A/N: In case there is any confusion, "Larrita" is pronounced "La-Rita" and
Bergita is "Ber-Gita". They rime. It's a hard 'G'. If you've ever seen The
Sound of Music, you'll know how it's pronounced.
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"That was strange," Larrita said as they walked through a huge mall into the theater
"Yeah," Said Bergita, "I wonder what that was all about."
"We'll worry about it Later," Bobby said, " The Movie's about to begin."
Benny cursed his luck as he pulled the stolen cab into the garage. He was in for it now. He sighed. He'd screwed up a simple mission like getting some seventeen-year-old girl. The building was dark and tall. It had been the building of the former Zorg Industries. It was where his present employers were stationed. Actually, they were all over the planet, but for some reason had come here and rented the building. He guessed it had something to do with the reason why they wanted him to go get the girl. Benny never asked Questions, he just did what he was told for the right amount of money… And he usually screwed it up, like he had done this time. He got out of the cab and started towards the entrance of the building to inform them of his failure. He sighed. He really WAS in for it now.
Benny, the little squinty guy that he was, walked through the halls into the office. It was the office at the top of the building, and it was very dark. A figure sat in a chair at a desk, the back of the chair facing the door, so he could look out of the window at the night time city. Benny entered the office room very quietly, hoping he wouldn't be noticed. No dice.
"I trust you have it done," The man said. Benny was trying to sneak in. That meant that he hadn't done it. Why was he not surpirsed?
"Well… not exactly," Benny started. The chair figured and the figure, half covered by shadows leered at him.
"Am I to assume that that is the reason why you do not have the girl with you now?" He asked, his lit eyebrow rasied.
"Well… Yes, sir," Said the nervous Benny.
"Find the girl, bring her back here. It was not that hard an assignment, yet you easily screwed it up. We sole a cab for you. All you had to do was meet the girl at her apartment, and bring her here," Was the reply.
"She had friends with her," Benny stated.
"You could have brought them, too. It's not as if we don't have facilities enough for them," Said the dark figure in the chair.
"They noticed I wasn't taking them to the theater and got out," Benny said, fumbling.
"What? Did they jump out of the cab?"
"No sir, they told me they wanted to get out at the mall," Benny said, realizing that that wasn't the brightest thing to say.
"And you let them out?" The figure asked.
"Yes… they were on to me. They knew something was up," Benny said.
"Then you should have driven them here anyway. Just stomp on the gas pedal and radio us. We'd be there to meet you and get them," The figure said.
"Yes, well, I'm… I'm… errrr… Sorry, Sir," Benny said, stumbling over his words.
"You have precious few chances left, don't waste them like you wasted this one."
"Yes, Sir," Benny said, hurriedly excusing himself from the room. The man sighed to himself. That git was a complete and utter loser. Why did he put up with him? Because, he might still be useful, that's why. Because he still had to complete his mission, more importantly.
Larrita, Bergita, Bobby, Celeste, Sierra, Estralita, and Eric were in the coffee shop at the mall. They had just finished discussing the movie and Bobby had filled them in on all the details of the on going saga between him and Libby. Then the subject came up about the encounter with the strange cab driver.
"What was up with him?" Bergita asked, taking a sip of her strong coffee.
"I don't know," Larrita said, taking a sip of her hazelnut.
"I could not place his accent. Did any of you catch it?" Celeste asked, putting down her cup of light French Vanilla with complete toppings
"It seemed either French or Hungarian," Larrita said.
"He was weird, whatever his accent was," Bobby said, taking a gulp of his Irish Cream.
"More importantly," Estralita asked, "How do we get home?"
"Good question," Said Eric.
"We can call my dad," Larrita suggested, "Then you guys can come back over to my house. You can call your parents from there."
"At any rout," Eric said, "I think we should avoid the cabs."
"Tell me about it," Said Larrita, pulling out her phone and dialing her home number.
Benny sat in the cab outside the mall, waiting for the group to remerge. If they used a cab to get to the mall, they'd need one to get back. Then he'd have them and he wouldn't fail this time. Another car pulled in a few spaces away. A few minutes later the Larrita and her friends came out of the mall.
Bingo, thought Benny. He watched as the group exited the mall, then, with disappointment as they walked to the car. As he squinted at the driver, he realized who the driver was.
Damn, Benny thought, cursing his bad luck, The little brats must have been suspicious and called her dad.
He continued to glare out of the window, watching as the kids got into Korben Dallas' car.
Damn, damn, double damn, he hissed mentally. He watched them go, then pulled out of the parking lot. He'd get them tomorrow. He didn't need all of the others anyway... Just that one damned girl; just that Larrita Dallas. He sighed. He'd have to find away to get her tomorrow. Unbeknownst to him, he wasn't the only one watching Larrita Dallas, and his employers weren't the only one keeping tabs on the Dallases in General. One Man watched from the darkness of the shadows of the unlit parts of mall parking lot, as he had watched as he followed the cab.
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Hope you liked it. More coming soon. Remember, reviews are always very encouraging to an author, so please, please, please review.
Unnecessary Disclaimer: Now people, you all seem intelligent to KNOW I don't own anything to do with The Fifth Element.
The revenge of the A/N: If you want to rip off any original characters, have a field day. I'd like you to please notify me first, though. I like to brag to my friends.
The Return of the A/N: If you want to rip off the story or anything, have at it. Please notify me, though. I really DO love to brag to my friends.
The A/N That wouldn't die: If you want to archive the story, go ahead. I'd appreciate being notified, though… I really, REALLY love bragging to my friends and on my websites.
Remember, reviews always encourage the author even more!
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"That was strange," Larrita said as they walked through a huge mall into the theater
"Yeah," Said Bergita, "I wonder what that was all about."
"We'll worry about it Later," Bobby said, " The Movie's about to begin."
Benny cursed his luck as he pulled the stolen cab into the garage. He was in for it now. He sighed. He'd screwed up a simple mission like getting some seventeen-year-old girl. The building was dark and tall. It had been the building of the former Zorg Industries. It was where his present employers were stationed. Actually, they were all over the planet, but for some reason had come here and rented the building. He guessed it had something to do with the reason why they wanted him to go get the girl. Benny never asked Questions, he just did what he was told for the right amount of money… And he usually screwed it up, like he had done this time. He got out of the cab and started towards the entrance of the building to inform them of his failure. He sighed. He really WAS in for it now.
Benny, the little squinty guy that he was, walked through the halls into the office. It was the office at the top of the building, and it was very dark. A figure sat in a chair at a desk, the back of the chair facing the door, so he could look out of the window at the night time city. Benny entered the office room very quietly, hoping he wouldn't be noticed. No dice.
"I trust you have it done," The man said. Benny was trying to sneak in. That meant that he hadn't done it. Why was he not surpirsed?
"Well… not exactly," Benny started. The chair figured and the figure, half covered by shadows leered at him.
"Am I to assume that that is the reason why you do not have the girl with you now?" He asked, his lit eyebrow rasied.
"Well… Yes, sir," Said the nervous Benny.
"Find the girl, bring her back here. It was not that hard an assignment, yet you easily screwed it up. We sole a cab for you. All you had to do was meet the girl at her apartment, and bring her here," Was the reply.
"She had friends with her," Benny stated.
"You could have brought them, too. It's not as if we don't have facilities enough for them," Said the dark figure in the chair.
"They noticed I wasn't taking them to the theater and got out," Benny said, fumbling.
"What? Did they jump out of the cab?"
"No sir, they told me they wanted to get out at the mall," Benny said, realizing that that wasn't the brightest thing to say.
"And you let them out?" The figure asked.
"Yes… they were on to me. They knew something was up," Benny said.
"Then you should have driven them here anyway. Just stomp on the gas pedal and radio us. We'd be there to meet you and get them," The figure said.
"Yes, well, I'm… I'm… errrr… Sorry, Sir," Benny said, stumbling over his words.
"You have precious few chances left, don't waste them like you wasted this one."
"Yes, Sir," Benny said, hurriedly excusing himself from the room. The man sighed to himself. That git was a complete and utter loser. Why did he put up with him? Because, he might still be useful, that's why. Because he still had to complete his mission, more importantly.
Larrita, Bergita, Bobby, Celeste, Sierra, Estralita, and Eric were in the coffee shop at the mall. They had just finished discussing the movie and Bobby had filled them in on all the details of the on going saga between him and Libby. Then the subject came up about the encounter with the strange cab driver.
"What was up with him?" Bergita asked, taking a sip of her strong coffee.
"I don't know," Larrita said, taking a sip of her hazelnut.
"I could not place his accent. Did any of you catch it?" Celeste asked, putting down her cup of light French Vanilla with complete toppings
"It seemed either French or Hungarian," Larrita said.
"He was weird, whatever his accent was," Bobby said, taking a gulp of his Irish Cream.
"More importantly," Estralita asked, "How do we get home?"
"Good question," Said Eric.
"We can call my dad," Larrita suggested, "Then you guys can come back over to my house. You can call your parents from there."
"At any rout," Eric said, "I think we should avoid the cabs."
"Tell me about it," Said Larrita, pulling out her phone and dialing her home number.
Benny sat in the cab outside the mall, waiting for the group to remerge. If they used a cab to get to the mall, they'd need one to get back. Then he'd have them and he wouldn't fail this time. Another car pulled in a few spaces away. A few minutes later the Larrita and her friends came out of the mall.
Bingo, thought Benny. He watched as the group exited the mall, then, with disappointment as they walked to the car. As he squinted at the driver, he realized who the driver was.
Damn, Benny thought, cursing his bad luck, The little brats must have been suspicious and called her dad.
He continued to glare out of the window, watching as the kids got into Korben Dallas' car.
Damn, damn, double damn, he hissed mentally. He watched them go, then pulled out of the parking lot. He'd get them tomorrow. He didn't need all of the others anyway... Just that one damned girl; just that Larrita Dallas. He sighed. He'd have to find away to get her tomorrow. Unbeknownst to him, he wasn't the only one watching Larrita Dallas, and his employers weren't the only one keeping tabs on the Dallases in General. One Man watched from the darkness of the shadows of the unlit parts of mall parking lot, as he had watched as he followed the cab.
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