Aliasgirl47
Cadet
ok, as you all know, I'm insane and I'm really bored right now, so I just had to write this. If it's stupid, well it ends here, but if not I will continue. R,R,&E!
PS- it's Pre Phase One-just for reference
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It was afternoon in the middle of the summer and it was so hot that you could fry an egg on Director Kendall's shiny, bald head. Sydney Bristow yawned as she stared at the file folder in front of her with all the details of her next mission on it. She was so bored though, that all the writing looked smeared and blurred. Just then, she heard a loud snore.
She looked up and saw none other than her father, Jack Bristow, with his head laying on his own file folder, snoring his brains out and drool flowing out of his mouth, forming a puddle inder him.
"That's it! I can't take it! i'm tired of Sydney yawning and I'm tired of Jack snoring and drooling on the wooden table, and if he messes up the finishing, he's paying for it! And I'm tired of Agent Vaughn clicking his pen! The meeting is over and we all need a break, so how about we all just go to McDonald's?" yelled Kendall.
"Really?' asked Sydney, suddenly getting excited.
"Yeah, screw Rambaldi, let's go!" yelled Kendall.
It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Kendall was actually being nice...It was the oddest thing since Rambaldi. And then all at once they agreed and left to McDonald's.
Meanwhile at SD-6 Headquarters...
Sloane was ina private meeting with Sark. They were discussing how to get all of the Rambaldi artifacts from the CIA to piece them together. however, neither of them could concentrate. Sloane was making a usual droning speech while trying to pick lent off his sleeve and Sark was having a fight with a fly buzzing around the room.
Then the fly landed on Sark's head where he slapped it and fell over in the process. "Mr. Sark, get up off the floor. this is boring and frankly pointless, you an't concentrate n anything but that fly and this lent is driving me nuts. how about we go to McDonald's?" asked Sloane.
"Brilliant idea sir! I have this sudden craving for a Happy Meal!" exclaimed Sark, his eyes lighting up like that of a little boy at Christmas.
"Good then," said Sloane. "Let's get marshall and Dixon and we can go"
And then the two gathered the others and took the company van, previously used to capture hostages, and went off to McDonald's.
Little did they know that their CIA accquiantences were already there...
PS- it's Pre Phase One-just for reference
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It was afternoon in the middle of the summer and it was so hot that you could fry an egg on Director Kendall's shiny, bald head. Sydney Bristow yawned as she stared at the file folder in front of her with all the details of her next mission on it. She was so bored though, that all the writing looked smeared and blurred. Just then, she heard a loud snore.
She looked up and saw none other than her father, Jack Bristow, with his head laying on his own file folder, snoring his brains out and drool flowing out of his mouth, forming a puddle inder him.
"That's it! I can't take it! i'm tired of Sydney yawning and I'm tired of Jack snoring and drooling on the wooden table, and if he messes up the finishing, he's paying for it! And I'm tired of Agent Vaughn clicking his pen! The meeting is over and we all need a break, so how about we all just go to McDonald's?" yelled Kendall.
"Really?' asked Sydney, suddenly getting excited.
"Yeah, screw Rambaldi, let's go!" yelled Kendall.
It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Kendall was actually being nice...It was the oddest thing since Rambaldi. And then all at once they agreed and left to McDonald's.
Meanwhile at SD-6 Headquarters...
Sloane was ina private meeting with Sark. They were discussing how to get all of the Rambaldi artifacts from the CIA to piece them together. however, neither of them could concentrate. Sloane was making a usual droning speech while trying to pick lent off his sleeve and Sark was having a fight with a fly buzzing around the room.
Then the fly landed on Sark's head where he slapped it and fell over in the process. "Mr. Sark, get up off the floor. this is boring and frankly pointless, you an't concentrate n anything but that fly and this lent is driving me nuts. how about we go to McDonald's?" asked Sloane.
"Brilliant idea sir! I have this sudden craving for a Happy Meal!" exclaimed Sark, his eyes lighting up like that of a little boy at Christmas.
"Good then," said Sloane. "Let's get marshall and Dixon and we can go"
And then the two gathered the others and took the company van, previously used to capture hostages, and went off to McDonald's.
Little did they know that their CIA accquiantences were already there...
yes, you should continue ^_^ heheh, we need to fry an egg on Kendall's head....every time I see him I'm going to want to do that.. 
