Extra – The Professionals
Rebecca pulled out her pen and thought profoundly.
"This is going to be the greatest scoop ever!" she smiled, before laughing evilly to herself.
Quickly, she drank her fourth cup of coffee, and maniacally started to write.
There was a knock at the door.
"Come in!" she shouted, over-enthusiastically.
"Hello!" shouted Laura, almost as loud.
"What? What do you want? I'm writing!" Rebecca moaned, her pen continuously scrawling.
"I got pictures of 'The Legend Of Kikah' incident." Laura smiled, bringing out a photo slipcase.
"Brilliant Brilliant Brilliant!" Rebecca laughed. "Genius, I say! Give me a look!"
Rebecca looked through them carefully, "These are terrible!"
Laura looked offended, "How dare you! These took me immense time and extreme skill to get! I even climbed up a telephone pole to get a picture of Dark flying."
"You say that like you're proud of it," Rebecca said, stirring her fifth coffee.
"Anyway! What's wrong with them?" Laura said, sitting down, fed-up.
"They are all of Dark. Krad was there too, but you're not taking photos of him." Rebecca whined.
"Well, Dark is more photogenic than Krad." Laura said, taking Rebecca's cup of coffee away from her.
Rebecca shook her head while trying to pry Laura's fingers from the edge of the mug, "You're just taking those pictures because you love Dark, and you hate Krad!" she shouted.
"Yeah? Well Krad sucks!" Laura shouted, holding onto the coffee firmly.
"No he doesn't! He's the best!" Rebecca shouted.
"Dark is the best!" Laura shouted, pulling the coffee more fiercely.
"Krad is the best!" Rebecca shouted, also pulling harder.
"Dark!"
"Krad!"
"Dark!"
"Krad!"
Suddenly, the coffee spilled all over them.
Rebecca blinked.
Laura blinked.
"That was your fault!" Rebecca shouted.
"No it wasn't!" Laura shouted back.
"Why were you taking my coffee off me anyway?" Rebecca asked, standing up.
"Because you're getting overly-enthusiastic and drunk with power." Laura said, also standing.
"I'm the boss of this newspaper, and what I say goes!" Rebecca shouted.
"Okay. From now on, we put in both photos of Dark and Krad." Laura said.
"Okay. You wanna watch the sixth sense?" Rebecca asked, pouring another cup of coffee.
Laura shrugged, "Okay."
Suddenly, in the middle of the movie, Rebecca started hysterically laughing, she laughed so much, her coffee syndrome wore away, and she fell asleep.
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The next day at the…. What's it called?…. at the um, newspaper-making shop-place thing?
"Hey Laura?" Rebecca asked, suddenly deep in thought.
"Yeah?" Laura asked knowing it would probably one of Rebecca's 'amazing' D.N.Angel theories.
"Do you ever worry that Dark will be asleep at an excruciating time?" Rebecca asked.
"Like what?" Laura asked quickly regretting that question.
Suddenly, Rebecca went into a whirlwind of theories, "Like, Daisuke's or, in this case, Trey'sclimbing up a huge rock and he suddenly transforms, when, oh no! Dark's like, asleep! So, they both kinda just fall, because, Darks' all asleep?" Rebecca asked excitedly.
"Have you been drinking coffee again?" Laura asked raising an eyebrow.
"Ooh! So if Dark dies,Trey dies?" Rebecca asked scratching her head.
"Um, yeah, I suppose," Laura, asked.
"So then, if Dark got pregnant,Trey would get pregnant?" she asked, jumping on top of Laura's desk.
"Um, yes, but the chances that Dark's gonna get pregnant are a little low, don't you think?" Laura said, pushing Rebecca off her desk.
"I suppose you're right." Rebecca said, sloping back to her desk.
There was a long, beautiful silence.
"Hey Laura, you know 'Lost'? Like, do you reckon the island is an alien facility, or do you reckon it's a state of death, or do you reckon it's a-" Rebecca started.
"Okay, Rebecca, I'm not even going to think about listening to your millions of 'Lost' theories, so get back to your journalism." Laura scolded.
There was another long, beautiful silence.
"So, what do you reckon Akito and Shigure are planning?" Rebecca asked.
"Rebecca, you really have a lot of time on your hands. You're supposed to be a professional, woman! A professional!" Laura screamed, walking out of the room and slamming the door.
"If I were Daisuke or Trey, and Dark was in my head, and we had an argument, I would like to walk out and slam the door, but, if he's in my head, that's impossible, right? Before you assume anything, I don't argue with people in my head! I don't have people in my head! I swear! I should stop talking. There isn't anyone in the room. Yeah. I'll be quiet now."
Suddenly, Lauren the cleaning lady walked in. "Rebecca, why are you talking to yourself, don't you have a newspaper article to write."
"Don't you want to hear my theories?" Rebecca asked, pouring a cup of coffee.
Lauren shrugged.
"So, Dark's walking about Jurassic park and this pterodactyl dies in mid-air and falls on his head, would he laugh or be mad?" Rebecca asked.
Lauren raised an eyebrow.
"More importantly, would Daisuke or maybe Trey, who's inside Dark at the time, laugh or be sad?" Rebecca asked.
Lauren raised the other eyebrow.
"I'm going to go now," she said. And she did.
Suddenly, Serenity and Dark (the best ever 'Golden Touch' pairing. Par Trey and Hokuto, of course) walked through the door.
"Ha, Laura will be wishing she had listened openly to my theories!" Rebecca yelled.
"We want to know how you found out about Dark's secret identity! We also want to know - Who is Daisuke?" Serenity yelled.
"Well. I am the storymaster, so I know everything." Rebecca replied, sipping coffee, evilly.
"Well, if you're the storyteller, why are you sitting around drinking coffee and not writing chapter 4 of The Golden Touch?" Dark said, raising an eyebrow.
"You're right." Rebecca said, turning to race the readers, "Don't worry, children. The next chapter of 'The Golden Touch' will be up soon, stay tuned!" She winked.
"That's not fair!" shouted Trey from inside Dark's head. I wnat to know what Kunsuke and Krad are planning!" he whined.
"Well, that's just too bad!" Rebecca yelled, pulling up Dark's hair and yelling into his ear.
THE END! (of extra)