Hey readers, want another update? If there ARE any readers out there.Here's one. I don't own Alias. I'm not JJ Abrams. I do have genius tendencies though.

Chapter Twelve: Sydney the Homemaker

While Vaughn and I were arguing, the kids plotted. They set us on a wagon and carted us off to the Janitor's old office. Vaughn and I were too busy yelling at each other to notice.

They dumped us off inside the closet. I dusted off my clothes, for the floor was very dusty. Vaughn did the same. I looked around, stunned. Before me was a large room.

In one corner, there was a mahogany cabinet with cleaning supplies in it. In the other corner, there was a cushy velvet chair, a hard ebony desk with gold trim, an empty pine bookcase, and the newest hi-tech computer model. In another corner there was a shiny refrigerator, silver stove, marble countertops, ivory and glass cabinets with gold trim, a cream Parisian table with gold inlay and matching seats with white cushions with gold trim on them, and beautiful blue tiled floor.

In the last corner, there was an impressive little building. It was a bathroom. The inside had malachite tiling, shiny emerald wallpaper, a deep green door, a marble sink and tub with golden-clawed feet, a toilet, a shower, and a full-length mirror.

In the middle, there was a black leather couch, a cherry coffee table, and a silver big screen television. The walls were huge and went up for miles. The walls were painted sky blue with clouds and they were mirrored glass, there were huge burgundy curtains with gold trim covering the walls. The walls had huge shelves that went up the sides. The shelves were box shaped and made of gold. The place was very fancy.

There was a huge ladder on the side of the wall. I presumed that it lead up to the shelves. I turned around and tried the door. It didn't work.

Me: Looks like we're stuck in here.

Vaughn: Yeah.

Me: I'm going to go up that ladder, which you will hold unless I tell you to catch something, alright?

Vaughn: Okay.

I began climbing the ladder while Vaughn held it. Each shelf had a label. The order went as such:

Shelf 1- Teaching/School Supplies

Shelf 2- Children's Clothes

Shelf 3- Children's Books/Textbooks

Shelf 4- Toys

Shelf 5- Teacher's Supplies

Shelf 6- Teacher's Clothing

Shelf 7- Linens

Shelf 8- Books/Movies

Shelf 9- Food

Shelf 10- Activities/Ways to Spend Free Time

Shelf 11- Technology

Shelf 12- Passports/Disguises

Shelf 13- Personal Care Items

Impressive. I wondered who exactly had worked here. The Disguises thing seemed a bit fishy.

Me: Vaughn, you're going to have to catch a lot of things. We might be in here for a while.

Vaughn: Okay.

Vaughn let go of the ladder. He stepped back.

I climbed into Shelf 6. I grabbed some female clothes and some male. I stuck my hand out of the box and released them. I grabbed more and more until I thought I had enough.

I climbed up to Shelf 7. I grabbed 47 multi-colored throw pillows, 2 regular pillows, 2 pillow covers, some sheets and 9 colorful blankets. I tossed them down the same way as before.

Next I climbed to Shelf 9. I threw some food down. I went up to 10, then 13. I grabbed some stuff each time and tossed it down. I finally climbed down the ladder.

I ran around and grabbed the stuff. I put on an apron, draped blankets over my shoulders, tied towels on my shoulders and around my waist, I put sheets over my head.

I ran to the bathroom. I plopped it all down. I put towels in the racks and little closet. I grabbed the tissues and pulled them through the opening in a pretty golden box. I threw a rug on the floor and set small towels by the sink and large ones by the tub.

I put soap in the soap dispenser and plunked soap down by the tub. I ran to the next room. I pulled the couch out into a bed and sheeted it. I put the pillows on and covered it with a blanket. I set another blanket on top of this one, straight down the middle. I arranged the pillows on the top. I set a blanket on the edge of the bed and put the rest in chairs and couches.

I ran to the kitchen, stocked the fridge, and began making hot chocolate. I finished up by throwing a generous helping of marshmallows in the chocolaty mixture. I opened a family size can of Campbell's chicken noodle soup. I made the soup and set the table.

Me: Food's ready!

Vaughn had been watching television. He grunted and walked into the kitchen.

Vaughn: Whoa! You make this?

I nodded. I grabbed his arm and yanked him to the table.

Me: Monosyllabic Man, it's time for you to eat.

TO BE CONTINUED.................................

Loren ;*

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