The Birkoff Babes Files
PART 1 Intercom is heard over head, and the sound of Sage's voice booms over the speaker "Attention d'attention, nous avons une infraction trois de niveau. Quelqu'un a pillé la cuisine de bébé d'Offical Birkoff! Nous ... " A small scuffle is heard, then soft whispers to us, which were screams from Ann in the background. "THEY DON'T SPEAK FRENCH!" She yelled, taking the microphone, "Attention Ladies, we have a level three breach. Our "Official" Birkoff Babe kitchen has been raided, we will be calling you up one by one to find out what happened....." Gap slowly looking up from her homework to Adriana, a worried look on her face. "The cookies.." She whispered, her eyes growing wide. Adriana glanced up from her cup of coffee, then suddenly realized what Gap had said "oh no...." "Adriana their going to kill us!" Gap screeched throwing her book at Adriana. "They are really going to kill us this time! I mean.. the time with the cake... and the turkey.. People lived.... But.... Adriana... the Cookies..." Adriana jumped back from the flying book and resisted the urge to throw her cup back. "Your right... we pushed it too far this time... Someone had to have seen us... All those other times.. we were careful.. but.. this time..." " Shakes her head "The cookies... Damn!" Gap Stomped her foot onto the ground whining, "I'm too young to die!! Your old and ripe! Ready to go... but me?! I can't die.. I have to finish my..." "OLD! I'm 18 you little twit!" Adriana tossed her empty cup at Gap, glaring at her with an evil eye. "I'm in my prime!" She shot back. "WHY! WHY THE COOKIES!" Gap looked down at the cup on the floor, then to adriana, "You threw a Styrofoam cup at me.." "Yeah... so?" Gap shrugged her shoulders, picking up her book from the floor. "I dunno" "Adriana... Please report to the white room." Gap laughed, waving to Adriana "Buh Bye... " Adriana shook her head slightly, "Dang cookies..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ END PART 1 This has been a Production of Gap. I own Gap... but I umm.. Borrowed Sage and Ann without their permission. I'm in the process of buying Adriana so using her name is alright :) I'll be finishing up this story in about a week, please feel free to have your name "Called" but do remember. This is for fun, no hitting, cursing, um... dying.. The point of this is.. too much coffee and not enough sleep. Just sit back and think of a strange story involving the "Official" Birkoff Babe kitchen and "The Cookies". Make the mess as big as you want.. but do remember, keep it outside the norm. Its the birkoff babes for crying in the mud! PART 2 Walking into the white room, Adriana was startled to see Sage standing beside the interrogation chair - face expressionless, back straight, doing her best Madeline impression. "Adriana, please have a seat." Sitting in the cold metal interrogation chair, Adriana shivers unnoticed in fear. "Ugh...can I ask a question?" "Vous faites toujours des anyways, la force avancent aussi bien et l'obtiennent plus d'avec," Sage mumbles barely loud enough to hear after sighing in exaspiration. (Translation: You always do anyways, might as well go ahead and get it over with) "Ok. So do you think *I* had someting to do with the kitchen? Why was I called first, I mean what did you do just randomly pick names out of a hat or is it National Pick on Adriana Day? And also, why are *you* doing the interrogation! I know you hate Frick and Frack so you wont use any weird interrogation thingys on me will you?" The questions were rapidly fired one after another in a way that could only come from a caffinated high, and at the mention of Frick and Frack, Sage visibly shivered. "You drank coffee again didn't you!" Sage accused. "You know what happened the last time!" "Of course I remember the last time! You took coffee away from me for a whole month! All because I was hyper and bored. How was I supposed to know that finger paints would do that to the computers? And...No..I didnt drink coffee." Sage began glaring at me, knowing I wasn't telling the truth, and I hung my head so she wouldnt see my sheepish grin. "We'll talk about the coffee later. Right now,I want to know about the kitchen. You were seen walking out of the kitchen moments before Hilda the kitchen cook ran across our little problem. So please, enlighten me...and I want *every* detail." "Ok, so Gap and me were watching TV and you know how they always have those yummy food commercials! What's a girl to do huh? Are they asking for us to all run out and buy junk food till we burst? Well, of course, we start getting hungry so we head to the kitchen for twinkies and oreos. I challenged Gap to race to the kitchen and beat her by throwing the Birky doll into her path. Well since I beat her I push open the door and find this...this umm...leprichan! Yea that's it! So this leprichan says he is looking for his Lucky Charms and thats about when Gap finally arrived." "Well we tell him where the cereal is and then after he finds 'em he all the sudden changes into the Jolly Green Giant...you know, the green guy in the vegetable commercials? So the Jolly Green Giant starts complaining that us Babes dont eat enough of the green stuff see? So he starts hunting around everywhere! Throwing open all the cabinets and drawers, looking for vegetables. He finally finds a lone can of corn way in the back of the kitchen, complete with cobwebs and everything..." "And then what happened?" Said Sage in a ton of voice that clearly stated she did not believe me, not even for a second. "Well, then he changed into the Cookie Monster...you know, from Sesame Street? And of course the Cookie Monster wanted some cookies and couldn't find any. At that point Gap and I decided this was getting just a little too weird, we're talking Twilight Zone here, and ran out the door as fast as we could." "And that's it?" Sage looked skeptically at me. "Basically, yea...that's about how it happened. Oh...you might want to check for another gas leak cause that was either the weirdest day I've ever had or the trippiest hallucination. You know what happened last time there was a gas leak..." "Well...thank you for being so...helpful, Adraina. If I have anymore questions, I'll be sure to call you back. You may leave now." Adriana quickly gets up and all but runs out of the white room, giggling down the hall and unable to hold her laughter. After she is gone, Sage slumps into the chair and rubs her temples. "Si j'entends parler de la fuite de gaz une plus de fois...Ugh...the next person better be more believable." Hitting the intercom, Sage speaks to Ann, "Ok Ann, so who's next?" (Translation: If I hear about the gas leak one more time...) END PART 2 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Stealing Gaps disclaimer...) This has been a Production of Adriana. I own Adriana... but I umm.. Borrowed Sage and Ann without their permission. Gap will be finishing up this story in about a week, please feel free to have your name "Called" but do remember. This is for fun, no hitting, cursing, um... dying.. The point of this is.. too much coffee and not enough sleep. Just sit back and think of a strange story involving the "Official" Birkoff Babe kitchen and "The Cookies". ********************************* PART 3 Anne looked down at the list, raising a brow, "Gap's Next, looks like we might be finished sooner then we thought" Sage licked her lips slightly, muttering to herself, " Gap's Neck...ssssxt.. Gaps Next.. ok.. next, next next.." "I'm sending her in Sage.." Ann spoke over the intercom as the door opened, Gap standing there with a small smile. "Hi Sage, what will it be today, manicure or peticure?" "Take a seat Gap, you know your here about the kitchen..." Gap looked at Sage, a bit on confusion on her face "Whats wrong with the kitchen?" "You know perfectly well what is wrong with the kitchen... you were there to make it were you?" "Sage... my buddy.. my pal... my Amiga, now you know if I had anything to do with the.." "GAP!" Sage screamed interrupting her "Fine! Adriana and I burnt the cookies! Are you happy now? Now stop yelling at me or im going to tell ann on you.. " Gap frowned, looking away from her. "Whats my punishment?" She muttered, glancing to Sage. "Kitchen duty for the next three weeks, plus you and Adriana have to buy new pans.. I don't think the cookies will come off.. no matter how long you soak them." Sage started walking out the door and Gap followed her whining. "Couldn't I have a session with frick and frack insted! Come on Sage!" "Four weeks.." "Why because I said Frick and Frack?! Frick 'N' Frack, Frick 'N' Frack!" "Seven weeks!" "Saaaagggeeee..." _________________________________________________________________ This has been a Production of Gap. I own Gap.. but I umm.. Borrowed Sage and Ann without their permission. But they love me, so its ok :) I hoe you enjoyed, I know the ending did... suck? But its alright.. I had fun Gap font>