A/N: Another day, another update. At this rate, I'll be done with the challenge in no time! Just nine more episodes to go, I think. No, wait. Eight. So, yeah, in about a week, I should have it finished. Now, after that, I have a bit of a proposal for you, the readers. The Chuck Me Monday Challenge only includes the first two seasons. And as we know, Anna Wu sadly disappeared from our lives at the beginning of season three. But I have in my mind my REAL explanation for why Anna left Morgan. Heh, and it's better than my explanation for why the Wienerlicious really closed, I promise. But I'll leave it up to you guys. Is that a story you'd be interested in seeing? Anna Wu, spy in training? Let me know in your review what you think. Thanks!
"Morgan, I'm taking your mom out tomorrow night," Anna huffed.
"Out?" Morgan asked. "Out where?"
"Morgan, she interrupts us every time we try to spend time together at your place. Every. Time. She did it again last night, and I was already naked at that point. And I've had enough. So I'm taking her to a bar or something, and I'm gonna get her laid."
Fortunately no one was around. Otherwise Morgan would've probably had to clean up the grape soda he sprayed all over the wall. "You're, what?"
Anna felt bad. Sometimes she forgot most people couldn't handle her bluntness. "I'm sorry I put it like that," she said. "But it's true. She's may be your mother, but she's still a woman, Morgan. She has needs that only a warm body can fill. And while I can't expect you to understand that, what you should understand is this: Until she finds something else to do with her time, our sex life will continue to be greatly hampered. So, yeah, unless you're fine with limiting ourselves to quickies in here, and the occasional roll in the home theater room, something has to be done."
Morgan seemed to mull over that for a moment. "I see your point," he said. "Just, if you could, I don't want to hear any of the details."
"Deal," Anna said sweetly, kissing him on the cheek. She walked over to the break room door. Peering out the window, she saw no one coming, so she shut the blinds and locked the door. "Now, about that quickie…"
The Next Night...
"That was a disaster," Bolonia Grimes groaned as the walked in the door at 2:30 in the morning.
She wasn't wrong. Anna tried and failed to get her boyfriend's mother back on the proverbial horse for over four hours. Her feet were killing her, which was why she carried her pumps in her hand.
On the bright side, Bolonia looked pretty wiped, too, so it was unlikely that she'd be able to interrupt Anna's winding down period with Morgan, who was no doubt snug in his bed.
"It's okay," Anna said, yawning. "We'll try again another night."
"No," Bolonia said. "I can't do that again. It was humiliating. Most of those boys were no older than my son."
"Yeah, I know," Anna said. "Probably why I got hit on the entire night." Then seeing the dejected look on the other woman's face: "Look, there are other ways. Easier ways. We can find you a man."
"What ways?" Bolonia asked, raising an eyebrow.
Anna groaned. Maybe her long night wasn't over just yet.
"Ever tried internet dating?"
"No," Bolonia answered.
"Well, let's see. We need a good handle for you. How's Red Hot Mama sound?"
A/N: So that's how Red Hot Mama came to be. It's all thanks to Anna. Big Mike should give that girl a raise, haha. You guys are awesome. Peace.