Stranded Chapter 2
I Still Don't Own These Characters… I Still Wish I Did Though… *This Chapter Is Dedicated To AbraFilo, Who was the First One To Leave Me A Comment* Thanks! ^^
Montanna Max gulped, where was Dok when you needed him?! Sweeney looked at him up and down before muttering,
"Have anything that you would like to say, spy?"
"Ja, I like your style, vould you be interested in joining Millennium?"
"What the hell is Millennium?"
Montanna Max Sighed,
"It's an organization solely devoted to the complete destruction of the vorld." He grinned at Sweeney, "Starting vith London…"
Sweeney lowered his razor…slightly…
"You're going to destroy London? How?"
The Major made a small chiding noise,
"This is hardly the circumstance to be talking of vorld domination, perhaps ve could talk downstairs" Just then, his stomach growled. Montanna Max chuckled.
"And perhaps over some meat pies?" Sweeney lowered his razor and placed it back in its holster.
"Fine." He muttered, "We'll talk downstairs." He took a step back and opened the door. Montanna Max stood beside the doorway and held out his arm.
"After you sir"
Sweeney growled and slipped through the door, trying to keep an eye on his strange intruder.
Montanna Max sat down in the garden outside the shop. He was glad that he brought his jacket before leaving because the wind was starting to pick up. Sweeney came back into the garden with two plates, a meat pie on each. He sat down across the table from him and handed Max a plate.
"So," He began, "How are you planning to destroy London?"
"All in good time my friend." Montanna Max said, then took a bite out of his meat pie. "Hey, these things are good, vhat are they made of?"
Sweeney shuffled uncomfortably in his seat.
"Nothing that you need to concern your self with…"
The Major's face suddenly became very stern,
"You're lying. I don't like it vhen people lie to me." He said through clenched teeth, reaching for his gun. Little did he know that Sweeney was reaching for his razor at the same time. In an almost perfectly synchronized motion, Sweeney pulled Montanna Max up by the collar of his shirt and placed the razor against his throat. St the same time, Montanna Max pulled out his gun and placed the barrel to Sweeney's temple. He smirked.
"Ve need to stop doing this…"
Sweeney growled,
"I should just kill you now…" He said, putting a little more pressure on the razor.
"Ja, but you von't"
"And why not?" Sweeney growled at him.
"Because."
He said simply. "I know that you don't vant to, you vant to know
vhat I know, and vhat vill you learn if I'm dead?"
A/N:
Sorry, there were a LOT of W/V's in that sentence; it even confused
me a little lol
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Sweeney sighed and lowered the razor. Montanna Max chuckled and lowered his gun. They both sat down and stared at each other for what seemed like a long time. The Major was about to say something when the forgotten cell phone in his pocket rang, it was the Overture to Der Freischutz. The Major blushed slightly and pulled it out of his pocket.
"…Ja?" He looked confused, "D-Dok, Dok slow down, v-vhat's going on? Ok, Ok, hang on; I'm putting you on speaker…" He pressed a small button on the phone and suddenly Dok's panicked voice filled the garden.
"A-And then, I vas valking avay and-"
"Voa, Dok, slow down! Now, tell me again, only slower."
The voice on the phone took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"Ja, so I found a small book store like you told me, but they had no books on mechanics that I could see so I asked the fraulein at the front desk vhere they vere and she insulted my clothes…" Montanna Max looked puzzled,
"And…vhat happened after that?" The phone sighed, dragging it out into the beginning of its next sentence.
"And… I shot her…"
"Great. Just great. Then vhat happened?"
"Then these men in blue uniforms, I'm supposing that they vere police officers, dragged me off to this large building and I had to talk to this judge, I think his name vas turban or something…" Sweeney stiffened at the name.
"You mean Turpin?"
"…Sir…who* is that?"
A/N: It should have a V but it just sounded wrong, sorry.
"That's not of importance right now, so…vas this man's name…Turpin?"
"Um…ja, I believe that it vas…vhy?"
"I think it's of some importance to my … friend…" He grinned at Sweeney.
"Um…ja…anyvay, please get me out of here soon sir, these men keep smiling at me and I'm becoming afraid of their intentions…" Montanna Max had to suppress a giggle.
"Don't vorry Dok; ve shall have you out of there in no time. I must go now though, my friend and I must talk."
"Fine, Goodbye sir"
"Goodbye Dok." Montanna Max said quietly, closing the phone and putting it back in his pocket. Sweeney looked at him quizzically,
"Um…what the bloody hell was that thing?" The Major sighed,
"Ah, so much to be explained, vhy don't ve start vith you telling me how you know this 'Turpin' Hmm?"
"Fine. But of I actually have to have an engaging conversation with you… I'm going to need some Gin…" He stood up and walked back into the shop. Montanna Max watched him walk away and thought to himself that maybe being stranded in another time frame with him… wouldn't be so bad…
A/N: Sooooo, Howdja like it?? Hmmm? Lol. I hope some of you are still reading this…
