Hey! Here's another chapter of my weird fic.I have a lot of chapters left.
The other day, I discovered that I tend to use dialogue a LOT in this
fic.So just warning ya', Jack and Irina bicker endlessly, Syd yells at
them, Vaughn's.Well, we'll get to that later.
Disclaimer: Hey, my name's JJ and I own Alias.Riight.Suure.
Chapter Five: Unwanted Unrequited Company
Dad approached Mom slowly. Dad stopped dead in his tracks. He had heard a noise. This noise woke me up.
Dad: What was that?
Mom looked around cautiously.
Mom: Good question.
Me: Hey, I have an idea! Why don't you both go out and look for whatever made the sound. I'll stay here...
Mom: With Vaughn.
I glared at Mom.
Mom: What? I saw you two cuddling.
I glared at Mom again.
Mom: What? Just ask your dad if you don't believe me.
I looked over to Dad for conformation. He nodded. I sighed.
Me: Just go already!
Mom opened a compartment in the plane. She pulled out flashlights, guns, night vision goggles, walkie-talkies, hats, gloves, and socks.
Dad: What are the hats for?
Dad had already put the socks over his shoes, gloves, and the glasses on.
Mom ignored the question, a first in her case, and threw a flashlight at Dad. She chucked a gun and a walkie-talkie at him too. She then put on some fingerless gloves and yanked the socks over her shoes, so she could move silently. I was impressed at her speed. The glasses went on. Dad also seemed to be impressed, a first in his case.
Mom: For this.
She shoved a hat on his head.
Mom: Here.
Dad protested.
Dad: Irina, stop it.
Mom continued shoving the hat on Dad's head. This action caused his hair to be messed up. Dad was coming up with a plan, and a back-up plan, and another back up plan...etc.
I saw the sneaky look on Dad's face. He was going to pull a fast one on Mom. And, sure enough, Dad's hand reached up and grabbed Mom's. Mom looked surprised and stopped struggling. Dad then promptly flipped her unto the ground. I laughed. Mom's instincts kicked in, and she flipped into a standing position.
Dad: I asked nicely.
Mom: Okay, it's go time. Bye Syd.
She threw me a gun and a flashlight.
Mom: Make good use of those.
Me: I will.
Mom and Dad slinked through the doorway.
Dad: Let's split up.
Mom: Okay. I'll go this way.
She pointed to the right.
Mom: You go that way.
She pointed towards the left.
Dad: Let's rendezevous back at the huge eagle in approx. 20 min., okay?
Mom: Okay.
They split up.
Mom looked around with her goggles on night vision. She saw nothing.
Dad: This is SpyDaddy to...whoever you are. Nothing over here. Any luck?
Mom: This is Mama Hari to SpyDaddy...Negative SpyDaddy.
Dad: Roger that, Mama Hari. Notify me when you see something.
Mom kept walking, looking for anything. She saw nothing. That is, until she came to a huge Soviet flag. Mom was confused. What was a huge Soviet flag doing in the middle of a C.I.A. aircraft? The U.S.S.R. had died out decades ago. Hmm...something was amiss.
Mom, however, did what she had been trained to do. She saluted the flag. And then, and only then, did she radio Dad.
Mom: This is Mama Hari to SpyDaddy, we have a situation here.
Dad cursed and grabbed the walkie-talkie.
Dad: What is it, Mama Hari?
Mom: SpyDaddy, what would a huge Soviet flag be doing in the middle of a C.I.A. aircraft decades after the Soviet Union fell?
Dad was stunned. He recovered quickly, however.
Dad: Wouldn't you know, Mama Hari? I mean, you are a Rooski!
Mom: Yeah, so what. I haven't even been to Russia for ten years, SpyDaddy.
Dad: I find that hard to believe, Mama Hari. Anyways, where are your coordinates?
Mom: Well, SpyDaddy, I can see the Eagle's beak from here, so I'd say about ten minutes away from it.
Dad: Okay. I'm closing in, Mama Hari.
Mom: Okay.
Mom looked around. She saw a flash of movement.
Mom: SpyDaddy, I just saw something.
Dad: Roger that, Mama Hari. I'm on my way.
Dad arrived a few seconds later.
Dad: Where was the movement, Irina?
Mom motioned to an area behind the flag. Dad nodded.
Dad: Gotcha.
Mom: I'm there.
Mom went and poked around. She found a person crying in the corner. It was Will. Will looked at Mom.
Will: SYDNEY! I was soo worried. I heard that noise and I thought we were all going to die. You're alright, right? I knew you would save me.
Dad: From himself.
Will then gave Mom a bone-crunching hug. Mom patted Will awkwardly on the back. Will then did the unspeakable.
What I mean is, he KISSED my MOM! Gross, huh? Will kissed Mom, who did not kiss back. The look on Mom's face clearly read "Ahhhhhhh!". Even, Dad was grossed out. I mean, Will put his tongue down Mom's throat, for crying out loud. And the saddest part is, he was doing that to me in his sick, little head.
Gag me! As soon as Mom could, she broke away from Will. Mom smiled a very weak, and obviously fake smile. She imitated me.
Mom: I'm sorry. I'm taken. Vaughn and I are getting married! Isn't that great, Will?
Dad: Good job.
He whispered these words, he had done this a lot around Will. Dad began openly smirking at Will's distraught look. Mom said that it took all she had to not burst out laughing and throw up. I was not happy with her little joke. She had hurt my friend.
Will started crying. Mom wiped her lips with her gloved hands. Then, Mom hawked a lugee right in Will's face. This caused him to cry harder. Dad smiled.
Dad: That's my girl.
He patted Mom on the back proudly. She grinned.
Mom: Now, there's only one thing I need to make the ucky feeling go away. Besides taking a shower.
Dad: What?
Mom: This...
TO BE CONTINUED.........................................
Disclaimer: Hey, my name's JJ and I own Alias.Riight.Suure.
Chapter Five: Unwanted Unrequited Company
Dad approached Mom slowly. Dad stopped dead in his tracks. He had heard a noise. This noise woke me up.
Dad: What was that?
Mom looked around cautiously.
Mom: Good question.
Me: Hey, I have an idea! Why don't you both go out and look for whatever made the sound. I'll stay here...
Mom: With Vaughn.
I glared at Mom.
Mom: What? I saw you two cuddling.
I glared at Mom again.
Mom: What? Just ask your dad if you don't believe me.
I looked over to Dad for conformation. He nodded. I sighed.
Me: Just go already!
Mom opened a compartment in the plane. She pulled out flashlights, guns, night vision goggles, walkie-talkies, hats, gloves, and socks.
Dad: What are the hats for?
Dad had already put the socks over his shoes, gloves, and the glasses on.
Mom ignored the question, a first in her case, and threw a flashlight at Dad. She chucked a gun and a walkie-talkie at him too. She then put on some fingerless gloves and yanked the socks over her shoes, so she could move silently. I was impressed at her speed. The glasses went on. Dad also seemed to be impressed, a first in his case.
Mom: For this.
She shoved a hat on his head.
Mom: Here.
Dad protested.
Dad: Irina, stop it.
Mom continued shoving the hat on Dad's head. This action caused his hair to be messed up. Dad was coming up with a plan, and a back-up plan, and another back up plan...etc.
I saw the sneaky look on Dad's face. He was going to pull a fast one on Mom. And, sure enough, Dad's hand reached up and grabbed Mom's. Mom looked surprised and stopped struggling. Dad then promptly flipped her unto the ground. I laughed. Mom's instincts kicked in, and she flipped into a standing position.
Dad: I asked nicely.
Mom: Okay, it's go time. Bye Syd.
She threw me a gun and a flashlight.
Mom: Make good use of those.
Me: I will.
Mom and Dad slinked through the doorway.
Dad: Let's split up.
Mom: Okay. I'll go this way.
She pointed to the right.
Mom: You go that way.
She pointed towards the left.
Dad: Let's rendezevous back at the huge eagle in approx. 20 min., okay?
Mom: Okay.
They split up.
Mom looked around with her goggles on night vision. She saw nothing.
Dad: This is SpyDaddy to...whoever you are. Nothing over here. Any luck?
Mom: This is Mama Hari to SpyDaddy...Negative SpyDaddy.
Dad: Roger that, Mama Hari. Notify me when you see something.
Mom kept walking, looking for anything. She saw nothing. That is, until she came to a huge Soviet flag. Mom was confused. What was a huge Soviet flag doing in the middle of a C.I.A. aircraft? The U.S.S.R. had died out decades ago. Hmm...something was amiss.
Mom, however, did what she had been trained to do. She saluted the flag. And then, and only then, did she radio Dad.
Mom: This is Mama Hari to SpyDaddy, we have a situation here.
Dad cursed and grabbed the walkie-talkie.
Dad: What is it, Mama Hari?
Mom: SpyDaddy, what would a huge Soviet flag be doing in the middle of a C.I.A. aircraft decades after the Soviet Union fell?
Dad was stunned. He recovered quickly, however.
Dad: Wouldn't you know, Mama Hari? I mean, you are a Rooski!
Mom: Yeah, so what. I haven't even been to Russia for ten years, SpyDaddy.
Dad: I find that hard to believe, Mama Hari. Anyways, where are your coordinates?
Mom: Well, SpyDaddy, I can see the Eagle's beak from here, so I'd say about ten minutes away from it.
Dad: Okay. I'm closing in, Mama Hari.
Mom: Okay.
Mom looked around. She saw a flash of movement.
Mom: SpyDaddy, I just saw something.
Dad: Roger that, Mama Hari. I'm on my way.
Dad arrived a few seconds later.
Dad: Where was the movement, Irina?
Mom motioned to an area behind the flag. Dad nodded.
Dad: Gotcha.
Mom: I'm there.
Mom went and poked around. She found a person crying in the corner. It was Will. Will looked at Mom.
Will: SYDNEY! I was soo worried. I heard that noise and I thought we were all going to die. You're alright, right? I knew you would save me.
Dad: From himself.
Will then gave Mom a bone-crunching hug. Mom patted Will awkwardly on the back. Will then did the unspeakable.
What I mean is, he KISSED my MOM! Gross, huh? Will kissed Mom, who did not kiss back. The look on Mom's face clearly read "Ahhhhhhh!". Even, Dad was grossed out. I mean, Will put his tongue down Mom's throat, for crying out loud. And the saddest part is, he was doing that to me in his sick, little head.
Gag me! As soon as Mom could, she broke away from Will. Mom smiled a very weak, and obviously fake smile. She imitated me.
Mom: I'm sorry. I'm taken. Vaughn and I are getting married! Isn't that great, Will?
Dad: Good job.
He whispered these words, he had done this a lot around Will. Dad began openly smirking at Will's distraught look. Mom said that it took all she had to not burst out laughing and throw up. I was not happy with her little joke. She had hurt my friend.
Will started crying. Mom wiped her lips with her gloved hands. Then, Mom hawked a lugee right in Will's face. This caused him to cry harder. Dad smiled.
Dad: That's my girl.
He patted Mom on the back proudly. She grinned.
Mom: Now, there's only one thing I need to make the ucky feeling go away. Besides taking a shower.
Dad: What?
Mom: This...
TO BE CONTINUED.........................................