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W.O.O.H.P Prison, Jazz Hands Cell- 10:30 a.m.
He had been in this prison cell for quite some time now. He had been in this cell before. And now he finally had a way out.
This guy is a mime by the the of Jazz Hands.
There are three at the fault of him being in this cell. Their names are Clover, Alex, and Samantha. Or Sam for short. Or as he had called her, Miss Spirit Fingers. All he knew about the situation was that she had been undercover to get him sent back in this cell.
He'd finally be able to get out of this cell. He just had to wait for the right time.
He had attempted to turn everyone into mimes. He did this because, well he had already said it, but he will repeat it, "No one understand the art of mimes." Jazz Hands had always said, "A true artist is never understood."
When his plan is complete, he will be king of his new Empire of Mime. And, of course, every king needs a queen...right?
Malibu University, Spies Penthouse- 11:05 a.m.
"CLOVER!!!" screamed a voice from the spies penthouse.
"What Alex?" Clover asked in annoyance.
"Where is my favourite sweater?" Alex asked. She sounded VERY dangerous.
"I...um...don't know..." Clover replied, nervously.
"CLOVER!" Alex screamed.
"I'M SORRY!" Clover screamed back.
There was another girl in the penthouse. Samantha, Sam, or Sammie. They called her the 'Brains of the group.' Sam heard the girls' argument and rolled her eyes. For some reason, that she is NOT going to mention to Clover, it sounded like Clover to lose Alex's favourite sweater.
'Just like she lost my favourite skirt,' Sam thought.
After a few more minutes of the arguing, she finally had enough. She sat up, picked up the book mark, put it in the book, closed the book, and stood up. She went to find Clover and Alex. She finally found the in the Kitchen screaming back and forth at each other.
"STOP!" Sam screamed.
Clover and Alex both stopped. They looked at Sam, at each other, then scream together,
"STAY OUT OF THIS, SAM!"
"Okay, okay. Just trying to concentrate.
"On what?" Alex asked.
"On the book I'm reading for one of my courses. This is the last day until classes start and, to be honest, I'd like to NOT spend the rest of the day listening to you two argue." Sam answered, annoyed.
"Well stay out of our 'discussion', okay Sammie." Clover says.
"Fine, but when one of you is in the hospital, DON'T come crying to me!" Sam huffs, stalks back to the living room, picks up her book, stalks into her room, and slams the door behind her.
"Jeez, Sam-No-Fun much?" Alex says and Clover laughs. But little did Alex and Clover know...Sam had heard that.
L.A.M.O.S. Headquarters, Monitor Room- 11:45 a.m.
Terrence Lewis, Tim Scam, Myrna Beesbottom, Helga Von Guggen, and Boogie Gus sat in the monitors room on the couch in shock. They watched as Clover and Alex fought, Sam got annoyed, and Alex call Sam Sam-No-Fun. After a few moments on Clover and Alex laughing the monitors turned to Sam's room, where Sam sat on her bed with a hurt look on her face. Finally Terrence spoke up with a smirk,
"So... The spies are fighting, huh?"
"It would seem so," Tim says, also smirking.
"So Terrence, does this mean we should strike again?" Helga asks.
"Yes Helga, I think it does. If we're lucky, Samantha will want to work by herself," Terrence says with an evil look in his eyes.
"Why would WE be lucky?" Merna asked, confused.
"I think I know what Terrence means," Tim said.
"Please enlighten them Tim," Terrence says evilly.
"Since Samantha is the smartest of the three, it would be a great opportunity to have her work with us," Tim says, smirking again.
The others look at each other for a few moments before there expressions turn from confusion to understanding.
"I get it," Boogie Gus says, sounding amused.
"Now...LET'S LOOK FOR A PLAN!" Terrence says.
W.O.O.H.P. Headquarters, Everywhere in the Building- 11:30 p.m.
Agents are wandering the halls of W.O.O.H.P., when all the sudden they hear,
"ALL AGENTS ATTENTION, PRISON JAZZ HANDS HAS ESCAPED. I REPEAT, PRISON JAZZ HANDS HAS ESCAPED!"
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FanfictionJazz Hands always wanted a world filled with mimes. Everyone knows he failed once. Everyone know he failed twice. BUT, did he fail the third time? *Will be going through and rewriting this in the future*