First of all, I do not own Charlie's Angles. Second, I'm in such a good mood that today that I'm going to let you flame me, congratulate or just plainly take the mickey out of my spelling in this story. My mate and I came up with this after watching Charlie's Angles for the hundredth time. Well, happy reading.
On a plane going to Canada, happy families and people sat talking and sleep.. A air hostess walks down one of the aisles passing out tea and stopping to talk to a child to see if it wanted to play with a colouring book. An African black man stands up and then makes his way to the back of the plane. He's soon stopped though by a male air hostess who holds his hand to the side.
"I'm sorry sir! This cabin is only available for…" he looks at the males clothes hinting that he strongly disagrees the man could be, "…first class!"
"Are you looking for this?" the man says with a cocky grin.
"Is there anything I can get you?" the male hostess asks looking slightly shocked.
"Coke… or strong Bow if you have any? How about a glass of Vodka as well?" he asks going into his own dream world for a second. "Err… just forget every think I just said and get me a scotch!"
"Right away sir," the hostess says before making his way out while the man carried on down the isles.
He reaches a seat next to a white American with long brown, matted hair who looks around shakily. After ten or son minutes, the shabby American leans in and whispers to the black male.
"I hear birds can't fly this high," he says and eyes the large African male.
There was a pause as the African man just sat there looking at the plane's TV.
"Err…" the long haired man says looking at him.
"What? Oh yeah! I hear only angels can," he said quickly spits out looking from the TV to the American.
The long haired male smiles as the African man pulls out a small bag and empties it out, diamonds falling into his hand all the while, not removing his eyes from The Simpson's that was on TV. The long haired man grabs for them but the Africans hand clenches tight.
"Where's the bomb?" he asked looking at the long haired man.
"In here!" he says grabbing a bag from under a chair. He slowly opens it showing a pink Barbie clock. "Err… that's my kids," he said with a embraced grin. "Just wait a sec," he says as he carries on looking through his bag. "oh I remember!" he say and then grabs his jacket and tears it open showing a clock showing 00:00:53 surrounded by wires and metal. "I'm the bomb"
The African nodded understandingly and then looks forward.
Suddenly the male hostess walks over to them with a small bottle of scotch and a glass. "Would you like me to poor your scotch sir?" he asks looking at the African.
"I'll take the bottle, thank you," the African male says as the hostess walks off to poor it. Everyone looks back at the TV screen with the words T.J Hooker the movie. "Oh I hate this movie," the African says with a yawn.
"Yeah, what you going to do?" the long haired man says with a understanding tone.
The African checks his watch then looks up again. "Walk out."
"Very funny!" the long haired man said with a small laugh.
"No, it isn't," the African says before grabbing the long haired man and running towards the door. He then opens the door as the long haired man shouted "What are you doing? What you doing?" When the door opens, the male hostess walks past and then gets sucked out with a scream.
"oups!" the African said before chucking the long haired man out and then following.
They free fell through the air only just missing the plains wing and propeller. They began to fall and then passed a helicopter as the long hared man screamed. Suddenly a girl jumped out of the chopper and free failed after the African and long haired man. She quickly detached the bomb as it read 00:00:11 and then let it go so it safely exploded. They then all carried on free falling till both the women and African pulled on to cords and Parachutes came bursting out.
"Err… one of us needs to get him!" the African shouted to the girl but it was to late as he hit the water. "where is she?" He asks looking down at the water.
"in a boat!" the girl shouted back.
"What?" the African asks in shock.
Down below was a speed boat going round in circles about fifteen feet away. The two parachuter's hit the water.
"EMILY!" They both shouted as the boat collected the long haired man. The boat then came towards the two and they climbed abroad.
"ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! You crazy basted!" The long haired male shouts at the African.
"I think you mean… no wait, I am pretty crazy," The African says trying to get it's face of but it was stuck. The girl who was already on the boat pulled at it and then tore it of. "awe!" there stood a X-ginger died brown haired female. The one who had jumped from the plain removs her helmet to reveal black hair and the girl on the boat looks from the two, her brown hair blowing in the wind.
"no way! This sucks!" the long haired man shouts.
Once upon a time, there were three different little girls. One was a twat…
(showed the brown haired one called Emily driving in to a wall)
…Next was a big footed nonce…
(Next showed the female with black hair running away from a horse. She was called Amex)
…and then there was the ginger ninja…
(last was the X-ginger teen with died brown hair who had a cast on her right arm and was running in circles with a bucket on her head claming to be a Dalic. She was called Hellon).
…Who grew up to be three completely different teens but were still all lazy morons.
(shows Emily losing a game show. Amex walking forwards in a space suit till she falls over and then Hellon stood in front of a staff major in a billet in a army uniform. As the staff was shouting at her, she suddenly sneezed in his face.)
And… they work for me! Santos! He he only joking! I'm Cookie. You would think I could get better employees really since I'm a millionaire.
