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A/N: Hey again. Sorry it took so long, writers block + course work + Christmas = couldn't update sooner. Thanks loads for your reviews. Glittering Pegasus, StrangerThanYourAverageKitten, iceskatebaby and Taylor Chasikin, you guys rox!!! Oh Taylor Chasikin just to answer your question, 1. no, one has used that idea as far as I know. 2. maybe you should register if you want to start putting up your own f/fs. So here you go. Enjoy and have a great Christmas - Bex PS. Look out for dead-batteries' 'Seven Days' (Tomb Raider), she's my better reader.
Now let's see what our favourite handler is doing...
It's 1.30am and Vaughn is sitting on his couch, all alone (awww), reading through a file. This is the file of the love of his life, his agent and the one girl he can't be with, damn protocol. (Author has decided not to play guessing games this time or give hints, cos we all know who it is. If there is by some miracle a pillock who doesn't know who we are talking about, you are very lucky that Author is still in a straight jacket. And for anyone who thought for a spilt second that we were talking about Alice, then Author is now glaring you to death. There are daggers literally coming out of Author's eyes. We all know that Alice is just a Sydney substitute, until Vaughn get the real McCoy.)
Let's see what are drop dead gorgeous handler is thinking: 'God, she is so beautiful and so amazing. Errrr! Damn protocol. I would be with her now if it wasn't for that fact that it might kill us both. I don't love Alice, for those who haven't realised. I want to, but I'm too in love with Sydney. I'm going to stop thinking now, because my thoughts are about to be interrupted by a puff of smoke.'
Cue puff of smoke on left side of Vaughn's head, right on time. We have Devil Vaughn looking very hot (no pun meant) in a black tux, with black shades, horns and a pitchfork.
D.V (After seeing Sydney's picture): "Hellooo baby. God I know a load of things I'd like to do to her and none of them involve talking!"
There is now a puff of smoke on the right side of Vaughn's head. Angel Vaughn appears wearing a white tux, white shades and a halo. He's holding a harp in one hand and is using the other to talk on a mobile.
A.V (to the mobile): "Yeh, bye babe. (to the other two) Sorry I'm late."
A.V (After seeing Sydney's picture): "Wow! You could light a cigar off her ass she's so hot! Not that heaven's for smoking though."
Vaughn protectively shuts the profile and holds it close to him.
Vaughn: "HEY!"
D.V: "Come off it man. We know how you think about her."
A.V: "We can read your thoughts you know."
Vaughn shrugs and goes back to staring at Syd's picture.
D.V: "You should go for it."
A.V nods in agreement.
Vaughn: "Shouldn't one of you be telling me that it's wrong to brake protocol?"
D.V & A.V (both shaking heads): "This is Sydney Bristow we're talking about, there is no debate."
They then start to list Sydney's good points (this could go on for ever), whilst Vaughn stares at them, very confused.
Vaughn: "What about protocol and Alice?"
D.V (mutters some swear words): Please.
A.V: "Lets get a second opinion."
He claps his hands and two mini Wiesses appear. They are both half Angel and half Devil. All gasp at them.
Vaughn, D.V & A.V: "Huh!"
2 Wiesses: "Well Wiess is neither good or bad, so we aren't either."
D.V: "So what do you think Vaughn should do?"
2 Ws: "Go for it. She's fit. Just don't get us killed or in trouble."
Both of their pagers go off.
2 Ws: "Got to go. 911."
Vaughn (concerned): "Is everything ok?"
Wiess 1: "No!"
Wiess 2: "Wiess is having a problem deciding which girl to ask out this Friday."
Wiess 1: "We have the Swedish blond in hot pants."
Wiess 2: "Or a hot red number in not much at all!"
They both disappear.
D.V: "See what we've been saying."
A.V: "Go get her man."
Two black puffs of smoke appear, revealing two Devil Haladkis.
Both D.Hs: "Don't even think about it or we'll report you to Devlin and the shrink. Or at least our ghost will."
Vaughn, D.V and A.V look very confused.
Vaughn: "What happened to Angel Haladki?"
Both D.Hs: "You actually thought that Steve Haladki had a good side?"
All 3 Vaughns share a look which says 'good point'.
Both D.Hs: "Anyway, if you brake protocol, we'll make sure that you never see her again."
They laugh evilly. A.V hits one over the head with his harp, whilst D.V pokes the other up the bum with his pitchfork. They both disappear. D.V and A.V give each other a Hi 5.
D.V: "Oops, got to go. Got a date with Devil Syd. I suggest that you get a date with the real one."
He disappears in a puff of smoke.
A.V: "Me too. I've got a date with Angel Syd. Oh and by the way Vaughn, telling Sydney's father-killing-bitch-of-a-mother how you really feel about Sydney,"
A.V hits Vaughn around the head.
A.V (sarcastically): "Yeah, very smart!"
He disappears leaving Vaughn alone and even more confused. Let's see what he's thinking:
'That's it. I need a drink or ten. Protocol be damned. I'll tell Sydney when I get over the hangover I'm about to get. And by judging how much I'm planning on drinking, will be never!'
But don't worry people. We all know that the Devils and Angels are right. They'll be together one day.
A/N: So what do you think? Do you think I should choose another victim or leave it at that? Any ideas? Feel free to e-mail me. Feedback will be great!
A/N: Hey again. Sorry it took so long, writers block + course work + Christmas = couldn't update sooner. Thanks loads for your reviews. Glittering Pegasus, StrangerThanYourAverageKitten, iceskatebaby and Taylor Chasikin, you guys rox!!! Oh Taylor Chasikin just to answer your question, 1. no, one has used that idea as far as I know. 2. maybe you should register if you want to start putting up your own f/fs. So here you go. Enjoy and have a great Christmas - Bex PS. Look out for dead-batteries' 'Seven Days' (Tomb Raider), she's my better reader.
Now let's see what our favourite handler is doing...
It's 1.30am and Vaughn is sitting on his couch, all alone (awww), reading through a file. This is the file of the love of his life, his agent and the one girl he can't be with, damn protocol. (Author has decided not to play guessing games this time or give hints, cos we all know who it is. If there is by some miracle a pillock who doesn't know who we are talking about, you are very lucky that Author is still in a straight jacket. And for anyone who thought for a spilt second that we were talking about Alice, then Author is now glaring you to death. There are daggers literally coming out of Author's eyes. We all know that Alice is just a Sydney substitute, until Vaughn get the real McCoy.)
Let's see what are drop dead gorgeous handler is thinking: 'God, she is so beautiful and so amazing. Errrr! Damn protocol. I would be with her now if it wasn't for that fact that it might kill us both. I don't love Alice, for those who haven't realised. I want to, but I'm too in love with Sydney. I'm going to stop thinking now, because my thoughts are about to be interrupted by a puff of smoke.'
Cue puff of smoke on left side of Vaughn's head, right on time. We have Devil Vaughn looking very hot (no pun meant) in a black tux, with black shades, horns and a pitchfork.
D.V (After seeing Sydney's picture): "Hellooo baby. God I know a load of things I'd like to do to her and none of them involve talking!"
There is now a puff of smoke on the right side of Vaughn's head. Angel Vaughn appears wearing a white tux, white shades and a halo. He's holding a harp in one hand and is using the other to talk on a mobile.
A.V (to the mobile): "Yeh, bye babe. (to the other two) Sorry I'm late."
A.V (After seeing Sydney's picture): "Wow! You could light a cigar off her ass she's so hot! Not that heaven's for smoking though."
Vaughn protectively shuts the profile and holds it close to him.
Vaughn: "HEY!"
D.V: "Come off it man. We know how you think about her."
A.V: "We can read your thoughts you know."
Vaughn shrugs and goes back to staring at Syd's picture.
D.V: "You should go for it."
A.V nods in agreement.
Vaughn: "Shouldn't one of you be telling me that it's wrong to brake protocol?"
D.V & A.V (both shaking heads): "This is Sydney Bristow we're talking about, there is no debate."
They then start to list Sydney's good points (this could go on for ever), whilst Vaughn stares at them, very confused.
Vaughn: "What about protocol and Alice?"
D.V (mutters some swear words): Please.
A.V: "Lets get a second opinion."
He claps his hands and two mini Wiesses appear. They are both half Angel and half Devil. All gasp at them.
Vaughn, D.V & A.V: "Huh!"
2 Wiesses: "Well Wiess is neither good or bad, so we aren't either."
D.V: "So what do you think Vaughn should do?"
2 Ws: "Go for it. She's fit. Just don't get us killed or in trouble."
Both of their pagers go off.
2 Ws: "Got to go. 911."
Vaughn (concerned): "Is everything ok?"
Wiess 1: "No!"
Wiess 2: "Wiess is having a problem deciding which girl to ask out this Friday."
Wiess 1: "We have the Swedish blond in hot pants."
Wiess 2: "Or a hot red number in not much at all!"
They both disappear.
D.V: "See what we've been saying."
A.V: "Go get her man."
Two black puffs of smoke appear, revealing two Devil Haladkis.
Both D.Hs: "Don't even think about it or we'll report you to Devlin and the shrink. Or at least our ghost will."
Vaughn, D.V and A.V look very confused.
Vaughn: "What happened to Angel Haladki?"
Both D.Hs: "You actually thought that Steve Haladki had a good side?"
All 3 Vaughns share a look which says 'good point'.
Both D.Hs: "Anyway, if you brake protocol, we'll make sure that you never see her again."
They laugh evilly. A.V hits one over the head with his harp, whilst D.V pokes the other up the bum with his pitchfork. They both disappear. D.V and A.V give each other a Hi 5.
D.V: "Oops, got to go. Got a date with Devil Syd. I suggest that you get a date with the real one."
He disappears in a puff of smoke.
A.V: "Me too. I've got a date with Angel Syd. Oh and by the way Vaughn, telling Sydney's father-killing-bitch-of-a-mother how you really feel about Sydney,"
A.V hits Vaughn around the head.
A.V (sarcastically): "Yeah, very smart!"
He disappears leaving Vaughn alone and even more confused. Let's see what he's thinking:
'That's it. I need a drink or ten. Protocol be damned. I'll tell Sydney when I get over the hangover I'm about to get. And by judging how much I'm planning on drinking, will be never!'
But don't worry people. We all know that the Devils and Angels are right. They'll be together one day.
A/N: So what do you think? Do you think I should choose another victim or leave it at that? Any ideas? Feel free to e-mail me. Feedback will be great!