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    iPoD – Chapter One

          A lone dark figure crept quietly
    across the roof of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. As she moved to
    unscrew an air vent, her earpiece crackled, Are you in yet?

         Not quite, the figure grumbled back.
    Pulling the grate from the building and placing it softly to the side,
    she moved to lower herself in.

         How about now? The woman paused in her
    descent and groaned in frustration. How is it that she always picked
    the weird ones? First the rodent and now this

        If you start this again, I swear when I get back
    to the base your little gerbil is cat food! She heard a gasp over the
    line and then, Hes a hamster. Mr. Jinks is a hamster!

        Hamster. Gerbil. Itll all taste the same to a cat. So, are you done now?

        Fine! McCutcheon, out. The line crackled and died, finally leaving her in peace to finish the job.

    ————————————————————————————–

        Fairbanks!

        Danas head snapped up from the paperwork that
    she had been working on when she heard the director call her name. She
    quickly made her way across the room to the open door. Walking in, she
    spotted Director Kennard licking some leftover chocolate from her
    fingers.

        Chocolatechocolatechocolate

        Dana jumped and spun around at the whispered
    noise. Not noticing anyone behind her, she looked up and strapped to
    the ceiling in a harness was a middle aged redhead holding an echo
    microphone. The woman winked at Dana, and then tossed down a card with
    a phone number on it. Dana shook her head as she let the paper flutter
    to the floor and then moved to sit in one of the empty seats.

        Sitting next to her was Tonya Carter, her
    sometimes partner in the field. Tonya always made Dana nervous, she
    wasnt sure if it was the womans perky attitude or the way she
    constantly flirted with her. Dana noticed that both the director and
    Tonya were now looking at her expectantly. She smiled embarrassed, Im
    sorry.

       The director nodded and then went on to explain the
    reason she had called them in. Fairbanks, there was a break in at the
    MET last night at four in the morning. The security guard in charge of
    the wing was found unconscious; he had been hit with a taser. An
    ancient artifact was stolen and in its place the local authorities
    founda milky way.

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    Comments

    1. Bravo! What an excellent idea! It’s nice to see some of our very talented Danish writers banding together to take us on this hilarious journey. I’m so excited about the next chapter!

    2. Hilarious!!!! What a great relief to see Alice and the gang at it again. Are you sure little Miss Katey471 isn’t standing behind the curtain? Can’t wait for the next heist!

    3. OMG LMAO! I totally am on Media Blvd, and I mainly just read stuff, but the bread jokes will NEVER cease to stop being funny!!!! Hands Emmy for Best Writing to Danish League

    4. omiflippingod! That is hilarious! I’ve got Danishified-D.E.B.S. images in my head. What a way to start us off! …I’m never gonna look at a Milky Way the same way again! LOL …or gerbils …or bread.

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