Email 26

This is how Syd met Mr. Sisler(for those of you who don't know he is this sub at the school Tom and Joe go to)

Mr. Sisler was subbing for Syd's professor at college.

"Oh my gosh. You look just like Vaughn!" Cried Sydney.

"Yeah, I get that a lot." Smiled Mr. Sisler. "Uh, who's Vaughn!"

"Oh no one. Just the hottest CIA officer in the entire world."

"And you think I look like him???" Hummm he thinks to himself.

"Ok class, we are changing the lecture today. We are going to discuss the reproductive system. Do I have any volunteers to demonstrate how a baby comes to be."

"Oh, me me me!" Cried Sydney.

"Ok, any men want to volunteer to give the lady your sperm?"

The entire classroom of guys raise their hands eagerly.

"Oh," says Mr. Sisler ignoring them all. "I see no one wants to, well I'll give it a go."

Right in front of the entire classroom Mr. Sisler and Sydney demonstrate how to have a robot baby.

"Vaughn!" Suddenly Syd calls out.

Mr. Sisler stops. "I AM NOT VAUGHN!"

"Oh, well...just pretend you are."

"Ok."

The two continued their demonstration for the entire blocked lecture class (four hours.)

Ring...the bell sounds.

"Well, that was a really good class." Cried Syd

"I know, I am an excellent teacher."

"No, you are an excellent handler."

The totally attentive class leaves eagerly.

"What's homework?" They cry.

"Oh, you don't have any. Just me." he looks over at Syd. "Your coming home with me. I have to 'do' my homework."

"Yea! (I always knew I had a thing for teachers after Brad taught me the history of love making.) Thought Sydney.

"Let's go work out all your problems Vaughn."

"Definitely. I want to be a good teacher."

"No, you want to be a good handler. V-a-ughn"

"Yeah, whatever...just let me handle you."

"Now you got it!"

Sydney and Mr. Sisler are walking to his place, because he didn't bring his car to work, as campus parking is hell in a lot...

They turned onto a cul-de-sac, and then Syd asked him: "Which one is yours?"

Mr. Sisler replied: "You see the house with the van?" Syd nodded. "That's where I live."

There was a long pause while Sydney's brain wrapped around the sentence.

"The house." Mr. Sisler said, trying to make it obvious for ditzy-Sydney. "Not the Van."

"Ohhhh-hhh." Sydney said, suddenly understanding. "I get it. Let's go in."

"Good." Sisler said. "By the way, my first name is Neil."

"I thought your name was Vaughn."

"I already told you it wasn't."

"Sydney." He said. "How would you like it if I called you Annica. She was my last girlfriend."

"Mine too." Sydney said.

"Oh." He said. "Annica who?"

"Um, I never knew her last name, but she quite liked jelly doughnuts."

"Must have been Berliner. I dated her too."

"Well then." Sydney said. "She never told me she was with you, Vaughn. In fact, I thought she was dead."

"I"M NOT VAUGHN!" He screamed.

"Bur you're as sexy as Vaughn." She said. "And your...yeah, is well, um, you're as good at him as getting it on."

"Good." Niel said. "Can't you just call me by my name then?"

"Well..." She said. "I would, but it's just so hard for me to remember it. Niel, it's such a...um, well, harder to remember than Vaughn."

"Well then." HE said. "Refrain from saying any name then."

"What does 'refrain' mean?" She asked.

"It means don't do it." He said. By this time they were in his house, and he was steering them towards the den.

"Oh." She said. "Like the other boys today in class refrained from raising their hands?"

Neil wondered if she meant according to what he said, or what really happened. "Sure." He said. Then he pulled her shirt off. "Syd, I'm getting kind of tired of this stupid act."

"Oh." She said, her voice evening out. "I thought you wanted to do the teacher-student relationship fantasy thing today."

"Well...yeah" He said. "But I think we already covered that in class today, for four hours, remember."

"Oh yeah." She said. "Then what do you want to do."

"Maybe we should act out one of your fantasies." He said.

"Maybe we could go to the SD6 anti-gravity simulation chamber and pretend that we are on the moon...that's always been a fantasy of mine." She said. "Of course, it did involve a Martian with seven...well, seven of them...so we can't do that." Sydney cycled through about nine of her fantasies, involving police, doing it in an ice rink and other odd things. "OK, I've got one that could work." She said.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Let's pretend that we're complete and total strangers and...no, we already did that today."

What will happen next? Will Sydney come up with a fantasy that they can act out? Will we learn how she and 'Neil Sisler' met? Will any of these things happen, or will the writers come up with a new plotline?

Find out, on the next episode of "The NEW S files(Sisler, Syd...ah...yes)"

Days of our lives, or Alias...it is the moment you have been waiting for. WHO'S THE DADDY!

Sydney finally had her baby, a beautiful robot chick. She named her Vaugnica. But the truth of the matter was that Vaughn wasn't the father. Or was he? Sydney wasn't sure. Because, well, there were so many possibilities.

She went back and remembered the day she met Brad. Brad was her history teacher in high school. (Syd wasn't the brightest cookie, but gosh...she was just so hot) "What comes from outer space?" She remembered his sexy voice asking.

Eagerly she raised her hand..."Robots, robots come from outer space!"

"Good, Sydney, what else comes from outer space?"

"Uhhhhh," Sydney is confused...

"It's ok Syd, that was good for today. Homework is to finish Chapter Five on the Nixon years."

"WHOSE N---I--x--ass"

"No Syd, it's Nix ON. But you don't have to worry about that assignment. All you have to do is draw me a picture of a robot."

"Ok!" She smiles. 'Gosh is my teacher cute!' she thinks.

'God, that stupid girl is so hot," Brad thinks

"Sydney, wait!"

Before Syd leaves the room "What?"

"Do you know where babies come from?"

"Where?" She asks wondering 'gees where do they come from, maybe they come from outer-space!'

"No, Sydney, I know what you are thinking...they don't come from outer-space. When a man and a woman love eachother very much..." Sydney grabs Brad and they start kissing. Suddenly they are on Brad's desk, chalk flying underneath them.

'Wow, for a stupid girl, she sure is good.'

"Ha, now I know what you were thinking " Cries Syd. "Robots are really good at making babies!"

Brad gave Syd all A's of course, even though she very rarely went to class...(too busy getting it on with Vaughn I guess!) But one day she went back to class, in hopes to have sex with Brad. She had missed him.

But Brad isn't there. A guy, that looks a little like Vaughn, is subbing for Brad.

"Hello, I am Mr. Sisler."

"Yes you are" Syd smiles 'Mr. Sexler'

"We are learning about the Clinton years? What is the main scandal of the Clinton years?"

A much brighter Syd, well since last class, responds "SEX! With Monica (me)"

"Wow, you are right!"

"I know, I am an expert on this topic. Did you know Clinton asked me to go on a personal mission with him? To discover why Robot Al Gore could have such attractive daughters. Oh, and if he could ever meet with them."

"Really?" Smiled Mr. Sisler. "What did you say?"

"I said no, I don't like guys named Bill. Only guys named Vaughn."

"Did I ever mention, my middle name is Vaughn!" Mr. Sisler yelled excitedly.

The rest of the class sat there in awe. A student in the front of the room said..."Can we get back to Clinton." A student in the back of the room said..."Shut up, I want to hear more from the Clinton chick."

"I am not a chick!" Yelled Syd..."I am a full grown chicken!"

"No, you are a full grown woman,!" Responded Mr. Sisler.

Well, that is how Syd meets Mr. Sisler. The rest is history