This is definitely not the bank I visited before but what the hell. Cool a video camera!" She ran to the video camera and unhooked it. "I'm on TV! Wheeeee!" she squealed.

"What is she doing?" Omar said as he looked at her.

There were suddenly some footsteps coming that Meg failed to notice. She was too busy doing a silly little dance that not even Jack or the rest of them could even comprehend.

"What are you doing?" Samir asked her. He was with Tarin who was holding Kayla.

Meg turned around, along with the camera. "Oh look it's a villain. I'm here to do an interview with ya'll. It's for the Villains Weekly magazine and it's going under the title of 'Hot Villains who Have no Interesting Hobby so they Go and Blow Up Cities and Kidnap Little Girls,'" Meg said, "what is your name?" she said as she took out her microphone and put it near Samir.

Samir didn't say anything but looked from the microphone to Meg.

"He must be shy," Meg said, "what about you?" she said as she held the microphone near Tarin. Tarin looked at Samir.

"Why is the world full of shy dudes, dude?" Meg said into the camera.

Omar grabbed Jack's earpiece and yelled into it. "THEY HAVE MY DAUGHTER SO SAVE HER YOU FOOL!"

Omar's scream made Meg jump a little bit. "I can't hear you," Meg said as she crumpled the bag of chips in her earpiece.

"Stop crinkling that bag!" Omar shouted.

"How do you know I'm doing that?" Meg asked him.

"I can see you," Omar told her.

"Huh?" Then she saw that she was holding a camera, "ohhh, right," she said, "send my best regards to Cutie."

"Now you look familiar," Samir spoke up.

"NOW we're talkin'," Meg said, "what is your name, hot eyes?"

"We have already met," Samir reminded her.

"That is the longest name in the history of longest names," Meg said, "what about that kid?" she said as she pointed at Tarin. "Hold on, you're that Farouuuuuush guy. That is such a fun last name to say. Faroush, Faroush, Farouuuuuuuush!" she giggled.

Samir and Tarin looked at each other. Was she stupid or was she just playing dumb?

"Here!" Meg yelled as she crouched on the floor and drew two horizontal lines and two vertical lines. "Now one of ya'll draw an 'x' or an 'o' and whoever wins gets to keep the girl and do whatever to her. If I lose you are allowed to kill me like there's no tomorrow."

"I'll do it," Samir said.

Meg broke a chalk in half and she drew an 'x' in one square. Samir drew an 'o' to block out her 'x.' They kept doing that until one of them got three of an 'x' or an 'o.' "Tic Tac Toe! I won! WHOOO!" she yelled as she threw her hands in the air. "Now I deal with you," she said to Tarin.

She drew a couple of lines and then the letter seven with a line going underneath it. "Guess a letter, any letter," she said.

"Q," Tarin said.

Meg wrote the letter q under the lines.

"Z."

Meg wrote the letter z next to the q. They kept doing this until the hangman was complete. "Wow!" Meg exclaimed , "the whole thing is blank!"

"What was the word?" Tarin asked her.

"Cutie is cute," Meg said.

"Whose cutie?"

"The president's bro. A.k.a her uncle," she said as she pointed at Kayla.

"Oh God," Samir said, "your that girl that hugged him."

"You're that guy that touched his shoulder!" Meg yelled as she pointed at him, "what's the matter with you?"

"What?"

"Nobody touches him or their head will be popped off like one of those plastic dolls!" she yelled.

Samir couldn't help but chuckle at her. "A little girl doing that to me?" he asked as he began to approach her. While he was approaching her Meg threw a pan filled with pie at him and it hit him squarely in the face.

"How does it feel to be hit with something so sweet?" Meg asked.

Tarin began to approach her and Meg noticed it because of his shadow. Meg bought the pan up to his head and hit him on the head where he was knocked out. She ran to Samir and did the same thing and both men were out cold.

Meg ran to the camera and yelled, "these people don't know what they're up against!" She ran to Kayla and untied the gag around her and her hands.

"Hurry," Kayla said, "they're coming to it."

"Coming to what?" Meg asked, "a party?" she asked with excitement.

"No," Kayla said as she pointed at Tarin and Samir that were coming back from being knocked out.

"COME ON!" Meg yelled as she pulled Kayla by the hand and they ran.

"KAYLA!" Tarin said as he quickly got up from the ground and ran after them.

"STOP THEM!" Samir yelled as he ran after Tarin. "You go and get ready, I'll take care of them," he said to Tarin. Tarin nodded and turned around while Samir ran after the two girls.

Kayla and Meg got out of the bank and they ran to the first car that they saw. Samir was shooting at them but he kept on missing.

"Missed us, missed us, know you have to kiss us," she sang. Samir rose up his gun and shot her in the arm. Meg winced in pain and she grabbed her arm. Kayla ran to Meg and pulled her into the car, shots still firing at them.

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