Iplier House

Take Your Jims to Work Day

Ed Edgar paused on his way to the door and leaned into the living room. "Bim... why in the world do you get up so early? You don't do nothing all day."

"What is, I do many things. Aren't you going to be late for work?" Bim mumbled from his comfortable seat on the couch, before sipping his coffee.

"Yeah, yeah." Ed muttered, heading to the front door. Bim watched as Reporter Jim combat rolled down the hall and Camera Jim scooted after him, holding his camera out. He might have been tempted to warn Ed, but decided to ignore it after their interaction.

"Jim." Reporter Jim whispered, hiding behind the shoe rack. "We're on the trail of the man who took the last cookie from the cookie jar." He leaned forward, glancing around the shoe rack to watch Ed lacing up his shoes. Camera Jim followed suit, leaning forward and stuck his camera out, zooming in on Ed's shoes. "Suspected though. He's innocent until proven guilty, Jim. We're going to be looking for evidence of this crime all day!" Ed shifted and glanced up, the Jims quickly leaning back. Catching a glimpse of them, Ed rolled his eyes. He simply grabbed his cowboy hat, placed it firmly on his head and headed out to his truck.

Reporter Jim scuttled forward and opened the front door, rolling through the doorway and outside. Camera Jim shuffled after him, gently closing the door behind him. "Jim! Jiiim... look at that drivey. Ho. That's a big 'un." Reporter Jim gasped and leaned close to Camera Jim, pointing at Ed's truck. "Luckily he's only got half of the back of it, so we can get in, Jim!" Reporter Jim got up, running full sprint and quickly hopped up on the back bumper, throwing himself into the truck bed. Ed didn't manage to hear the thump, over his engine roaring to life. Reporter Jim poked his head over the back of the tailgate and waved Camera Jim over. Camera Jim gently climbed over the tailgate, laying down with Reporter Jim in the truck bed. After a moment, Ed began driving and Reporter Jim smiled. "I'm sure glad that Ed decided not to get the rest of this drivey, Jim. Saves money, saves metal and saves the planet!" Camera Jim nodded, focusing the camera on Reporter Jim. "And it means Jims can get in the back!" Reporter Jim added happily. "Now shhh Jim, be very Jim." Reporter Jim got up on his hands and knees and Camera Jim lifted the camera up to spy on Ed through the back window of the truck. Reporter Jim shook his head. "He doesn't seem like a cookie taker, just driving this drivey along... but he may very well be, Jim! And he has a temper, so don't get seen!" Camera Jim nodded and ducked low again as they both laid in the truck bed.

Eventually, the truck stopped as Ed parked in his personal parking spot. Getting out, he stretched, snapped his suspenders and then headed into the building. Reporter Jim popped up to look over the edge of the truck bed and gasped. "Jiiiim! There he goes, Jim! We gotta go!" He then dove over the tail gate of the truck, grunting as he landed flat out on his back. Camera Jim looked down at him, and climbed over the tailgate, stepping down. He leaned down, helping Reporter Jim to his feet. "Stay low!" Reporter Jim ducked down, walking forward with wide crouched steps, as Camera Jim followed after him, crawling on knees and one hand as he held the bouncing camera with his other hand.

Ed leaned against the front desk. "Any messages?"

"No sir." The receptionist answered, glancing up from her computer. She tilted her head, watching the Jims awkwardly fumbling their way across the parking lot. "Uhm.. sir..."

Ed turned, following her gaze and groaned audibly before stomping over and opened the door. "Jims! What in the heck are you doin' here?"

"Don't be seen, Jim!" Reported Jim screamed, rushing to the side of the building. Nodding furiously, Camera Jim followed.

"You've been seen!" Ed screamed, stepping outside to keep his eyes on them. "What're ya doin' here ya chuckle heads?"

Reporter Jim jumped to his feet, making his way over to Ed and held out the microphone. "Did YOU take the cookie from the cookie jar?"