My Fair Agent
Author's Note:
Hey! Thank you for reading! This was just one of those weird ideas that float in to your head and refuse to leave. I really must talk to my head about that… Anyway this is just humor. Hope you enjoy!
Many thanks to my good friend and fellow member of mbus55 Julie Anne, who did the beta-ing.
Disclaimer:
Yeah, here we go. I don't own Alias! There are you happy? I'll be depressed for days now…
Chapter #1:
"I'm bored," Marshall announced as all the members of APO sat around trying to come up with something to do, "I'm not the only person feeling this way, right? I mean you're all bored too, aren't you?"
The group of agents sitting around the immaculately white room nodded in agreement with Marshall. All but one of them sat around a table while Sloane sat over by himself, bent over a computer. For another minute they all sat in silence. Then Agent Weiss spoke from his seat between Agent Vaughn and Agent Nadia, ending the quiet.
"You'd think that the fact that no one out there is causing trouble would be a dream come true for us," he commented, "but I kind of wish some super genius would stir things up by trying to destroy the world or take it over or something."
As one all of the agents turned to look at Arvin Sloane who continued to type innocently for only a minute before looking around, startled.
"Why are you all looking at me?" he asked, "when have I ever given you any reason to be suspicious about my motives?"
"Do you really want us to answer that question?" Agent Sydney Bristow asked in a cold voice looking over at Sloane with a hostile glare. Agent Vaughn who sat next to her put a comforting hand on her arm though Agent Dixon who sat on her other side was also looking at his former trusted boss with loathing.
"This is pointless," Agent Jack Bristow snapped interrupting the tense moment, "we can't just all sit around here. We need to find something to do."
There was a long pause as all the agents looked at one another trying to come up with something to suggest. Finally Marshall tentatively broke the silence.
"Mr. Bristow, sir."
"Yes Marshall?"
"I brought my favorite movie with me."
"Oh yeah," Weiss said looking excited, "I love movies. Which one?"
"My Fair Lady!" The excited techie answered. There was a collective groan from those in the room who preferred action/adventure films to musicals.
And since it was a room full of some of the best agents in the world there was a high percentage in favor of action/adventure when compared to musicals.
"You know," Marshall continued in a British accent, "Professor Henry Higgins and Ms. Eliza Doolittle."
"Are we that desperate?" Agent Marcus Dixon whispered as Marshall continued on his rant.
"If you'd rather," Jack suggested dryly, "we could go through old reports."
"Yes," Vaughn sighed answering Dixon's question, "we are that desperate." And then he went to turn on the television set.