Title: Mission: Impossible...No really it is
Author: Doona, Aeryn, Aeria whatever, also so creator was Anjali.
Disclaimer: not mine, if your looking to sue, try someone with a social security number, they'll probably have more cash.
Summary: Fun little fic during which Vaughn, Sydney and Jack end up having to take care of six young children. Bound to end up in trouble.
A/N: Thank you to Anjali for helping come up with the kids and the basic idea, please read and review, cause this is not my usual style. Reviews are what I live off, so duh, do it. Um, this is not going to be my new fic, this is a side fun thing I may or may not continue.
Here we go people, this is all by Anj, co creator of the fic. This is, in my knowledge, the first thing she has published on the net, so be nice. I'm going to take all the reviews you leave over to her house for her birthday tomorrow, so please be nice and leave a review.
The following is written by Anj:
Okay this chapter may be a bit different because I am writing it (Anjali the Co creator) Donna's insane friend. I am really not sure what I am doing because DONNA just told me, "write the next chapter, co creator." She wouldn't even tell me what she had planned for the chapter or where she planned to take the story, " I'm really interested to see where you take this." So this is all me, but I've included some of the thing donna and I talked about when we first thought this story up. If u don't like this chapter blame it on Donna but if u do it was all me.
So Okay here goes.
Chapter 5
Emily stirred as she heard Jack leave the room. She glanced over to the door in time to watch Sydney and Michael walk out, Michael turning off the lights as he exits, leaving the room pitch black. Emily could never get to sleep unless she knew that both her parents were in bed next door and didn't like the idea of being left alone in a dark room with no grown ups. She looked around the suddenly empty room and watched the shadows turn into monsters that all seemed to be reaching out to get her and made a quick decision to go and follow the trio of adults.
She slowly got on her two feet and started to take a step forward, instantly tripping over something solid and falling back to the ground with a thud. The something that had caused her go down turned over, sat up and glared at her; it was Chris. She ignored him, rolling her eyes in a way that she'd learnt from her mother and decided to make another break for the door.
Chris just sat there watching her, disappointed with himself for falling asleep when he was sure he had grown out of that faze. Emily took another several unsure steps in the dark before tripping over a truck and falling on her face again. The truck then started of a chain reaction. When Emily had tripped over it, it began move and, as all kid's toys do, making loud engine noises, which woke Shannon and Ivan up with a jolt. These two sat up and just looked at each other, sleepy and confused, before they turned their attention back to the noisy truck.
The red truck kept on moving until it collided with Jane's face. Jane who had conveniently fallen asleep under a table woke up with a great shock and smashed her head under the table, she then open her mouth and started screaming in fright, unable to see what was going on around her. Her screams woke Craig up; Craig who was extremely afraid of dark and always slept with the light on, realised that the light was off and began to throw a tantrum, screaming and waving his fists in the air grabbing and throwing things in anger. All this, happening in under a minute as Emily watched on, bemused.
Sydney was walking in front with Vaughn close behind her. Jack was lagging behind a little with a deep look of concentration on his face, the look he always got just before a mission, just before he went in, guns at the ready, fists curled, gadgets at his side. Ready to rescue whatever relation was in trouble, or fetch any Rambaldi artefact that his superiors wanted, or, on the odd occasion, to kill someone.
They had hardly reached they service lift, before they heard loud screams coming from the room where they had just left the kids. They'd paused outside the room to check their gear, smiling and nodding to each other as though they were on a coffee brake, but in truth looking at each other, muttering 'check' in between useless talk of their home lives, Sydney finding herself a husband who she accidentally named Mick, Jack a wife who he believed was part of a cult and Vaughn just staring at the two of them and muttering words about Alice, which wear the truth, whenever another person chose to pass by, their ears waiting for any gossip to reach them and smiling gleefully as they passed.
Jack became alert at once, he turned around and ran back into the room to check what was happening, dropping his brief case near the door and disappearing into the darkness of the room following the sound of Jane's voice which was, as all three year old voices are, the loudest. Vaughn followed close behind him, not bothering to turn the light on either, choosing to run in the direction of Craig's voice. When Sydney entered the room she headed straight towards the light switch and tripped over her father's briefcase, flinging it open. She got up and left it, feeling the light was more of a problem, and flicked the switch, gasping at the chaos she was faced with.
Shannon was rolling around in circles on the floor, seemingly playing a game with himself. Emily was rolled in a ball pretending to be asleep at the same time trying very hard not to be noticed. Chris found the whole situation rather amusing and sat on the floor with a smug expression on his face, his eyes glued to Sydney as he watched her reaction with great interest. Jane was still under the table sitting in the foetal position screaming her lungs out. While her father was on all fours rear sticking in the air in a way deemed, by all, uncharacteristic of Jack Bristow, as he tried to coax Jane to come forward a little, into his reach.
Craig was still in shock, and he was taking it out on Vaughn by savagely attacking his pants; Vaughn desperately trying to calm the screaming child down. Suddenly the button on Vaughn's pants popped off, the weight of the rather large child a little too much for the tailored material, and his pants come down. Vaughn quietly cursed gravity as the fabric gathered around his ankles.
Craig realised what he has done and took the occasion as a victory and soon started attacking the next thing he could reach; Vaughn's boxers. Vaughn was desperately sure that this was not something he wanted to happen in front of Sydney, well yes maybe the boxers being off bit, but definitely not in the same room as her father. He shook his head as he realised the trail his thoughts were on and stopped trying to calm the boy down and just concentrated on trying not to lose his boxers. Sydney smiled, quickly turning away in embarrassment and because she didn't want him to see the amused, impressed look that must have been obvious. He had very nice legs.
Her expressing soon turned into a frown as she realised that one of the kids was missing. She quickly scanned the room in search of Ivan. But he didn't seem to be anywhere. Beginning to worry, it took two sharp tugs at her skirt to make her look down; she turned around to see Ivan. He had been looking through her father's open briefcase and had found her father's bottle of strong sleeping gas that was disguised as mobile phone.
Ivan held it up and asked, "How do you make it do something?" Just as Sydney recognised what he was holding Ivan pushed the button that set off the sleeping gas. Sydney quickly covered her nose careful not to breathe anything in and ran out of the room, hearing various thumps as people hit the ground.
I hope this chapter isn't too short and I hope u like it. Donna should be coming to my house tomorrow for my birthday party so I'll show it to her then she can make whatever changes she likes and then she'll do whatever she usually does to publish it. Ooh and I made Vaughn's pants come off for Donna
End Anj's incredible writing.
OKAY???? You hear that? Please review, because I'm desperate to give her a card with all of her reviews in it and if there aren't any, that's going to be a very boring card, hmmmmm? Anyways, yeah, I've added little bits, but this is all her, I know, she's better than me, hehehe. I do like the whole no pants thing.
Author: Doona, Aeryn, Aeria whatever, also so creator was Anjali.
Disclaimer: not mine, if your looking to sue, try someone with a social security number, they'll probably have more cash.
Summary: Fun little fic during which Vaughn, Sydney and Jack end up having to take care of six young children. Bound to end up in trouble.
A/N: Thank you to Anjali for helping come up with the kids and the basic idea, please read and review, cause this is not my usual style. Reviews are what I live off, so duh, do it. Um, this is not going to be my new fic, this is a side fun thing I may or may not continue.
Here we go people, this is all by Anj, co creator of the fic. This is, in my knowledge, the first thing she has published on the net, so be nice. I'm going to take all the reviews you leave over to her house for her birthday tomorrow, so please be nice and leave a review.
The following is written by Anj:
Okay this chapter may be a bit different because I am writing it (Anjali the Co creator) Donna's insane friend. I am really not sure what I am doing because DONNA just told me, "write the next chapter, co creator." She wouldn't even tell me what she had planned for the chapter or where she planned to take the story, " I'm really interested to see where you take this." So this is all me, but I've included some of the thing donna and I talked about when we first thought this story up. If u don't like this chapter blame it on Donna but if u do it was all me.
So Okay here goes.
Chapter 5
Emily stirred as she heard Jack leave the room. She glanced over to the door in time to watch Sydney and Michael walk out, Michael turning off the lights as he exits, leaving the room pitch black. Emily could never get to sleep unless she knew that both her parents were in bed next door and didn't like the idea of being left alone in a dark room with no grown ups. She looked around the suddenly empty room and watched the shadows turn into monsters that all seemed to be reaching out to get her and made a quick decision to go and follow the trio of adults.
She slowly got on her two feet and started to take a step forward, instantly tripping over something solid and falling back to the ground with a thud. The something that had caused her go down turned over, sat up and glared at her; it was Chris. She ignored him, rolling her eyes in a way that she'd learnt from her mother and decided to make another break for the door.
Chris just sat there watching her, disappointed with himself for falling asleep when he was sure he had grown out of that faze. Emily took another several unsure steps in the dark before tripping over a truck and falling on her face again. The truck then started of a chain reaction. When Emily had tripped over it, it began move and, as all kid's toys do, making loud engine noises, which woke Shannon and Ivan up with a jolt. These two sat up and just looked at each other, sleepy and confused, before they turned their attention back to the noisy truck.
The red truck kept on moving until it collided with Jane's face. Jane who had conveniently fallen asleep under a table woke up with a great shock and smashed her head under the table, she then open her mouth and started screaming in fright, unable to see what was going on around her. Her screams woke Craig up; Craig who was extremely afraid of dark and always slept with the light on, realised that the light was off and began to throw a tantrum, screaming and waving his fists in the air grabbing and throwing things in anger. All this, happening in under a minute as Emily watched on, bemused.
Sydney was walking in front with Vaughn close behind her. Jack was lagging behind a little with a deep look of concentration on his face, the look he always got just before a mission, just before he went in, guns at the ready, fists curled, gadgets at his side. Ready to rescue whatever relation was in trouble, or fetch any Rambaldi artefact that his superiors wanted, or, on the odd occasion, to kill someone.
They had hardly reached they service lift, before they heard loud screams coming from the room where they had just left the kids. They'd paused outside the room to check their gear, smiling and nodding to each other as though they were on a coffee brake, but in truth looking at each other, muttering 'check' in between useless talk of their home lives, Sydney finding herself a husband who she accidentally named Mick, Jack a wife who he believed was part of a cult and Vaughn just staring at the two of them and muttering words about Alice, which wear the truth, whenever another person chose to pass by, their ears waiting for any gossip to reach them and smiling gleefully as they passed.
Jack became alert at once, he turned around and ran back into the room to check what was happening, dropping his brief case near the door and disappearing into the darkness of the room following the sound of Jane's voice which was, as all three year old voices are, the loudest. Vaughn followed close behind him, not bothering to turn the light on either, choosing to run in the direction of Craig's voice. When Sydney entered the room she headed straight towards the light switch and tripped over her father's briefcase, flinging it open. She got up and left it, feeling the light was more of a problem, and flicked the switch, gasping at the chaos she was faced with.
Shannon was rolling around in circles on the floor, seemingly playing a game with himself. Emily was rolled in a ball pretending to be asleep at the same time trying very hard not to be noticed. Chris found the whole situation rather amusing and sat on the floor with a smug expression on his face, his eyes glued to Sydney as he watched her reaction with great interest. Jane was still under the table sitting in the foetal position screaming her lungs out. While her father was on all fours rear sticking in the air in a way deemed, by all, uncharacteristic of Jack Bristow, as he tried to coax Jane to come forward a little, into his reach.
Craig was still in shock, and he was taking it out on Vaughn by savagely attacking his pants; Vaughn desperately trying to calm the screaming child down. Suddenly the button on Vaughn's pants popped off, the weight of the rather large child a little too much for the tailored material, and his pants come down. Vaughn quietly cursed gravity as the fabric gathered around his ankles.
Craig realised what he has done and took the occasion as a victory and soon started attacking the next thing he could reach; Vaughn's boxers. Vaughn was desperately sure that this was not something he wanted to happen in front of Sydney, well yes maybe the boxers being off bit, but definitely not in the same room as her father. He shook his head as he realised the trail his thoughts were on and stopped trying to calm the boy down and just concentrated on trying not to lose his boxers. Sydney smiled, quickly turning away in embarrassment and because she didn't want him to see the amused, impressed look that must have been obvious. He had very nice legs.
Her expressing soon turned into a frown as she realised that one of the kids was missing. She quickly scanned the room in search of Ivan. But he didn't seem to be anywhere. Beginning to worry, it took two sharp tugs at her skirt to make her look down; she turned around to see Ivan. He had been looking through her father's open briefcase and had found her father's bottle of strong sleeping gas that was disguised as mobile phone.
Ivan held it up and asked, "How do you make it do something?" Just as Sydney recognised what he was holding Ivan pushed the button that set off the sleeping gas. Sydney quickly covered her nose careful not to breathe anything in and ran out of the room, hearing various thumps as people hit the ground.
I hope this chapter isn't too short and I hope u like it. Donna should be coming to my house tomorrow for my birthday party so I'll show it to her then she can make whatever changes she likes and then she'll do whatever she usually does to publish it. Ooh and I made Vaughn's pants come off for Donna
End Anj's incredible writing.
OKAY???? You hear that? Please review, because I'm desperate to give her a card with all of her reviews in it and if there aren't any, that's going to be a very boring card, hmmmmm? Anyways, yeah, I've added little bits, but this is all her, I know, she's better than me, hehehe. I do like the whole no pants thing.